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[network] Day 252; @dickcheese, text

[ How the hell did he let a day go by? ...well. Disorientation, panic, freaky shadows literally shadowing him -- there are excuses. They're just pretty crummy.

Time to face the world. ]

If you're an obit-stalker, you probably know this already, but I'm alive, okay, and unlike SOME PEOPLE, actually kept my memories.

Except I have no freaking clue where I am. Like, I KNOW I'm in the fire station, but I have NO IDEA where that is. It's like my mental map of this place has been completely scrambled. Kind of not great if I want to avoid getting locked out again.

[ This applies to indoors as well, but the general populace doesn't need to know he's getting lost in the buildings themselves. ]

Is anyone nearby? I'm gonna need a guide until this wears off.

And does anybody know where Dumpy is? If he's okay?

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Steph.

I love ya but I don't know if I believe that.

[ Jack is hollering in the background while staying high enough to... hopefully avoid being grabbed. BLAH BLAH LYRING TEENYBOPPING BANDIT ]

Just be as careful as you can, please!

Wow, rude much?

[ This is why you throw things, there's no such thing as too high to get a pillow lobbed at you. ]

Should I send him back, or will he only get you double lost?

I'd have Jack as a guide, which is hhhhngh.

Hold onto him, Steph, I'm more worried about him finding Angel when she's all memory-goofed.

Don't worry about it, he seems pretty stuck on me.

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And if he tries to leave before Ange has her memories back I'll just leash him.

Oh my god.

Just do that now, it'll be hilarious.

[ She turns on the camera to show him Dumpy, a shoelace looped and tied around his various mechanisms, rope leash dangling in the direction of the camera, still screaming. ]

Yeah, that ship kinda sailed when you dropped the ball on blabbing to Angel. He tried to escape and slammed into the wall.

-- Buddy! Shh!

[ And just that easy, Dumpy is quiet, settling happily in Steph's lap with a content smeep.

God, Jack is so sick of smeeps. He groans, having (very temporarily) lost the Shriek Advantage. ]

'He won't stay quiet forever, kiddo.'

Long enough, old... -o. ...that sounded better in my head.

[ face. in. yaoi hand. ]

[ She throws her other hand towel at Jack. ]

"Grandpa". The word you want is "grandpa".

[ The following message is very loud. More than loud enough to reach anyone floating around on any ceilings. Just sayin'. ]

DAD! I'M IN AN UNDERGROUND TUNNEL IN THE RADIATION AREA! RUN FOR IT!

[ Ow ]

He doesn't actually have any control over Dumpy, I don't think. But we're on the east wall headed south, if you want to come down here.

I'm not going out there! I'm waiting this out in safety like I'm supposed to. >:|

Good plan honestly. I'll see if I can head that way after meeting up with House. Idk how good he is at following directions. I'm not at all sure how or why he found me.

[ Also she's not letting Angel and Jack be alone together without Angel's proper memories, sorry not sorry? ]

Mmhmm. Rhys said you hate his guts.
My dad's, I mean.
But do you *really* hate him enough to keep him from his daughter? With me being so recently dead??

[ WHY STEPH! WHYYYYYYYYYYYY ]

[ Rhys needs to learn to keep his stupid mouth shut. ]

Who's keeping him? I'm getting him back to you. I just need to get to House first, for my own reasons.

So you'll not have any problem with letting him speak to me to confirm that?

[ >8CCCCCCCCCC ]

I don't like to encourage him talking. The incessant screaming is bad enough already.

HEY, DAD, SCREAM LOUDER

[ m a t u r e ]

Yeah, he's not the one screaming. [ She turns the audio on then off before Jack realizes she's done it, so Angel can hear: AaaAAAAa-- ] He's just occasionally coming up with new insults to fling at me. I'm training him off of it.

[ SHOWS WHAT U KNO STEPH ]

'Hey! Dumpster! You wanna see Angel, right? So go! Mush! Andele, you little trash heap!'

[ And Dumpy, the ever loyal one, shrieks before following the hologram's pointing finger. Jack laughs, image melding into yaoi hands with middle fingers raised.

Until he hits the door. Then the laughter dies. ]

[ Jack gets a hand towel thrown at him with zero comment while Steph gets up to wrassle Dumpy into her lap. A shoelace gets wrapped around his various appendages and tied to the rope leash that Steph will now be tugging him along with.

Suck it, Jack. ]

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