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[perfectsymmetry]

[Action 1: Coming across a droned Kay Faraday while on his paper route was startling to Crowe. It practically gave him chills. Immediately excusing himself from her, he made his way over to her house. There would be an easy way to tell if it was permanent, and that would be her belongings. One look through the living room window would confirm the worst - her big flat screen TV was gone.

Just to make sure, the young thief quickly snuck his way around the back and up to Kay's room while she was still out. Sure enough, her Little Thief computer was gone too. Heartbroken, Crowe collects his former friend's notes she had on their investigative work, and slipped back out, hopefully unnoticed by her housemates.]


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[Phone call filtered from drones/NPCs. Crowe sounds distracted.]

Ah. Everyone might here the drones whispering about the bowling alley. O-Or I think for some, maybe the hotel or a camping trip? Last year it was Makeout Point... A-Anyway, sometime soon we're all going to be stuck somewhere for a few hours. Nothing bad should happen if it's like last time, but you never know what Mayfield will do. Last year we all were, um, paired up in cars for several hours. Ah, the teens I mean. The adults were in the hotel and the kids were at camp, I believe. So. Um. Just to warn you all.

Uh, also, if anyone knows Kay Faraday, she... she's gone now. For good. I thought I'd just. Let people know.

[There's a moment of silence before he hangs up.]

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[Action 2: Oh look, a package for Crowe! Standing at the mailbox, Crowe opens it up, wondering what he has left for the town to send him. Inside is a small, well-worn soccer ball, obviously meant for young child. He gives it a fond smile, turning it over in his hands. His first name is scrawled on it in childish handwriting.]

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[Action 3: Later, Crowe can be found at the diner, sitting in a corner booth by himself with a milkshake. What else would his old BFF do in this situation by cure it with ice cream?

It doesn't seem to be working though. He's barely touched it, opting to sit there with his headphones in, drowning the world out.]

Comments

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Well, there's no guarantee it'll be exactly the same, but right before school started last year, the drone kids were talking about going to Makeout Point, like they are now about the bowling alley. All whispering and making dates. Then suddenly I-I was stuck in a car with some girl I'd never even met for several hours, like w-we were on some kind of forced date. The adults were in the hotels, and the kids were at camp.

[Isn't it a good thing this guy keeps thorough notes?]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

...huh. I'd say that sounds like my kinda thing, but Mayfield's probably going to be out to get us again. Right?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

A-ah, well, I suppose that depends on who you're with, yeah? A-and as long as Mayfield doesn't do anything else this time. I was with, um, someone who was possessed I guess. By... I don't even know what. So technically there was three of us in there.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

Possessed.

You know, I almost wish I could say I didn't believe that.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

In this town, you need to be willing to believe anything. You never know who you'll meet here.

Ah. I don't think we've met, by the way. I'm Calleo Crowe. [Crowe would definitely remember meeting a fellow Irishman.]

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

Cú Chulainn.

[Because screw it, the kid sounded like he had an accent and it had been too long since Lancer had freaked someone out like that. He thought it was pretty damn funny half the time.]

Just call me Lancer. Nice to meet you, kid.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Not only that, Crowe's a well-read person and knows his myths. Lancer wouldn't be the first mythological figure he's met in Mayfield, either. It was a little overwhelming.]

Ah, did you say... you did, didn't you. Ah. N-Nice to meet you too.

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

Heh. Yeah, you probably heard right.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Ah. Well, like I said, the last time it was more of um... an annoyance than anything too terrible. If you're married, you'll probably just end up wherever with your "wife".

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

...I'm not gonna end up locked in a room with that drone, am I? Because I have to tell you, I'll be pretty pissed off if I have to deal with that all day.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

O-Oh, maybe. Too be honest I didn't get a lot of notes on what happened with the adults other than they were pretty much locked up in the hotel with their "spouses". Ah, but the teens this year are whispering about the bowling alley, s-so maybe it'll be different for the adults, too?

[riastrad-ridire.livejournal.com]

Tch...guess it can't be worse than the rest of the crazy shit that goes on around here.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

A-At least no one should die. I hope.