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[acivilservant]

[SOMEBODY HAS BEEN BEDRIDDEN AND QUARANTINED FOR OVER A WEEK. HE'S GOT A LOT OF CATCHING UP TO DO]

((for all your guy-are-you-dead need!))

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[fomicrymeariver]

[there is a knock on my patio door]

Ah. Guy.

[acivilservant]

[Lets self in then]

Hey, have you seen Luke around? I started with the mess hall, since that seemed like the first place he might go, but no luck. I figured, you're the last person who probably saw him.

[fomicrymeariver]

[completely calm]

Have you checked the hotel?

[acivilservant]

What, you mean our room? Luke's... not exactly the type to just sit around and wait. I would have thought you'd have figured that out by now.

[fomicrymeariver]

[shrugs and resumes reading his morning newspaper or ... whatever it is]

[acivilservant]

...You... really think he's there?

[fomicrymeariver]

[rustling of papers, but no response otherwise. Maybe some tea-sipping.]

[acivilservant]

[...Okay then I will go check. Timebending goes here.]

[acivilservant]

[...step step step step step step step--]

--Jade!

[fomicrymeariver]

Toast? The butter's fresh.

[acivilservant]

Jade, what the hell! Why is Luke locked in our room!?

[fomicrymeariver]

Is he really? What a surprise.

[acivilservant]

Jade!

[fomicrymeariver]

Guy! I seem to have misplaced the key!

[acivilservant]

[Face palm. Or. Some other gesture of frustration]

You could have tried asking his Majesty, couldn't you? He's in charge of this building right? So he must know where there are other keys.

[fomicrymeariver]

[putting whatever he was reading down]

"In charge" is possibly too generous of a term.