thirteen :: dictated

[i_got_this]

Filtered to North (Written)

So there's this guy here, and his sister just showed up, and the castle made her forget him.

I'm glad that's not us. [It's her way of apologizing, the closest she could get to outright admitting she missed him.]

End Filter

Dictated, Open

Hey, Castle. Anyone got left over pies? I missed the whole thing. Figures I leave for a few days and that's when the cool stuff happens.

Comments

[originalcopy]

Pie?

[not the only one missing something here]

[i_got_this]

Yes, pie. Where on earth have you been?

[originalcopy]

Well, not at the castle obviously.

[i_got_this]

So have I and I still knew what was going on.

[originalcopy]

Yeah, good for you.

I thought I left the damn journal back at the castle... until it started leaking water everywhere.

Other than yelling at that guy, this is the only time I've picked the damn thing up.

[i_got_this]

Yeah, way to keep up.

[originalcopy]

Kind of defeats the purpose of getting away if I'm constantly checking the journal.

[plus he totally lost track of time once he turned off his clock.]

[i_got_this]

Nobody said you had to answer anything. But what if it had Everyone-get-a-free-pony day or ... something. Like pies.

[originalcopy]

Guess I miss out on the free rides... or pie.

Besides, it's not like I'm unreachable or anything. I do have the radio.

[No one noticed he was gone anyway so...meh.]

[i_got_this]

Yeah, and how many people here have radios? Besides us?

[originalcopy]

How many people would need to find me?

[Hell, no one even knows he's gone. Which is fine by him.]

Mark and Harper have radios. Mark already has an emergency broadcast plan if shit goes down.

[i_got_this]

I never mentioned anything about people finding you; just keping up to date with shit going down.

[originalcopy]

Well, I'm checking in now... did I miss anything important?

Other than pie and a lecture about checking my journal more often.

[Sheesh, what's the big deal? Now the bossy bitch get's to say how often you have to check your journal.]

[i_got_this]

Comeon, pies are important. What else makes the perfect dessert-slash-nonlethal weapon?

[originalcopy]

[snerk]

Alright, you got me there. Now I almost feel like I'm missing out on something.

They don't do anything weird do they? These are castle pies we're talking about.

[i_got_this]

Coming in a day late, and no one seems to haver sprouted antennae or turned into people-pies themselves or anything. I think we're safe.

[originalcopy]

Well, have fun wreaking havoc with pies.

Just make sure you still fit in your armor when you're done.

[i_got_this]

Oh, ha ha. What makes you think I'm going to be eating all of them? I might save a few to throw at your stupid face.

[originalcopy]

pft... oh really?

Well maybe I'll just stay out here then. You want to throw a pie at me, you'll have to find me first bitch.

[Ha! Have that pie sit there until it turns into a chia-pet!]

[i_got_this]

I'm not wasting that much energy just to throw a pie in your face. Besides, I'm sure the time I'm waiting for you to come back I can come up with something better.

[originalcopy]

Sure you can...

[He's temped to add something about Freelancers and empty threats... but he doesn't. He's teasing South for being South, not for being a Freelancer.]