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[affections]

You've reached Jules-- almost! Leave a message, I'll call you back.


voice mail • call • text • video

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[affections]

( She has all manner of things to say, but one phrase knocks it all away: ) Sulfur slaves?

Jesus. ( Jesus, she doesn't even know this person but-- ) Poppy, sulfur slaves, come on, don't tell me you don't know how serious that could be, especially with Freddie and-- okay, listen. Where are you?

[stillbetter]

No I don't know how serious it is, I have no idea what they are. [what is everyone talking about! She feels like she's experiencing some kind of amnesia. Either that or people around her have gone crazy.] What about Freddie?

[Argh. Never mind -] Where we all first came in to the city. You should be able to find us easily.

[affections]

( Oh, fuck.

This isn't her Poppy, is it? More accurately, this isn't the Poppy she is most frequently afflicted with. Jules is relieved that it isn't video, and drags her hand down her face. )

We're going to have a lot of things to sort out, Poppy. Try to get started on processing the idea of separate worlds and timelines and that sort of nonsense, and I'll be there as soon as I can.

( Softly, somehow, despite her buckets of irritation. )

[stillbetter]

I - [- no. She decides she doesn't want to ask. Yet.] Fine, just get here fast.

[affections]

Oh no, Poppy, I thought I'd get there as slowly as possible. That's exactly what I had in mind when I said I'll be there as soon as I can.

( Ugh! ) Just don't go anywhere.

( And she's hanging up. SHE'LL SEE YOU IN THAT LOG, JERK. )