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Claudia Donovan ([personal profile] notmyownage) wrote2011-11-08 01:30 pm
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Room 317, All day Tuesday

Claudia had barely made it to class yesterday, and once she'd seen they were doing a movie, had spent the whole time brainstorming in her notebook.

Why? Well, see, this weekend she'd gotten a really terrible voicemail. And it was the kind of thing she couldn't not follow up on.

Too bad she was running into dead-ends whatever she tried. Not that it was ever easy to hack into another dimension entirely to trace phone records.

Then she got the email from Portalocity.

"Technical difficulties, huh? Does that mean you broke my friend's dimension?"

What? It made as much sense as any other explanation.

[ooc: door is mostly closed, post is entirely open.]
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[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-11-08 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"We had classes together," Quinn confirmed. "And I should totally hire somebody to be my laundry's keeper, you know."

She sighed, flopping back to sit amid the not-quite-right things she'd pulled out of her drawer. "Is he okay?"
notmyownage: (*is emo*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-11-08 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Claudia ran her hand over her hair. "I don't know. He left me this weird voicemail and now I can't get in contact with him or anything in his universe at all." Hence blaming Portalocity.

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-11-08 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ohhhh," Quinn said, scrunching up her face. "Could it just be like a power outage? Like -- they had a storm or something?"
notmyownage: (*goes "uhhhh"*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-11-08 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"I guess? It's not like I know anyone else from his dimension that I can check in with. I've just been generally going for government agencies and things."
Edited 2011-11-08 19:47 (UTC)

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-11-08 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hackers?" Quinn wondered. "On TV when the whole Internet goes down it's always hackers. Or terrorists."

"Either way," she added, "I hope you find him. You sound sort of worried."
notmyownage: (*is standing by*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-11-08 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Considering Peter was making final requests, Claudia didn't think she was worrying needlessly.

Quinn didn't need to know that part, though.

"Yeah, it's probably something like that. I'm just a worrier."

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-11-09 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't blame you," Quinn said. "The island's been behaving itself for practically a month. It's past time for things to get bizarre again."
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-11-09 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
"I wonder if things actually end up worse the longer it goes without doing something? Someone should start charting that stuff."

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-11-09 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
Quinn groaned. "Don't say that. You're going to give it ideas and it'll be normal all year and then just explode in a big shower of weird on the day of prom."
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-11-09 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Honestly, I'm okay with weird. It's when things try to eat us that I start to freak out."

[identity profile] chief-cheerio.livejournal.com 2011-11-09 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I just don't like it when I totally lose my mind," Quinn said. "At least you can hit monsters with a stick or something."
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2011-11-09 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
Claudia grimaced, showing off still fairly pointy teeth. "Right. I try not to think about that bit."
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