The Eighth Scale - [Private/Video/Audio] Locked to Cave.

[swordandscales]

Mr Johnson...?

Cave?

I've searched up and down, high and low in the city over and over, Caroline doesn't seem to be anywhere and to be honest I'm getting worried.

But don't worry, It's a safe bet she isn't dead, If she was she would have just shown up again at the ink well a few days later.

Hows your search going?

Comments

[iowntheplace]

[Cave take a while to appear on screen, almost as if he's holding the communicator the wrong way. And once he does appear on screen the reason becomes obvious. Cave is a MESS. A drunk, disheveled, mess.]

I DON'T KNOW!

[Nope, not bothered by his missing assistant. Why even ask?]

[swordandscales]

Hey, no need to yell! I was only trying to-

[A big sigh, It should have been obvious Cave was going to go and do something like drink himself silly.]

With all respect Cave, I'm sure Caroline wouldn't like seeing you do this to yourself.

[iowntheplace]

Doin'...

[Cave looks around, dizzied and confused, before letting out a hiccup.]

Doin' what? And where's my pants?

[Video]

[swordandscales]

I'm only just about two hundred in dragon years Cave, I'm still classed as an infant by my relatives I shouldn't have to be taking care of a grown up human male! And-

[Where ARE his pants? Oh God. He's not wearing pants. Ick, Ick, Ick.]

UGH! I DON'T EVEN WANNA KNOW WHAT YOU'VE DONE WITH YOUR PANTS.

I'm coming over. AGAIN. If you don't find someway of covering up by the time I'm over there, I'm setting whatever's left of your alchohol on fire and don't think I won't!