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[aluminumandash]

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[ After the message (warning?) has blared two successive times, Rust waits about an hour and sends: ] Progress on locating unauthorized transport?



[ OOC: Threadjack to your heart's content! ]

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[lonelynotforsaken]

I dunno. You're trying to help here with the people who've responded. That seems worth the effort.

Not really sure you're going to see anyone else like him, but, uh... a couple of years, I guess? A year and a half?

[Time went strange and Jon doesn't heal like a normal person, but that sounds right for how they look.]

[aluminumandash]

Ah, that's duty. Besides, people can get picky about the kind of help they want.

[ A considering pause. ] Is it his knife you've got?

[lonelynotforsaken]

You're not on the clock, Detective. [His tone is very wry.] Even if it is just habit, it's... nice. For now.

I don't actually know where the knife came from. [Technically true! And Martin will be wringing all he can out of technicalities for a while.] I'm assuming it's from the room we were in. Or just outside. There's a big antique case thing out there. Lots of random historical things. I wasn't paying a lot of attention to it when I came up the stairs.