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[whattaprick]

Well, that was a shitshow.

[ Lambert's voice, on the line, is even pricklier than usual. He's only saying what he's pretty sure everyone's thinking, okay. ]

Who's still here?

[ Someone hasn't been clued in yet on the possibility that radio chatter crosses dimensions. How do magic box talking things even work, man. Sup new vampire buddies. ]

Comments

[whattaprick]

What? No. [ That just genuinely throws him off; it's the last thing on his mind. ]

I'm asking you if she had a second-in-command. Someone who'd usually take over if she was busy with something else.

[ 'busy' being rather euphemistic in this case... ]

[fortuneglass]

Oh, phew...

[Ah...but...] ...Sh...she didn't...I don't think it would have occurred to her, actually!

[whattaprick]

[ ... given the relatively little he knows of Mari, that actually sounds 100% plausible. ]

Maybe not, but we can't just sit around with our thumbs up our asses, either.

[insidescoop]

Obviously not! That's why we need to be asking around, isn't it? I'm already working on a list of who's here so far...I'm checking the tent to see if we have any employee listings...

[whattaprick]

While you do that, I'm going to see if I can get some silver.

[insidescoop]

Right! Good idea!

[Off they go on their separate ways then-]