October 29.

[ofthewhitecity]

[indistinct sounds, and someone picking up the D-Comm]

... Aragorn?

Legolas? Samwise?

...

... Frodo?

...

[clatter of D-Comm being dropped]

(( OOC: There won't be much, if any, of a response; not unless someone manages to convince him that they have something worthwhile to respond to. ))

Comments

[Here's hoping a familar voice gets -something-]

[drunkkareoke]

A-ah...

Faramir? What's going on?

And so it did~ Sort of.

[ofthewhitecity]

[pause and then a scraping sound]

... Madam Haku?

I am merely ... searching for some companions.

[drunkkareoke]

... okay... are you sure you're alright?

[ofthewhitecity]

Yes ... yes. Well enough.

[drunkkareoke]

I-I can help you look... if you want...

[ofthewhitecity]

My thanks, but ... I would not take you from your family.

[drunkkareoke]

If you're sure... it could be dangerous if you go out alone...

Where's his partner?

I'm not really sure, Phasco...

strikes == thought.

[ofthewhitecity]

I am sure, Madam. I am well-versed in the art of warfare and one's own defense.

Partner ...?

... Ah. I ... do not believe I have one. I do not believe I want one.

Re: strikes == thought.

[drunkkareoke]

That's so strange... I thought everyone had one... ah, well, I suppose there's bound to be differences somewhere.

I hope you'll be okay out there. If you need anything you can use the D-Comm to call me back, alright?

[ofthewhitecity]

Very well. Thank you.

*has no intention of doing so*