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[Charlie's device hasn't been running for days. Not since Charlie was turned to stone but, gradually, the feed flickers on with a close-up of dark blue denim. It's in the pocket of her jeans and the sounds around it are muffled. The sounds of rocks falling, thumping into the sand and a gasp. A muttered 'jesus christ. where---?' and the sound of something being picked up. A soft scraping sound, sand against something solid.

The device jostles, there's a shot of the sky, light fading as the sun sets and then it focuses on Charlie.

Flesh-and-bones Charlie as she looks around, trying to get her bearings.]

Huh. Okay. Okay, I know where I am which means...[She notices the device and gives it a half-hearted smile. A very tired, stressed looking smile on her face but still a smile.]

Protip for anyone who wants to go walking the desert; Gorgons burn so...shiny objects and if you can manage fire of some kind without looking at it?

[Right. She looks doubtful that anyone'd be able to actually manage this. But still. The device lowers, a brief glimpse of a glass sword in her hand, the faintest of glows pulsing down the blade on occasion.]

Ken, I hope you're somewhere safe.

[And she's walking in the direction of the safe zone.]

Fucking hate this City. Hate it, hate it, hate it.

[End feed.]

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[Nope. He totally didn't see this post. At all. He is absolutely not sitting here going "WTF" but secretly okay with the fact that she's okay. HE IS NOT RELIEVED THAT SHE IS NOT STONE.

Which would be why the feed clicks on like he's going to say something, and cuts out before he's even on-screen.]

[That's fine. She's still trudging his way, anyway. Totally not at all looking forward to seeing him, making sure he managed to get Ken and himself back to the safe zone.

Which she manages to get to a bit later and she's heading to their temporary living quarters, slowly but surely. And by that we mean as quickly as she can manage.

Being stone is tiring, Ed.]

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[He'll be waiting when she gets there. ...Not WAITING waiting, but. He'll be there. Making sure he feeds first because APPARENTLY it's bad manners to be hungry when she's around; she may get there before he's finished, she may not, but he's trying to get all his ducks in a row first.

...Not that he cares about this at all.]

[Shortly after he's done feeding there will be a knock on the door and it's likely Charlie is knocking with the end of her sword. Don't mind her. She's just exhausted.] You there?

Charlie-san!

[Most of her post is static for him, but he catches enough, and he's relieved, though still feeling extremely guilty. That will have to wait until he can see her in person once more.]

I'm safe.... [He's not thrilled about it, but he returned to glass city.] Please get to the safe zone and fill out the paperwork to come here. Even the safe zone isn't safe.

Ken! Thank God! I'm so glad to see you. [She grins. And then nods.] I will. In the morning. I promise.

[He gets enough of the message to know she's glad, so he did something right. But he isn't sure about the rest of it.]

When you get here, let me know. Please, when you get here. [He says it twice, hoping she got some of it. He has to see her in person, to feel apologize and feel more secure in the fact her coming back is real.]

[He gives it a minute or so before answering, pulling the door open and peeking out before pulling it open the whole way to let her in.

He's studiously unconcerned. It's about 75% an act.]

So the kid was right.

Right about what? [Charlie makes her way in, holding the sword well away from Ed. Of all the things to do, considering what hexes are on the thing...Not that Ed knew. She shuts the door behind herself, heading straight for the nearest thing to sit on with a groan. Oh, lumby bed. She's missed you so. She sighs, eyes closing for a moment.]

If there's water or food in here, that'd be super.

[She nods emphatically, grinning more.] I will. You'll be the first to know.

[It takes him a while of deciphering it, but once he does, he smiles, knowing that will get through at some point. It says enough, right?]

He said it was probably only temporary. [A shrug; not that he cares.]

There might be a jar of peanut butter in a cabinet somewhere, and water in the fridge.

[...Both are a definite yes. But alas, McGee, he's not getting them for you. He's just going to settle into this chair over here and watch you.]

Charlie...

Join the club.

Usually. Yeah. Death's kind of funny around here. [She stands, heading to the fridge for the water. She's fine with just water for now. Peanut butter sounds kind of gross. Mainly she just wants to rehydrate and sleep.]

Thank you, by the way. For getting Ken somewhere safe. I heard from him while on the way here. He's in the other City.

Did a Gorgon get the best of you?

I imagine the membership is huge. How are you, Mae?

Yep. Punk-ass bitch. [Bitter? Her? Oh, lord yes.]

Biggest membership.

In the safe zone, cramped up. I'm happy to see you again.

But you're fine now.

Yeah. Apparently, death isn't binding, here. How are you, Justin?

Are there meetings with alcohol for after particularly shitty curses?

Good to hear. I'll try to find you and say hi when I've gotten some rest. Provided Ed didn't let someone else move into the hole we share.

[Charlie, you really should question why you're sharing space with Ed. Really.]

Funny you should say, but no. All we have are brain-eating slugs now, which is a big ray of sunshine on the fact that only the ones in the glass city seem to be unlucky with curses. There should have been meeting with alcohol either way. See, this is why you were necessary.

Are you sure you'll get some rest there?

That doesn't make death any more pleasant.

I'm fine. I came over from the other City with some friends and supplies, if you need anything.

Ed's gone at night. Out to do whatever it is he does. [Clearly, no fucks given. Except maybe a few. It's complicated, Mae.]

I'll sleep when he's out and I'm a light sleeper so, when he comes back I should be awake. Except ew. Slugs. Seriously?

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