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[Bones is missing. Buffy hardly believed it at first--she had been distracted the first night by her argument with Jack and the subsequent solace found in Spike's apartment. But then the note is still on the fridge, days later. It isn't so strange for Buffy and Bones simply not to cross paths but...for this long

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[lists_to_port]

Erm...Buffy, I can't talk now, but...Are you there?

[Whispered.]

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[slaying]

[Her voice is dead cold. Buffy still hasn't forgiven Jack for their last argument.]

Of course I'm here. Kinda dumb to put up a missing-persons thing and not be here to reap the rewards, huh?

[voice]

[lists_to_port]

[Coldness--noted. Jack tries to proceed in a cheerful "gonna deliver the bad news in the most hey-it's-not-really-my-fault" manner possible. Still whispering.]

Right.

...

About your doctor...

[voice]

[slaying]

[What had previously been just a smidgen of lacklustre attention now explodes into something far more keen and rapt.]

You've seen him? [Her voice sounds as though it is wound oh-so-tight with worry.]

[voice]

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[There's a pause, during which Jack is wincing. Once the wincing is complete, he'll continue.]

Right. Uh...yes.

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Where?

[She grabs hold of her journal and pulls it close--putting herself into view and her small square is filled with an exceptional expression. A cross between anguish and hope. It shoes just how much Bones has come to mean to her.]

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I can't tell you that.

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[slaying]

Jack. [There is an undertone of a growl in her voice.] I'm so not in the mood to play humour the crazy guy today. If you have some knowledge? Drop it on me. If not, don't waste my time. It's pretty much my most precious commodity.

[She is rather cheesed off, and so exaggerates. There is a definite edge of not caring alongside that growl.]

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[lists_to_port]

Buffy. I might have a bout with madness now and again, but I am not crazy. Today.

I can't tell you where he is, because then you'd find me, wouldn't you.

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[slaying]

Jack, I couldn't give less of a damn about where you are if I wa--wait. You're with him? Why on Earth are you with Bones? Where've you been?

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I...

[Where does one begin?]

Bones: quite good at healing injuries, isn't he? With his little blinky dermawhosit.

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[slaying]

I guess. I haven't seen his tech at work, yet. Not all of it. [She frowns to herself.] Why, is someone hurt? He left a note about work--has he gone to get his Good Samaritan on?

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[lists_to_port]

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Buffy, I---

[There's a very abrupt end-of-transmission]

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[slaying]

What--? [But he's gone. And she curses beneath her breath because apparently--and annoyingly--the sloshed pirate is her best lead. Great. Just dandy.

Buffy, resigned, shuts the journal after the transmission cuts off.]