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[tongueamok]

Hello, this is Carlisle. I mean, it's not Carlisle as in I'm actually answering you right now, so if you're trying to reply to me at the second, you should probably save your breath because I'm not really here. This is some kind of a recording of my voice, but this is my communicator. I'm going to assume these devices are as common here as they are in other places — not my world, but others, ones more technologically advanced than where I come from— so if you'd like to leave me a message, then you may do so here, or er... Right. Here is fine. So just leave yo— [beep]

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[tongueamok]

Probably not, but she is fortunate no harm came to her. She seems clever, but also young, and perhaps a bit foolhardy.

[circumitus]

Yes, she is certainly all of those things. Particularly the foolhardy part.

[Considering that she still seemed to be under the assumption that Rey was out for her blood.]

[dedikated]

[ oh.

oh. him. fuck.

the announcement causes a brief flash of emotion across her face, some meeting point between shock and pain. c r a p. after their conversations on the first night of the fog, she really doesn't want to know what he'll say if they run into each other again.

(there's some nagging dread in the pit of her stomach that she has a lot more to apologise for, but what it is seems out of her grasp.) ] What did he want? [ it's an exercise in being painfully neutral, trying to keep the way her heart aches with the guilt out of her voice. ]

[tongueamok]

Well, I don't think she was expecting someone of your expertise to come after her.

[tongueamok]

[Carlisle raises an eyebrow to the look that crosses her face, but says nothing of it.]

He said he was looking for you. He had some dreadful burns on him. I assume he needed assistance at the clinic, and you weren't there, so he came looking at your home.

[That, or he was her friend and believed something had happened to her. He did know exactly where she lived, after all. It was easy enough to assume they were more than passing acquaintances.]

[dedikated]

Burns?

[ That aching dread increases. It could just be a coincidence, but that thing was roaming the streets at some point and if it had her voice, it probably had her proclivities.

And burning was a big part of that. ] When was this?

[circumitus]

Suppose not, but she's fortunate that a weaker willed person didn't come after her instead.

[tongueamok]

She is. She seems insistent that her dog can protect her from anything, and while he may be an intimidating beast, I'm not so sure.

[tongueamok]

A day or so before the fog dissipated, I believe. It's hard to keep track of the days when you're concerned with death at all hours.

[So thanks for that.]

Were you expecting him?

[dedikated]

Shit [ the word slips out before she has a chance to bite her tongue on anything, because that means that everything she dreads was likely true.

there really was no part of her life this place didn't want torn free, was there? ]

... No. No, I wasn't.

[tongueamok]

I see.

[He's not sure what her reaction is about, but he assumes it's because some friend of hers was injured, and she wasn't there to aid him.]

The lad is fine now, if that's what concerns you.

[circumitus]

Dogs are good to have when dealing with humans. Don't think he can do much for her against many of the other dangers here. Am not claiming to be an expert on the animals, though.

[tongueamok]

Me either. I'd never even pet a dog until I met hers.

[circumitus]

Seriously? Do they not have dogs in your world or something?

[tongueamok]

Oh no, they do. We didn't get many coming through Bear Den, and I didn't venture far from the area unless I had to.

[circumitus]

A homebody, huh? Can't say that's a surprise. [Carlisle doesn't seem like he gets out that much.] Couldn't have been easy, being ripped away from your home like that.

[dedikated]

Ah. Good. [ Kate - to - English translation: Thanks, Carlisle, you're a peach. ]

Was that- [ Yeah, time to change the topic. ] -Was that thing still around? [ It's pretty obvious what she's referring to, right? The monster that sent them fleeing from the spire in the first place. ]

[tongueamok]

It wasn't.

[He still feels guilt over leaving people behind. There's no telling if the folks of Bear Den will be okay -- they were already struggling economically, and now they're without a church, healer, and negotiator, as well.]

There's not much to be done about it for the moment, though.

[tongueamok]

It was. Chased the two of us, as well. I wasn't aware Forest Folk were capable of apparition, but your friend surprised me.

[dedikated]

He calls himself the ultimate lifeform. [ and she's guessing being called forest folk didn't go over well. Not sure he's even seen a forest.

[circumitus]

If it's any consolation, it seems that you're able to return back to your world at the point in time you had left it. Know this from personal experience.

[That way Carlisle doesn't have to think much about people being without him all this time.]

[tongueamok]

I do hope that's true in all cases. It would ease my mind to know that my responsibilities back home are not going unchecked.

[tongueamok]

The... ultimate lifeform.

[Oh, he's laughing. Carlisle is genuinely laughing.]

[circumitus]

Have heard it to be true so far. Can't say for certain, though. Yours is a much different case.

[Who's to say that Carlisle wouldn't just return to the previous place that ripped him from his original home? But even Rey knows better than to feed him that food for thought.]

[tongueamok]

True. Most here seem to have been brought directly from their homes, whereas I've been plucked from a world already foreign to me.

[He's already thought about that, Rey. It's the nature of his paranoid mind.]