Euphemia li Britannia (
unfearing) wrote in
savetheearth2013-05-21 01:13 pm
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[ She's just come in on a flight from the opposite coast, so she's a bit worn out for her usual video posts. As such for now she's simply writing something up for the network. It seems that the act of writing in of itself is helping her sort her thoughts, for which she's immeasurably grateful. There's just been so much going on. ]
This is Elizabeth Bishop.
My friends and allies, you may have noticed a marked absence from me over the course of the past week. I finished my exams and as customary for me after every quarter, went to spend a week with my father at home. Upon doing this, I have discovered something troubling.
When I arrived at home and for the entirety of the week I spent there, I remembered nothing of the things that have happened here. Not once did I think about the network or my access code to it. I spared no time recalling the werewolves or the statues, and at no point did I think about the relationships I've forged with people through this crisis.
In fact, I distinctly remember my father asking me what happened to my hair. We Skype once a week, and I'd told him that I decided to dye it pink. But I didn't have any idea what he was talking about. I told him not to be silly, and he told me he would never understand today's teenagers.
My hair was blonde again that entire week.
In many ways, I do not even think I was myself.
In fact, it was not until my plane touched down again at the airport here that I felt that there was something markedly amiss about how I'd spent my last week.
I do not know what to make of this, but I implore anyone intending to travel outside the city to do so with great caution. We are helpless without the knowledge we've gained. Those who do not realize they are in danger are the most at risk. I do not know the exact radius of how far it is safe to go due to the distance that I traveled, but it is not something that should be recklessly tested.
Please be careful.
The sheer amount of what we do not know far outweighs that which we do.
Casval, Jack; You will both call me and tell me what has happened in my absence or I will find you. And you will be honest with me, or I will find you. Am I understood? Good.
Brendan, I'd like to discuss matters with you if you have the time. Did your exams go well? Have you been eating? No, don't answer that. I'll call your sister.
Banagher, if you have a moment free today or tomorrow, please also give me a call. Thank you.
If anyone at all has any questions or concerns, please feel absolutely free to bring them to me. I will do my best to help.
Thank you for your time.
This is Elizabeth Bishop.
My friends and allies, you may have noticed a marked absence from me over the course of the past week. I finished my exams and as customary for me after every quarter, went to spend a week with my father at home. Upon doing this, I have discovered something troubling.
When I arrived at home and for the entirety of the week I spent there, I remembered nothing of the things that have happened here. Not once did I think about the network or my access code to it. I spared no time recalling the werewolves or the statues, and at no point did I think about the relationships I've forged with people through this crisis.
In fact, I distinctly remember my father asking me what happened to my hair. We Skype once a week, and I'd told him that I decided to dye it pink. But I didn't have any idea what he was talking about. I told him not to be silly, and he told me he would never understand today's teenagers.
My hair was blonde again that entire week.
In many ways, I do not even think I was myself.
In fact, it was not until my plane touched down again at the airport here that I felt that there was something markedly amiss about how I'd spent my last week.
I do not know what to make of this, but I implore anyone intending to travel outside the city to do so with great caution. We are helpless without the knowledge we've gained. Those who do not realize they are in danger are the most at risk. I do not know the exact radius of how far it is safe to go due to the distance that I traveled, but it is not something that should be recklessly tested.
Please be careful.
The sheer amount of what we do not know far outweighs that which we do.
Casval, Jack; You will both call me and tell me what has happened in my absence or I will find you. And you will be honest with me, or I will find you. Am I understood? Good.
Brendan, I'd like to discuss matters with you if you have the time. Did your exams go well? Have you been eating? No, don't answer that. I'll call your sister.
Banagher, if you have a moment free today or tomorrow, please also give me a call. Thank you.
If anyone at all has any questions or concerns, please feel absolutely free to bring them to me. I will do my best to help.
Thank you for your time.

[ text; cellphone ]
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Biggest Bullshitter of the Year Award goes to... ]
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...Jack and I got into a disagreement.
It's been resolved.
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What kind of disagreement?
Casval, where are you?
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Though if it's not just us, maybe it happens in...pockets?
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PRIVATE; text
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...are you well, Brendan? Stepping off that plane-- My heart stopped, I'm certain.
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Are you all right now? Do you need anything?
essentially
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thats convenient
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( audio )
[ Not the best circumstances, but. It'd always bear saying. Concern shines through, however, clear as a bell, almost like an unspoken question. ]
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[ Elizabeth sounds uncharacteristically tired. Worn down, almost. She lets out a quiet, unsteady puff of breath and offers him a weak laugh. ]
It's good to hear your voice.
[ He's the first person to call her rather than simply respond through text, so he's the first familiar voice she's heard since getting home. ]
Has... Has everyone been all right since I've been gone?
[ Has Casval gone and done anything reckless again? She doesn't know quite how to voice that just yet, so she leaves it unspoken in the silence between her words. ]
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Yours too.
[ That part is in earnest, spoken levelly. ]
Everyone's still here. [ Alive. ] Things have... been happening to us, still.
[ Whether or not to launch into details makes him hesitate. Eventually, he settles on: ]
But it sounds like you've been through a lot.
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I'll put it in the FAQ.
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Has everything been well with you...? It's been quite a while since we've spoken.
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Well, I nearly took someone's arm off and he decided that I get to be the one to kill him if he flips his shit, which is a completely terrifying and unpleasant prospect, and also my best friend kissed me but neither of us has said anything about it since then, so I'm not entirely sure where we stand anymore.]
I've been well enough, I suppose.
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Did you get everything back all at once, too?
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One of the things I'd gotten back randomly popping up out of nowhere in the middle of the airport didn't help either, heh...