[Day 59] Public Channel

[whattaprick]

[ The Nightrider’s message is brief and harried: ]

If you’re at the Carnival, stay there. If not, start heading back. Don’t go running off into the books like headless goats.

I’m going to look for the Scribe.

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[soft_focus]

[Hi, Problem, big problem-] Umnh...

We started doing that when the radio started having fights on it, but...

[At the moment, Reira is somewhere...Dark. Holding her tiny shield with as much focus as can be mustered just for light, as she looks to her brother and the 'sparrow' Foster twisted up as a ride.] ....Even though we were moving really fast, we're still not back...

...None of the shelves look like the ones you'd see on the way back either...

[atouts]

[ God, he knows no one was supposed to leave the carnival alone, but considering the circumstances— ]

I can't reach them or the carnival. The shadows here are closed to me.

[ So here's Childermass, actually, seriously sounding distressed where everyone can hear him (even if only over a radio). ]

[chronosynthesis]

Alone? [If Syrlya had blood pressure it'd probably be spiking.]

[seniorvicejanitor]

[ rhys hasn't left the carnival. a few of tyki's warnings had gotten through and he'd just stayed there, trying to figure things out and, of course, cleaning shit up. there was always shit to clean up. ]

Does this mean I shouldn't mount a rescue attempt?

[ not that he'd been thinking about it but if he brought up the idea and someone told him not to, he could at least say he tried. ]

[starseedling]

Um... I...

I think I might be lost, too.

[He'd run out to try to help Lapis, and then Peridot, and now he has no idea where he is.]

[prazerbutterfly]

I hope you aren't alone, Mister Ram.

[Because he understands some supervisors are special and like to go alone because they can.]

... I'm floating from group to group when I can.

[spaghettimonster]

I'm already out... If I promise to keep my head on, can I do a little searching for people?

[anti_nonsense]

[Rita's voice sounds tired and dry compared to usual.]

Hypocrite.

['Don't go running off', he says as he runs off.]

I'd give you a report, but it sounds like you already got the gist of it.