[Interior:
The Coliseum, a crowded bar. A slight, blond teenager pushes his way through the melee. Dressed in formal school uniform, the words Lumen Christi are inscribed beneath an insignia on his blazer pocket. He must have come straight from said school, to judge by the oversized bookbag slung across his back. The white frills of what could be a
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...Huh?
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[That's a heavily imitated accent there, by the way.]
Maybe a dingo ate her.
[He doesn't laugh at his own joke. He just scoffs.]
Well, she's not here. That's a certain answer. You're a long way from home. No one kidnapped you, rest easy.
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If you haven't seen her, you don't have to talk to me. Why doesn't anyone get that?
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Your mother isn't here, I'm sorry. Are you all right?
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That's five of you now. Knowing my name.
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I'm sorry, it must be a bit of a shock. I'm Dr. Cameron. I--
[She hesitates just a second. Well, it's plausible, and not even a lie really, even if it's probably not the most comforting thing she could come up with--]
I worked briefly with your father, a while ago.
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Figures he wouldn't call himself. Well you can tell him I'm fine. Mum's... Mum's fine.
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