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Fern ([personal profile] laminae) wrote2021-06-02 10:34 am
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Trench Inbox


[There's just a bunch of hissing and chirping. It's probably Fern's inbox? Maybe leave a message?]

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[personal profile] themuseabandonsyou 2022-01-14 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ Orpheus blinks a bit at that abrupt swerve, trying and failing to puzzle out what's going on there. Ultimately he just figures it may not be his business. ]

I can ask around, too. Is there anything else, though? I mean - you can always call me if you think of something later, also. I'll be around.

[ This all seems really important, so he's happy to drop whatever he's doing for the foreseeable future (ha) and help out where he can. ]
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[personal profile] themuseabandonsyou 2022-01-17 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe things'll start to get clearer as whatever this is about gets closer. That happens a lot of the time, too.

[ Just as often it only snaps into place once everything's already come to pass, though, but Orpheus doesn't want to tempt the Fates by giving that thought voice. He sighs. ]

Well, it's getting - [ he glances out the window at the sun rising over the buildings, squinting and frowning. ] Early. So maybe I should let you go now? But like I said, if you think of anything, I'll be around.