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I am quite concerned over matters in Los Angeles. Rhia phoned me today to tell me that not only had they not solved the problem of the constant visions, now Dylan has either disappeared to an alternate dimension or has been sired. I pray it is the former, although that presents the difficulty of finding him. (And god help him if he's been transported to that godawful pixie hell dimension!) In my case, Rixte recognized where I went when the portal opened; in Dylan's case there are no clues whatsoever.
I've half a mind to ask Yuffie it he knows any way to search dimensions, except that I believe I heard that Joan asked him to help when I went through the portal and he was not particularly cooperative. I'm fairly certain he made a face at me when I saw him in the hallway this morning! So instead I will hit the books at the Magic Box tonight.
Cristoff and Eva went off to look at the apartment today, and Rhia said she'd tell Joan to let them move in whether their finances were up to snuff or not, so I should soon be blissfully back in my own place. Preferably before they break and more of my things--I went to turn on a lamp to read the paper this evening and it was gone. Someone had put the lampshade behind the sofa, how very adult of them.
I've half a mind to ask Yuffie it he knows any way to search dimensions, except that I believe I heard that Joan asked him to help when I went through the portal and he was not particularly cooperative. I'm fairly certain he made a face at me when I saw him in the hallway this morning! So instead I will hit the books at the Magic Box tonight.
Cristoff and Eva went off to look at the apartment today, and Rhia said she'd tell Joan to let them move in whether their finances were up to snuff or not, so I should soon be blissfully back in my own place. Preferably before they break and more of my things--I went to turn on a lamp to read the paper this evening and it was gone. Someone had put the lampshade behind the sofa, how very adult of them.