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[j_murdoch]

*Murdoch hates waiting. It gives him too much time to think. Every doubt he has niggles at the back of his mind. What if some of the Strangers are in hiding? What if I can't take care of the City? What if everything falls apart while I'm gone? Can I really trust Schreber?

Where the hell am I going exactly, anyway?After a moment, he laughs at

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[dr_schreber]

Giving 9Foxtrot an apologetic smile at the gate, Schreber limps through to meet John. He smiles tentatively at him, out of breath. "Morning. Or... it is morning here, isn't... it?I... uhm... I've brought someone who wanted... to meet you. Just wanted to... warn you."

[j_murdoch]

*This throws him off completely, and an almost comical look of confusion crosses his face.* Someone who...what?

[dr_schreber]

"It's just, Hah, an... aquaintance. She... wanted to meet you." He fidgets, looking down and suddenly feeling very embarrassed about this. "But you didn't want any... one but me coming through the... portal. Were you ready to go?"

[j_murdoch]

She...? *his eyebrows climb toward his hairline for a moment, then he shakes his head* Yes. Yes, I'm ready to go. *he moves slowly toward the portal, looking behind him as if double-checking to make sure the City isn't crumbling as he prepares to leave*