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[ghostlocked]

[ The next time Lorna returns to her room, she'll find a necklace dangling from one of her bedposts. On it is a makeshift pendant: A twist of wires bent into the approximation of the Mets logo.

On her pillow is a note, written in small, neat handwriting. ]

OLIVE BRANCH? (THE METS STILL SUCK.)

—HH

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[geomagnetically]

[ and when she does, she sends a text when she sees it ]

This is so cute, thank you! I'm sure it pained you to make, so I also appreciate the sacrifice.

voice;

[ghostlocked]

Eh, I've dealt with worse.

[ And look at that, no more echo! ]

[geomagnetically]

You sound less... echo-y. Should I assume you're all good now?

Also, there's a blank envelope with something inside that is taped above your door if you haven't found it already.

[inside is a note telling him to check outside behind a broken flowerpot, where there's a note that says to check her usual workstation at the blacksmith's shop, where there's a note that directs him to look in a specific book in a bookstore and turn to page 54 where a note is tucked in and tells him to go to the moot hall and find a box in the corner. Inside that box is a set of four metal cups. Merry Christmas, Harlan.]

[ghostlocked]

Yeah, all good. Uh, hold on.

[ He's quiet for a couple minutes while he hunts down the envelope... and then the flower pot. At that point, it's clear that this isn't gonna be a quick "grabbing the mail" kind of errand. He heads back inside to grab his coat, and then it's off to the blacksmith shop, apparently. ]

So cool of you to send me on an adventure around town when you thought I was still stuck blasting my thoughts to everyone around me.

[ He's laughing, but also, goddammit. ]

[geomagnetically]

I'm hilarious. That's not why I did it, though - the thought blasting - I just wanted to make you mildly work for it.

[ She also laughs some. ]

I'm like a fitbit.

[ Sure.

???!

Whatever that means. ]

[ghostlocked]

Mildly? You know I was trying to avoid people, right? Pretty tough to do on a scavenger hunt when the Void's all shrunken.

[ Not to mention it's cold. But whatever, he's on his way to the blacksmith shop. Luckily his apartment is pretty central and it's not too far away. ]

[geomagnetically]

Better than a full town to go searching in? If this were New York, I would put it on top of the Statue of Liberty just for that. [ She's teasing. Mostly. Probably. :D ]

[ghostlocked]

Then your present would be lost to time. I'm not shelling out like fifty bucks to fight through a bunch of dumbass tourists.

[geomagnetically]

Have you ever heard of parachutes? [#affectionate]

[ghostlocked]

Parachute's not gonna get me up there, and you know there's gonna be a line.

[ But, hold please, he's at the blacksmith shop... and after a minute or two of silence, he groans. He's found the next clue, apparently. ]

[geomagnetically]

No but jumping out of a plane while wearing one will. Problem solved.

[ Is it solved, though??? Is it?? ]

How's the exploring going?

[ghostlocked]

You have unrealistic expectations.

[ By the time he responds, he's already on his way to the next location. ]

How many clues are there, exactly? Fuck, can't even really call 'em clues, can you?

[geomagnetically]

I know, right?

[ anyway— ]

I haven't put down like twenty if that's what you mean.