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<p>Ey didn’t doubt that the two skunks also would appreciate some time out of the house, too. Doubtless there were some sims they could visit that would be reasonably safe. Douglas’s field, End Waking’s forest…well, no longer Arrowhead Lake.</p>
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<p>“Hi Serene,” ey began, starting up the simplex sensorium message before ey lost both the nerve and the train of thought. “I know it’s been a while since we’ve spoken, so I hope you’re well. I have a strange question that might turn into a really big request. After some…very dramatic events, one of our favorite places is no longer safe for us. I guess that’s what happens when you just kind of adopt an abandoned sim without knowing much about it.</p>
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<p>“Still, it’s become personally meaningful to us over the years, and we’re finding ourselves missing it. I don’t know if we necessarily need a copy of it, but would it be possible for you to come take a look at it and see about what all would go into creating something similar? Would be a modification of my home sim. There’s no rush, and if nothing else, it’d be good to say hi sometime. Talk soon.”</p>
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<p>Further reading was largely a failure. Ey couldn’t get back into any of the books ey’d started, and a certain listlessness tamped down any desire to head back to the shelves to hunt more. Ey left them on a page’s cart, an act that almost certainly just reshelved them, and hunted down coffee.</p>
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<p>Serene sent a gentle sensorium ping just as ey picked up eir coffee.</p>
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<p>Ey quickly stepped into another courtyard — this one full of actual greenery, hot and humid — in order to reply. “Hi, Serene. Thanks for getting back to me.”</p>
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<p>“No problem,” she said, the lack of any smile in her voice quite conspicuous. “Thank you for thinking of me.”</p>
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<p>“Of course, no one better.”</p>
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<p>“Flatterer,” she replied, a hint of the usual humor returning. It quickly fled, though. “Are you in a place where you can speak freely?”</p>
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<p>“I…well, give me a moment, and I will make sure of that.”</p>
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<p>Ey stepped home quickly, stopping in the entryway to sweep emself. No spies. <em>Thank God,</em> he thought. <em>Wouldn’t have put it past them to bug me at the library.</em></p>
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<p>Blinking a visually secured cone of silence into being, ey spoke into the sensorium message. “Okay, secure now.”</p>
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<p>Serene laughed, “Oh, I had just meant away from crowds, no need to go through this much trouble.”</p>
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<p>“Well, given all that’s been going on…”</p>
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<p>There was the sense of a sigh on the other end of the message. “Yes, I suppose you are right. That is why I messaged you back, actually. While it is certainly feasible and I would ordinarily be more than happy, I am not yet ready to engage with True Name.”</p>
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<p>“That’s fair,” ey said after a pause. “I know things are complicated. Do you know of any–“</p>
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<p>“Oh goodness, I did not say I would not do it! I will, just…not yet. Please give me some time, my dear.”</p>
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<p>Ey frowned, looking down at eir shoes as ey scuffed one against the parquet floor. “Right, okay. May I ask how you’re feeling about this, then? I’ve had precious little contact with…well anyone.”</p>
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<p>There was another sigh. “I do not know yet, Ioan. </p>
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<p>((Serene gets back to em, says she’s heard, but isn’t ready to engage yet; Ioan goes home, talks about how they’re feeling in terms of being pent up, May wants to get back to acting, eating out, TN wants to figure out what the fuck to do with her life, but can’t w/ this Jonas stuff looming, time to start planning))</p>
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