Flying monkeys. This is not helping the whole Wizard of Oz thing.
Is the guy I called that once now saved in my phone as The Wizard?
...Maybe.
[Charlie chews on her lip for a few more moments before she's picking up her phone, tapping out a message and hitting send before she can talk herself out of it. Again.] @S0GetThis [Text] So monsters are real? Like Bigfoot and Nessie? Or... like dragons?
Going media silent now. No phones in Moondoor except in the tech tent! #ItsGoodToBeTheQueen
[Charlie pauses what she's doing, looking up and smelling the air. Usually the laundry room smells didn't reach this far...]
Frell! [She'd been so close and then suddenly... Dead end. She looks at the card, furrowing her brow at it. Hiding is her gig, darn it.] Who are you?
[Card in hand, Charlie dials the number listed for an Agent Willis, wondering if it's even a real number or if she's going to reach a flower shop.] @HadAWeekendOff
[After Charlie left the hospital, she took a long route home, juuuuust in case someone might have followed her. Not that she gave the suits her last name or her address, but...never too careful. She parks her gremlin, and while it's a bright yellow, it's never noticed by anyone -
because who would be looking for someone like her in a car that's looking like it's on its last legs). She grabs her bag and hops out, circling to the back entrance of the building and sets her things on the table. She will actually send that email to @S0GetThis because if there-
[Charlie knocks on the door frame to Zach's hospital room, giving the man a little smile. "Hey Pluck."
"My queen. I'd bow but..." A very small hand motion to the rig holding his legs in position.
She shakes her head a little bit. They must have him on the good meds. "Not here,-
just Charlie." She moves to go sit next to the bed, reaching out to gently pat his shoulder. She should have come much earlier, but work has been insanely busy. "How are you feeling?"
"Ready to dance if you asked." Zach says, either clearly teasing or he still has that massive -
[She's still reeling from Zach having an actual piano drop on him - Does that even happen in real life?? - when she gets another message from Katy. Her ankle is broken after a grate broke underneath her. It could have been so much worse, sure, but light! Something is going on...]
[Charlie's phone rings as she heads to her little yellow gremlin, the theme song to her favorite larp-based web series letting her know that it's one of her subjects from Moondor. She has to juggle her keys and personal laptop and nearly misses the call because of it. "Whatever -
something happening or is it just really bad luck?
"I can talk to my online group and see if any of them might be able to make it?"
"Thanks, that's awesome. Hey I'm just heading home but I'll catch you on the messenger?"
"Of course, Charlie. See you soon."
"You too, -