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Post by Richard on Jan 13, 2009 17:29:39 GMT -5
He had a gas lamp in one hand as he ascended into the tower, trying very hard not to think about how high up it was. The stairs creaked disconcertingly under him.
Somehow, the fact that he couldn't die from a fall made it worse.
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Post by Quasimodo on Jan 13, 2009 17:39:40 GMT -5
*Quasi was, as always, up in his belltower. He heard someone coming up--assuming it was Frollo, he began straightening up.*
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Post by Richard on Jan 13, 2009 17:44:31 GMT -5
Richard leaned around the corner.
"Pina?" he whispered.
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Post by Quasimodo on Jan 13, 2009 17:49:34 GMT -5
*Quasimodo tensed and turned.*
"She's not here." *He said softly, still not quite comfortable around Richard.*
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Post by Richard on Jan 13, 2009 17:51:33 GMT -5
Richard came closer.
"Has she been here at all lately? I know things haven't been all right for her at home-"
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Post by Quasimodo on Jan 13, 2009 17:52:37 GMT -5
*Quasimodo frowned.*
"She hasn't been here for weeks. I thought she was with you."
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Post by Richard on Jan 13, 2009 17:58:16 GMT -5
"I don't have any idea where she is," Richard sighed. The worry was starting to creep into his voice.
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Post by Quasimodo on Jan 13, 2009 17:59:41 GMT -5
"Neither do I."
*Quasimodo went back to cleaning up, unsure what else to do.*
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Post by Richard on Jan 13, 2009 18:04:47 GMT -5
Richard looked around, equally uncertain.
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Post by Quasimodo on Jan 13, 2009 18:09:12 GMT -5
"She didn't... that is she hasn't... you don't... she didn't tell you where she was going?"
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Post by Richard on Jan 13, 2009 18:10:34 GMT -5
"No," said Richard, shaking his head. "You're her best friend- if she wasn't with me, and wasn't with her parents- either set of them- I assumed she would be with you."
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Post by Quasimodo on Jan 13, 2009 18:12:54 GMT -5
*Quasimodo turned, looking uncertain.*
"You mean she's... disappeared?"
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Post by Richard on Jan 13, 2009 18:14:02 GMT -5
"I didn't want to consider the possibility, but that's the only word that fits it now, I'm afraid," he said, meeting the boy's eyes.
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Post by Quasimodo on Jan 13, 2009 18:25:11 GMT -5
*Quasi cast his eyes down.*
"Right."
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Post by Richard on Jan 13, 2009 18:27:42 GMT -5
"Well, we have to find her!" Richard snapped, his patience wearing thin not because of the boy personally, but because of the whole tiresome misadventure of Pina's disappearance hitting a wall once again. "She's very young, and it's not safe out there-"
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