LOST CARNIVAL -> IC Contact

[moonfang]

✆CHANNEL FREQUENCY: 015.01502
DESCRIPTION: Zangetsu spends quite some time listening in on the radio and learning all kinds of interesting things.

✉MAIL BOX LOCATION: Mailbox on Door
DESCRIPTION: The mailbox is nondescript and painted white. There's no name on it, but there is a black crescent moon painted on one side.

Comments

[moonfang]

Yeah. Legitimately upset! Real tears and everything. I'm... not sure why, but I know it musta been serious. [he groans] Yeah. I agree there.

[prazerbutterfly]

[Actual tears, from the Ringmaster, and everything. He knew she was different from other fae and that is kind of why he likes her for her repeated actions. Yet all the stories of a fae not having such traits makes him go quiet.

Perhaps quiet for too long because the conversation hangs there for almost a minute. It's almost habit to want to comfort like a gentleman.] Sorry, got lost in thought there.

How long you've been waiting there?

[moonfang]

[Yeah. YEAH. It's a pretty serious thing! Zangetsu gives Tyki time to digest it; it'd taken him quite a while himself!]

Eh, it's alright. I know it's a shockin' revelation. And... ehhhh... 'bout half an hour?

[prazerbutterfly]

Well, given how in distress she seems I don't know if she's going to be back any time soon... [She looks like she's in pain and dear lord is she letting out some really toxic farts.]

If you get too bored call me again. I'll be around.

[moonfang]

Distress? Whaddya mean by that?

[prazerbutterfly]

Pained, holding her belly, submerged in the lake, extreme flatulence.