a c t i o n ][cursed][ 006

[diastereomer]

[ Whether Yusuf was quite so protective of Rhada before this dream coming to The City, is debatable. Rhada is quite the intelligent feline, and it doesn't take much more than one trip around the hot, arid streets of Mombasa to find that hand-outs are not common. This might very well be where Yusuf's stray problem stems from.

The point stands:

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[oneminutemaze]

What's not good?

[diastereomer]

Someone left the door to the flat open and Rhada is nowhere to be found.

[oneminutemaze]

What?! [ nooo kitty ]

Where have you looked?

[diastereomer]

[ Today is the saddest day :( ]

I noticed the door was open and ran out into the hall to look for her. She is not in the hall, either of the elevators, or down here in the lobby.

[oneminutemaze]

Could she have gotten into the stairwell?

[ As long as she's not out in the city or out on the roof... ]

[diastereomer]

I- [ Stair......well...... ] Ariadne, you are a brilliant young lady! The stairwell; how could I not check that!

[oneminutemaze]

I try. [ She smiles. ] Keep me on the line, okay?

[diastereomer]

Yes, yes. [ Not really thinking about his reply, and slightly rushed as he's hurrying toward the first floor's stairwell. ]

[oneminutemaze]

[ Well, as long as he doesn't not think enough to hang up on her. ] Careful when you open the door!

[diastereomer]

[ He's careful when he opens the door, hope like a bubble in the back of his throat that a pair of large yellow eyes will be staring up at him with that expectant well? What took you so long? look.

But they aren't, and Yusuf is more let down than he probably should be. ]

She is not in the ground floor's stair well.

[ He should probably... check... all nine... ugh ]

[oneminutemaze]

I... [ That's odd. She can't remember... ]

Are there windows? She might have found one to lounge on, soak up some sun. Maybe up toward the top?

[ Why can't she remember? She's an architect, or close enough. ]

[diastereomer]

No, there are no windows. [ Thankfully. Yusuf has no intentions of using the stairwell as his own personal training regimen. Nine flights: no thank you. Although if it meant finding Rhada...

In the stairwell, the clicking sound of Yusuf's tongue against the roof of his mouth is amplified; the universal here kitty kitty noise no doubt picked up by the device. ]

And if she were on one of the landings she would surely come running... [ But... he should check. So he does. ]

[oneminutemaze]

[ At least it isn't 10 flights?

Ariadne waits, silently hoping that Rhada will show up, even as she looks for her outside -- since that's where she is. ]

Not if she's asleep.

[diastereomer]

This is true, and far be it from her to make my search any easier. [ The small talk actually helps take the frantic edge off.

Which reminds him. ]

Did Arthur get in touch with you?

[oneminutemaze]

Well, she is a cat.

[ Oh, good. ]

Arthur? No, I haven't spoken to him. Did he need something?

[diastereomer]

Forbid anything would inconvenience her.

[ Second flight, still no Rhada... ]

He rang a bit ago and said it would be better if we split the search up. Eames should be looking around buildings 1 to 4, Arthur 5 to 8, and you should check the area near 9 to 12, if you are at all near there.