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[fears_nothing]

After seeing Hal disappear and talking with Susan the day before, Niko had pretty much decided that the missing people were still on the island. Too many at once to be random disappearances and given what had happened with the body switching, apparently not all that uncommon. Even the rain was an aberration from normal island weather, after all,

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[mutant_gi_jesus]

Cable had bumped into Zell the day before and the younger man had been frantic about the supposed disappearance of his girlfriend. In the end Cable had just given him a gun and not asked too many questions. He thought that he owed him that much.

Still, it was the sort of thing that made him curious and so he'd kept an ear out for news. Which meant that he'd spent most of his day in the kitchen, eavesdropping.

And when he saw the look on Niko's face he figured that time might have just payed off.

[fears_nothing]

Niko didn't know this man, but it wasn't surprising; he tried to keep his distance on the island. He was cordial, certainly, but forming close relationships had never been a wise idea in his and Cal's line of work, unless the person could handle themselves accordingly when faced with fear of pain and death.

He nodded slightly at the other man. "Have you had anyone disappear? I'm thinking it might be a good idea to organize a few search parties."

[mutant_gi_jesus]

"No," Cable replied curtly. "But, a friend came to me yesterday to borrow a gun. His girlfriend had disappeared and he wanted to check that she still wasn't somewhere on the Island."

"And if he finds that there's ten or twenty people that needed to be escorted back here, he'll be over his head very quickly. So, if you're making a party? I'm in."

[fears_nothing]

"I am," Niko confirmed. "It depends on how many show up and what sort of skill sets we have, but I think groups of four or five might be the best. I'm assuming you have firearms training?"

He had mentioned giving a gun to a friend and Niko thought it was fairly irresponsible to carry a weapon you weren't trained in. He hoped this man felt the same.

[dichotomos]

This was complete and utter bullshit. I just want to put that out there at the start. Maybe we weren't being hunted by Auphe or stalking immortal megalomaniacs across America, but fuck the island, okay? Fuck Tabula Rasa.

I was seated at one of the tables in the kitchen, systematically taking the Eagle apart and cleaning it in what was a completely pointless attempt at keeping it and its precious bullets dry. I'd been wanting to get out to dinosaur territory since I'd showed up, but this was absolutely not the way I'd hoped to go about it.

[fears_nothing]

"You may need that later," Niko said, peering over Cal's shoulder to check as he cleaned the gun. He shouldn't have worried; Cal babied the Eagle the way Niko had cared for all his swords, but it was still habit. Habits, in Niko's opinion, weren't necessarily all bad.

"As far as I know, both Hal and Susan's son have gone missing. I'm not sure about anyone else. You wouldn't happen to have seen Goodfellow or the Peri recently, have you?"

Both of them could likely handle themselves, even without supernatural powers, but Niko liked the idea of know just who went missing and when. It made it much easier to organize search parties.

[dichotomos]

"I can put it back together inside thirty seconds, Dad," I irritably reminded Nik as I began to do exactly that, parts sliding smoothly back together as I continued speaking.

"Unless he'd been drinking all day, I'm not worried about Goodfellow," I added, cocking the gun with a satisfying click. Eyes narrowed, I trained it on the refrigerator across the room and then leaned back, tipping the muzzle toward the ceiling. "Besides, if something had happened to him, Ish would let us know and vice versa."

[fears_nothing]

"But if both went at once," Niko started, then trailed off. Either would be fine, without powers, and Niko was fairly confident in that assessment. No need to worry about those who could help themselves.

"Hal disappeared in front of me. Have you seen anyone go missing? I'm not sure what time it was when Hal did, only that it was yesterday morning."

Niko thought for a moment, rubbing his chin a little. "If the others disappeared at the same time, that indicates something, but I don't have any idea what, or if it's significant."

[tricksthetreat]

Didn't have to be a genius to realize that something had gone very badly wrong here on the Island. Even before she'd had the first person ask if she'd seen a missing loved one there was just an air of... disturbance around. And after people had started asking around, the point was moot anyway. But Trixa needed more information. She needed to know, because if this shit was a regular occurrence, she was going to tie Zeke to her whether he liked it or not.

There were lots of ways to get information. Cash (which didn't exist here), violence and threats (which would probably be overkill in a place like this), alcohol (which gave mixed results) and just plain asking for it. Needless to say, the latter required finding people and with the amount of rain still coming down she headed to the largest gathering areas she knew of, sure they'd contain at least some likely subjects.

The kitchen was her first stop. People have to eat, and they like to eat when they're scared. And with these disappearances, there had to be some pretty scared people

[youwereameteor]

He'd promised Reid that he'd stay hydrated and that he'd be sensible about this, and eating - that's the first step. He doesn't personally know anyone that's gone, which doesn't mean that he's going to be anywhere but on a search party. There's a thing you do because you want to and I think you do because it's the right thing.

He glances up and watches her move around the kitchen.

"Things'll get going soon," he says.

[tricksthetreat]

"What is this? This sort of thing happen often?"

She was still concerned. This... event didn't bode well for her security in this place.

[youwereameteor]

"The island fucks with people regularly enough. Nothing on this scale since I've been there," says Jim, reaching for his water-glass.

"The snow was pretty epic, though."

[supersmeller]

When Gus walked into the kitchen, for once he was not focused on food. Shawn had completely vanished, and Gus knew he had just left him in the Psych office. Funnily enough, he had left for food then, to bring back...

Anyway. The point was that Shawn was gone, and apparently so were many other people. Luckily, that meant his best friend was probably still on the island, not back in Santa Barbara where it was dry and warm and had real Chinese food and jerk chicken.

Still. Gus was kind of worried.

[speakscanadian]

"Hey! Hey," Ray strode over, catching Gus by the elbow, his head still scanning the room just in case any of the invisible people decided to pop back up again. "Gus. Have you seen Jules? Or Asher?" Ray knew the latter hadn't gone poof with the masses because he'd already checked the day before but that didn't mean he hadn't disappeared since. "I saw him yesterday but nothing since."

[supersmeller]

"I try not to voluntarily talk to Asher or his sister," Gus replied, still looking around the room for the same reason Ray was. Of course, now that Juliet's name was brought up, he felt kind of guilty for not looking for her specifically sooner.

"Now that you mention it, I haven't seen Jules either..." He was less worried about her than Shawn, though. She had common sense and a gun.

[speakscanadian]

Ray grunted at the comment about the Talos siblings, figuring Gus's sentiment wasn't exactly rare. "He's okay," was all he replied with a shrug. The jury was still out on Danica.

"I'm sure I've seen her but I just can't..." Ray lifted a hand to gesture at his head; it had been all over the place for the past couple of weeks. "Can't be sure when."

[of_badfaith]

Draco Malfoy was most certainly not the search party type. Running headlong into danger had never been his style. He would be happy to pass on that responsibility to a more qualified, and clearly idiotic individual.

Still, he'd spent the last twenty-four hours in a state of near panic.

She'd been there one moment, and then she wasn't, and the fact was, he rather cared about the well-being of one Luna Lovegood, no matter how vehemently he might deny that fact. So, in his panic, he found himself in the compound, hoping to find others in the same predicament as himself. At least in that case, he might find some bloody answers.

[giftless]

Edmund was in a surly mood, the type you can get into when things aren't going your way at all. And when the rain's pouring buckets, you're stuck at least for that moment in a place you don't want to be, and your only nephew has either disappeared from existence or into the company of dinosaurs, I think it's safe to say things aren't going your way at all

[of_badfaith]

Yours.

It wasn't something he felt the need to admit freely, his first instinct to insist that no one was his, let alone a girl like her, but in the end, he swallowed his pathetically wounded pride, scrubbed a hand over his darkly rimmed eyes and said, "Luna. Again. I'm honestly considering putting a leash on that girl."

[giftless]

He smiled faintly, but it was a weak thing, not something heartily felt. There was too much going on to glean genuine amusement out of anything. "She'd probably find a way to slip out anyway," Edmund said. "Can she take care of herself? At all?"