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[curiously]

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[visionaryarchitect]

[At least it's something?? Felix at least relishes the chance to feel actually useful, since he's still new enough to feel out of his depth at times.]

I've noticed a couple seem to always be in the same place. It might be worth knowing in case the killers know those spots too.

I suppose hoping that a phone might end up working was too much. Even if it did, who would I call? What would I say?

[curiously]

How about family?

[ she has absolutely no idea about felix's history, but family is always a good start. her second text comes shortly: ]

Who's waiting for you back home?

[visionaryarchitect]

[His own answer takes a bit longer to arrive.]

I have a girlfriend. We were expecting a child.

I hope she's alright.

[curiously]

[ oh no. zarina does have the habit of hitting the bullseye on sour notes. ]

I'm sorry for bringing them up, Felix. I didn't know.

[visionaryarchitect]

Don't blame yourself, I didn't go out of my way to tell anyone. We're all missing people in our lives - parents, siblings, partners... Can any of our group say there's absolutely no one who might wonder what happened to us?

You must have someone you left behind you'd want to call if you could.

[curiously]

My mom. I worry about her half the time, really — can't tell how long it's been since we were all taken. The date and time options of my phone stopped working when I arrived, too.

[visionaryarchitect]

Mine too. There's no way to tell anything in this place, we can't even see enough of the stars to know if there's anything familiar up there.

Will your mother be alright without you?

[curiously]

Yeah, at least not by the campfire. The most stars I've seen is at the saloon followed by Haddonfield. Not that good with reading them, though.

I know I said I worry about her a lot, but I'm sure she'll be fine. I'm more worried about the rent and bills that are gonna pile up when we get back.

[ it is both an attempt at humor and a brighter subject to look on to. no need to think of the sadness they cause from their disappearance — rather, not dwell. the people back home is their goal for an escape, after all. ]

[visionaryarchitect]

I can't say it's a strong skill of mine either, but some at least are familiar enough to we should be able to get some idea of what hemisphere we're in.

[Or if they're on Earth at all which at this point he's not entirely sure. It could just as easily be a limbo or purgatory.]

Hah, I'm certain my company will be fine without me. I'd accept never getting it back if we could just return again.

[curiously]

I never did get to ask you: Company? What's your career back home?

[visionaryarchitect]

Oh, I was an architect.

[There's little point in really going into the details as far as he's concerned; it would just be bragging about accomplishments that Felix never felt that he really earned.]

What of yourself? I've heard you referred to as a journalist?

[curiously]

[ wait a tick. ]

Yeah, I am. Documentarian to be specific. Who told you before I could?

[visionaryarchitect]

Oh. The... Deathslinger? He wanted to know if I was "another journalist" when I started asking him why he goes along with all of this.

I've tried a few times to see if there's reasons to it or ways we can convince them to fight back.

[curiously]

[ for a moment she tells herself wait before reading the rest of the text. ah. ]

You might be better off asking other killers about that. The cowboy's an asshole with a temper.

Try... hmmm, the Wraith. If you can get him to talk, that is. Or find him outside a trial for the matter.