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Morning After Meme.

Because there's no way this could go horribly wrong! :D

((backdated to early Christmas morning, following this post.))

You don't know me, but J's a friend someone I care my old boss

Oh, to hell with this. I know J. You're important to him & considering he sent Mac to look for you during the plagues, you're also a shapeshifter, which might be relevant.

He's a dog right now, & he's not at all rational. Reads me as a threat, same for Mac, though she's trying to keep him from being stupid anyway.

I think he might pay attention to you if you tried to get through to him.

I know the latest post on the journal network is probably making you want to dismember things right now.

It's doing the same to me, for reasons... Well, I've explained them to your subconscious, but not to you directly. I'd say it's a fun little story, but really, it's anything but.

Gwen knows the details, but if she's sympathetic and understanding or asks me if I'm all right I might stab her with something, and that's a habit that won't have ended well for me one timeline over, so best to skip it entirely.

All of which is a long-winded way of asking if you can spare the emotional energy to talk.

Over the journals is fine.

[[Backdated to shortly after Sark went missing.]]

Suzie's got her laptop, a handful of carefully-selected CCTV images, and a Plan. Well, sort of a Plan. It's really more like desperation, which she doesn't much care for in principle.

Julian is missing. She intends to find him. But to do that, she'll need some help. Thus, she's looking for Tosh.

And won't explaining this be fun?

[[OOC: The poetry filter is for whoever out there likes poetry, so as not to annoy people who don't.]]

Black Rook in Rainy Weather

On the stiff twig up there
Hunches a wet black rook
Arranging and rearranging its feathers in the rain-
I do not expect a miracle
Or an accident

To set the sight on fire
In my eye, nor seek
Any more in the desultory weather some design,
But let spotted leaves fall as they fall
Without ceremony, or portent.

Although, I admit, I desire,
Occasionally, some backtalk
From the mute sky, I can't honestly complain:
A certain minor light may still
Lean incandescent

Out of kitchen table or chair
As if a celestial burning took
Possession of the most obtuse objects now and then --
Thus hallowing an interval
Otherwise inconsequent

By bestowing largesse, honor
One might say love. At any rate, I now walk
Wary (for it could happen
Even in this dull, ruinous landscape); sceptical
Yet politic, ignorant

Of whatever angel any choose to flare
Suddenly at my elbow. I only know that a rook
Ordering its black feathers can so shine
As to seize my senses, haul
My eyelids up, and grant

A brief respite from fear
Of total neutrality. With luck,
Trekking stubborn through this season
Of fatigue, I shall
Patch together a content

Of sorts. Miracles occur.
If you care to call those spasmodic
Tricks of radiance
Miracles. The wait's begun again,
The long wait for the angel,

For that rare, random descent.

-- Sylvia Plath

I heard about what happened.

I can't imagine what you must be going through right now, but if you need anything...

Just let me know, all right?

Take care of yourself.

( i play the game by your rules ... i'm not crying )

It looks like the most recent plague is affecting shapeshifters -- they get stuck in one form and fall ill. Considering the Biblical version killed off a good portion of the livestock, if you know any shapeshifters, this would be a very good time to find them and make sure they're receiving some form of medical care.

[Locked to Kashtta residents]

I'm looking for Luke. I don't know both of his shifter forms, but one of them's a kitten, so if you find that kitten or any other animal you don't recognise, please get him to either Juliet or Owen and then let me know you've found him.

Juliet, Owen, sorry for volunteering you, but for all that neither of you is trained in veterinary medicine, we don't have someone that is, so you're the next best thing.

[Locked to Julian Sark]



Remember what I said, Julian. If you die first, I will be VERY PISSED OFF.

Please just let me know you're all right. I know you're not in a form that can WRITE today, but please, when you get through this, LET ME KNOW.