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[towered]

[ There's the sound of quiet, fearful breathing. A gasp. Some rustling as she stands and...quickly falls to her knees once more. She doesn't have it in her to stand. ]


I'm---alive? But...[ But how? ]


[ Some time later a text goes out: ]

What

What day is it?

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[dewebbed]

Clive's still here if you were looking for him! Has he talked to you yet? [ Jack does remember she was close with him, so maybe she'd like to see him again...? ]

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[towered]

Yes! He's just contacted me, thankfully. I'm glad he's still here--Ah, though, I mean. Not that this is a particularly good place to be, but.

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[dewebbed]

Yeah, I know what you mean. It's always nice to have friends around in a place like this, just to talk to.

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[towered]

Exactly that! It would be terribly depressing, to be the only one here.

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[dewebbed]

Yeah. I doubt I'd even be able to make it. [ kind of a grim thought. but Discedo has developed into quite the knitted little community ]

The city's still mostly the same though, if you were scared you missed anything! We had a flood, so it might still be a little wet in places, but it's still Discedo.

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[towered]

Ah. That's good. I'm glad everything was...well, as well as it could be.

No one was hurt in the flood, I hope?

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[dewebbed]

No, I don't think so. I mean, I think we would have figured it out, right? [ that is a worrying thought, though she can't see that's how he feels with text ]

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[towered]

Oh, I'm sure you all would have. I mean, this place is very close-knit, you know?

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[dewebbed]

Yeah. It feels like everybody at least has seen everyone else around, even if they haven't talked to them.