Sixteen Bells: [WRITTEN/VOICE/ACTION]

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[Filtered against known villains and Grell, 100% unhackable]

[The handwriting is disguised, and the picture obscured. The message is as anonymous as possible.]

If there is anyone returned from a kidnapping or being threatened who does not feel safe in his or her home, speak to anyone at the Welcome Center and they will direct you to a safe place to stay until things are better.

If you wish to volunteer to house someone, you will need a reference from a trusted member of the community.

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[A few minutes later, he uncovers the camera and starts a new message, spoken this time.]

Alexis Rodgers has been sent home. At least I assume as much--no one has seen her and her flat is empty. It's good.  She was very homesick, and...

[A pause. There's nothing really to say after that. He doesn't sound greatly distressed, but there's definitely a certain melancholy.

He'll be at the library this afternoon, and Good Spirits tonight. Missing Dawn, mostly. He'll occasionally walk through the item shop, killing time looking for little gifts to pick up for her.  At some point, he'll go see Ingrid in the clinic.  In the evening, he'll pay a visit to Jack Sparrow's house on the beach.  He's there to see Horatio, of course.]

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[flicker-flash.livejournal.com]

Monsters. Do you know there's one in the attic here? I'm trying to think of the best way to kill it.

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[What? Oh geez.]

He isn't a monster, Kitten. His name is Horatio. He's the friend I told you about, once.

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Oh! [She brightens.] Well, then, I suppose that's all right.

[...frown.]

In that case, he's in my attic.

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...He's in Jack's attic, actually.

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Does Jack know he's there?

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Of course he does.

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[Mutter. It's her attic. But the promise is bent, not so far broken. Now she's curious, though.]

So why is he in there?

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[A sigh. This is so, so complicated.]

For protection.

[flicker-flash.livejournal.com]

[Blinkblink. Then her eyes narrow.]

From what?

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[Yeah, he's not going to put Katie at risk.]

From doing something stupid.

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Oh. That kind of protection. [Well, now she just feels sorry for him. But only a little bit. Such protection is often warranted.] He didn't touch something he shouldn't have, did he?

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No.

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Did he challenge a dragon to a fight? I did that once.

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It's nothing you need to concern yourself with, little Kitten. [The words are gentle and just a little sad.]

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[Well, that depends, she thinks. Because someone also hurt Archie.]

All right, then.

Are you feeling better, by the way?

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[A blink.]

You heard, then.

[flicker-flash.livejournal.com]

Heard what?

[Hard not to with an entry like that.]

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What everyone else heard, apparently.

[Stupid Horatio. One day he'll learn how to filter.]

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I think lots of people were worried.

[She'd have come to see you, but clinics are not good places for fae. But this will do handily.]

Who hurt you?

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[He opens his mouth to say her name--then loses a percentage of color in his face.]

No one.

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[Blinking. That was well pulled back, Mr Kennedy.

But Katie frowns.] If you don't tell me, how will I know to avoid him?

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[Him. Right.]

I fell.

[He's aware it's the flimsiest excuse ever, but people sometimes stop asking questions even if you give them an answer that's an obvious lie.]

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[...frown deepening. Really.]

Did you also walk into a door?

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[A sigh.]

I know you're smarter than that. But stop asking questions. Telling you will only put you in danger. Therefore, it was an accident.

[flicker-flash.livejournal.com]

[...hmm.]

Are they going to hurt you again?