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[seekinghead]

⇨ to: shinra@yohoo.com
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did they change the exit ramp on to kasuga street? i'll be late coming home.

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shinra, answer your phone

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i don't know where i am

haveibeenabductedbyaliens?!

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THERE ARE

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[gonnaeatchu]

[ ...trails after the motorcycle. ]

[seekinghead]

[This is not happening, this is seriously not happening, is it?

But it is. And so Celty leans forward, speeding up and initiating what we like to call: evasive maneuvers. Goal: lose the... dinosaur thing.]

[gonnaeatchu]

[faster, moving lunch. faster.]

[seekinghead]

[heading in to- she doesn't know what City it is, but. It will do.

And trying to find a set of buildings that she can zip about and hide in until the thing passes, casting a nervous look behind her.]

[child_radical]

You're in The City on retarded day to show up. Also the dinosaurs should be gone by midnight, that is unless the powers that be decided to have a sadistic streak and let this carry over for a few more days.

1/2

[seekinghead]

what? how did you get this number?

[seekinghead]

more importantly why are there dinosaurs in the first place?!

[child_radical]

You're posting to the network and to answer your second question it's a curse.

action;

[milkboned]

[because shizuo + network device + recognition = too unlikely. As to why he's by the outskirts... idk a dinosaur ripped his sleeve and he chased it there? Or he took a walk. Oh hey what's that sound.]

action;

[seekinghead]

[once she believed that she'd lost the pterosaur trailing her bike, Celty had cautiously taken again to the roads, trying to go back to where she'd started- back to Ikebukuro.

But- She passes him, head turning before she does, a move that would elicit a loud screech from any other bike as she stops abruptly ahead of him, hurrying for her PDA.

A familiar face, but- why was Shizuo here? Why was she here?]

action;

[milkboned]

[Once she stops, he turns and walks closer. Hands in his pockets.]

Hey Celty.

[He waits for her PDA.]

action;

[seekinghead]

[of course Shizuo is calm- she gets it out, typing away frantically before she thrusts the PDA out, shaking her helmet about]

shizuo! what are you doing here?

[she notices the ripped sleeve, too- and leans closer in concern, before she types furiously again]

are you alright? did a dinosaur get you?

[openedadoor]

[Stalker is as stalker does. This raptor hides in the shadows. Watching. Waiting.]

[milkboned]

[Hey, raptor. Tagging along with Celty. He's getting that watched feeling.]

[openedadoor]

[Woosh! Have a blur of movement along this side of the street.]

[milkboned]

[!! Saw... a blur.]

1/2

[warchestrates]

voice; 2/3

[warchestrates]

Lost, Celty? That's unlike you...

voice;

[warchestrates]

But I suppose there's a good reason for that.

text; ON MY WAY TO BED I will cont this in the morning youuu

[seekinghead]

[... she does not like the fact that she's lost being pointed out- even if it's true. ... nor does the idea of izaya with her texts to Shinra sit particularly well either, but-]

izaya.