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[ex_question191]

[ stiles looks like he's tamping down on some serious worry. he's trying to sound casual, but there's definitely concern in his eyes, the corner of his mouth tight with tension, and his leg bounces with a nervous anxiety. ]

Hey, uh. Has anyone out there seen my dad? Probably introducing himself as Stilinski. He's zero twelve, zero twenty-four. I already went by his room, 'cause we were meant to— anyway, he's not there, and I heard all the messages about we're not supposed to just go wandering off and looking for people, so I figured I'd just ask, first.

[ first. as in, this entry is coming before he goes wandering off and looking for his dad. ]

[ stiles gives an awkward grimace, and then his face trembles and he reaches over and covers the camera with his palm, voice thready. ]

I can't lose him, okay? I can't. So just. Let me know. Thanks.

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[emerges]

[ prepare for the laggiest skype conversation ever with lots of freeze frames on terribad facial expressions!! ]

Your d—cop. I think he—okay. [ it doesn't seem like she's realized that her own message is being cut off, so she'll carry on talking like usual. ]

—probably try to m—sage him?

voice;

[ex_question191]

Thanks, yeah. I have no idea what you just said, but I bet it wasn't useful. If you know where my dad is, you should wave frantically right now for like thirty seconds.

permavid for now

[emerges]

[ she's eyerolling, but sadly, she isn't waving. she has no clue buddy. ]

—said, did you mess— him? Text, ca— mething?

permavoice;

[ex_question191]

Yeah, genius idea. Except for how I can't get through. I think it's whatever messing with the comms. You're really choppy right now, too.

[emerges]

What's wron—this thi—? It was wor— just fine earlier. Is your—eird too?

[ex_question191]

Maybe you're out of range? You're not the only one, Josh is seriously garbled.

[emerges]

D— you kn— ere he is? I'm al— ight now.

[ex_question191]

Nope, I have no idea where anyone is. But you're not the only one who's lost, that's for sure.

permaauggielocked

[altercate]

[ GOD DAMN IT ERICA. ]

Where did you get to?

supercalifragilistilocked

[emerges]

[ O O P S............... ? ]

I di—et anywhere. J— lost on the wa— tchen.

keep out if ur name is stiles

[altercate]

Come back.

but his real name isn't even stiles!!!

[emerges]

[ if only it was so simple!! even the authoritativeness ain't working this time. ]

—tried! But I ca—ind the elev—or.

damn it!!

[altercate]

You can't track back the way you came?

we'll never be safe again

[emerges]

I tho—t I did, but th— ended up righ— I started. It —— unfamiliar?

there goes teh neighborhood

[altercate]

Is anyone with you?

terrorized by stileseseses

[emerges]

No.

[ because really, she'd only meant to step out for a bit. what was the harm in that? ]

—be okay. I'm n—five.

what a fate

[altercate]

This ship isn't safe, Erica.

[emerges]

I—back soon. Pro —

Ugh. I p —mise. Pr —know what —ean.

[altercate]

Alright.

[ SO. BEGRUDGINGLY. ]

[emerges]

I'll t—call —thing happ—.

[ aint no hallway that can hold her, SHE THINKS. ]

[altercate]

Be careful.