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[blackbirdsing]

Hey, this is Sarah. We talked the day I got here. And I'm pretty sure I owe you a drink.

<3333 let's do this!!!

[shrinkage]

Sarah! Hi! Yes, that is a thing that is true. The drink that we should definitely have and I've been actually looking forward to having.
But I did sort of run into a large problem today. And I'll understand if you'd rather not have a drink with me now because it's no small matter. Because you might think it's just a tall tale, but I promise I'm not blowing it out of proportion.
I'm about 70 feet tall right now.

[blackbirdsing]

[Well, on the list of things she never expected to hear, that's definitely pretty high up there. She has no idea what to say at first, but she can't just leave him hanging, so.]

I definitely feel like I need to see this. I mean, no drink may be big enough, but. I'd like to...talk? Keep you company? What is it 70 ft. people do?

[shrinkage]

I'll let you know when I figure it out. But I'd love some company. You can help me figure out how not to bellow everything I say.

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[trigeminalheadache]

Ray. Where are you right now?

[shrinkage]

Banging my head against the wall because the answer to this puzzle is really not simple at all...
Why?

[trigeminalheadache]

Have you seen the message Darcy posted?

[shrinkage]

oh my god

[ the text feels so insufficient. but in his rush and panic ray totally forgoes punctuation so that's. yep. ]

[trigeminalheadache]

The other body. The mirror she mentioned.

[ Is there an easy way to say this, besides not saying anything at all? ]

It's your mirror, Ray.

[shrinkage]

[ he types and retypes and it takes awhile because darcy had told him-- but he can't-- ]

Is she OK?

[trigeminalheadache]

[ And here we handwave the details of any injuries. ]

She's in shock, but some of the others who know her better are here for her. I don't really know their names and it doesn't feel like the greatest time to ask.

[shrinkage]

Are you OK?

[ because ... that handwaved injury list. yikes. ]

[trigeminalheadache]

I'm fine.

[ You know, as fine as she can be with seeing two friends (or a friend and an evil version of the other friend) dead. She's not really letting herself feel it right now. ]

[shrinkage]

Can I help? Full disclosure- it's sort of selfish. I need to do something and I don't think showing my face there is going to do anything but make matters worse.

[trigeminalheadache]

[ He's probably right about that, as much as she hates the idea of it. But that's probably another use of the Mirrors, right? Sow discord and distrust. ]

Yeah, of course. I'm sure there's something to be done without possibly further upseting Darcy.

[shrinkage]

Well, I could start at the coffee shop. Do you guys want drinks?

[ raymond pls. you can't fix murderspree with caffeine, bud. ]

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[blackbirdsing]

dress.png

[It's a dress. Pretend it's on a hanger. But it's her dress for learning how to tango. They'll get interrupted by an event, but they definitely don't know that for sure yet. So for now. It's a picture. Of a dress. That she is going to wear for him.

This is ridiculous, but she sends it anyway. Something to look forward to, maybe? ]

This weekend?

[trigeminalheadache]

[ She isn't going to ask either woman. It doesn't feel right at this moment. ]

I don't know that I'd recommend anything with caffeine for Jemma or Darcy. Something decaf. Or chamomile tea.

[ Cisco always brought her tea in times like these. ]

[shrinkage]

[ it takes him like a minute to respond. because. oh yes. that is a dress that -- yes. yep. wow. ]

Sounds great! I'm really looking forward to looking like an idiot in front of you xD

[shrinkage]

Herbal tea, that's smart. Do you want chamomile too?

〈 caitlin's ability to act empathetically while still making her intention clear is something ray appreciates in this moment. admires it a little, too. 〉

[blackbirdsing]

We're gonna be idiots together, it's okay.

[shrinkage]

I don't think you could be an idiot, even if you tried really hard.

video

[catchacold]

[This is video on purpose. Leonard's bruised, he's in his room.

Serious.]

You and I? We have to talk, Raymond.

video

[shrinkage]

[ at first, ray wants to cop full attitude. but ... wow. his voice is flat, and he turns back to his work at sarah's kitchen table. ]

So, talk.

video

[catchacold]

[There is so much he wants to say. A lot of it has the word 'idiot' in it and some, much better hidden and certain to never actually be uttered, would simply ask him to get him, to understand, at least once, because he's alone and isolated from Mick even though he is here and even though he has no future any more anywhere else and it turns out that a heart that's crumbling away becomes much harder to ignore.

But this isn't how things go.]

In person.