[network] Day 252; @dickcheese, text

[headjacked]

[ 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?

Comments

private video;

[headjacked]

Hiya.

[ Once again, Beckett, you get a video. Of an equally-beaming face, still slightly flush with MN flu and an extra touch of... well, being touched. His smile is small and subdued.

And something is filling his once-empty sleeve. ]

Stay Put is Plan B, I - I think I can navigate as long as Alphonse or Zell or both are giving me live directions. Then I don't have to worry at all.

private video; the iCON OMG

[bookofnope]

[Well, isn't that a sight. Beckett's eyes widen in obvious attention drawn to that full sleeve. He wasn't actually expecting this. Though Rhys doesn't seem alarmed, which means...]

You do seem in improved condition at least. I take it the arm is... still without a will of its own?

[LOOK YOU COME UP WITH A BETTER WAY TO PUT IT]

I have every faith in Zell, but live directions are complicated without landmarks, which this city isn't famous for. Do you know if you can even walk in a straight line?