Voicemail

[notmyownage]

"Right, so, you've reached Claudia. I'm totally not around right now. Sucks to be you. If you don't know what to do with this beeping noise, then you probably have more problems than just not being able to reach me."

*beeeeeeeep*

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[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Claudia got a text, bright and sharp at 8 AM.

Still working on it. Trying biking, driving, swimming (brrr). No success, me or Mulder. Not yet.

[notmyownage]

Claudia texted back.

Going to the Reserves meeting. Any information you want me to share?

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Was researching in non-restricted parts of the Library, last three days. Some since Peter left. Didn't find anything that connected *all* universes in physics section. FWIW.

You okay?

[notmyownage]

I'm fine. Anything you've noticed particular to your universe? They're taking stock.

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

Co-workers gone. Mulder doesn't remember them. No places, or institutions yet, that we've noticed on comparison.

Anything clear yet?

[notmyownage]

Just that this whole thing massively sucks for pretty much everyone. I'll keep you updated.

[showmetheproof.livejournal.com]

I'll text back around noon. So Claudia wouldn't have to worry she'd disappeared with no warning. Thanks, Claudia.