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[menaceunleashed]

Where do you keep wandering off?

[telepathicignorance]

(Well that's nerve wracking. They absolutely do not want him learning about some of the stuff they do.

Mostly they don't want him to know about them checking up on Turo, or why. Or that Turo exists in general.

Fortunately, there are plenty of things they do that they don't care if he knows about.)

There's a bakery I like to visit. Probably the best on all the islands. You wanna join me?

(They know he liked the cheesecake and quesadilias Reaper has been making. Hopefully the appeal of more good food will distract him.)

[menaceunleashed]

Every day?

[There's a difference between happening to enjoy certain foods and...this, he thinks.]

[telepathicignorance]

Yeah. Need a lot of sugar to fuel my abilities. They have good sweet pastries.

(He should know by now. The illusions. The way they seem to be able to detect the presence of anything alive. Their near inability to be hit in battle. Their near miraculous ability to track down ships and know where they will be. They're packing some pretty incredible powers, even if they're mostly secret about how they work.)

[menaceunleashed]

Are Reaper's skills not enough?

[the guy makes good food, ok. alternatively]

If that is the case, then the chef could be brought into the crew.

[Kidnapping. He's talking about kidnapping the baker.]

[telepathicignorance]

It's not a matter of skill. Some stuff is more of a hassle to make than it's worth unless you're selling it as part of a business. I can get sugar from a lot of sources, I prefer this for the taste.

(Please do not kidnap any bakers, Ganon.)

You sure you don't wanna come try it?

[menaceunleashed]

[but why not tho]

I suppose I could spare time to see what has you so enamored.

[telepathicignorance]

(Moral concerns aside, Sidestep doesn't want to have to constantly scan the baker's mind for intent to poison the whole crew.)

Meet me on the dock in 10 minutes?

Christmas Gift

[lucky_e]

Hello Chris,

I do hope that you are enjoying your holiday thus far! It is also my hope that you find a little bit of added joy in this letter and gift! Unfortunately, traveling across time and space is a lot, even for me, but I do hope that you still enjoy what I was able to bring you!

Happy Holidays,

Santa Claus

[Sidestep gets a brand-new pair of fancy, black boots, wool socks, and an ultra-cool, slick jacket!

...the pockets are also stuffed with pocky and various candies as well.]

Text | un: BlossomingTide

[withermarked]

Hey. I've got a couple things I wanted to ask you.

First off: you alright? You safe? Saw the bounty on your head. I know we're 'not friends' and everything but I think you were right to share all that.

[telepathicignorance]

Who the fuck is this?

(They've spoken to this username like, once over the network, and yet they're talking like they know each other.

Someone get a name change?)

[withermarked]

Faulkner.

Forgot I changed my name on this thing.

[A small pause between messages.]

Sorry.

[telepathicignorance]

Dick?

(Immediately reminding him why he didn't tell them.)

I'm fine. What did you want to ask?

[withermarked]

There it is.

[He sighs in real life.]

There's that... dog thing. I think I ran across it the other night. It didn't let me near but it didn't seem like it wanted to hurt me, either.

Seems maybe wrong that people want it dead. I thought it might be something you could talk to.

[telepathicignorance]

When and where do you wanna meet?

(They'll help with the dog.)

[withermarked]

[Well, that was easier than he was worried it might be.]

You free this evening? We could meet up at the conservatory, try and bring something to offer it?

[If other people want that money, they should probably try sooner rather than later.]

[telepathicignorance]

Got it. Could get some cooked meat, maybe? Or mango slices.

text | un: BlossomingTide (backdated a couple days)

[withermarked]

Have you seen Hawks lately? He's not answering his phone. Or his feather.

[ And he's trying not to panic but something seems off about the feather, and he doesn't think Keigo would be avoiding him. But he knows he's been bounty hunting... not to mention their conversations about the fact people sometimes disappear from this place. ]

[telepathicignorance]

(There's a ten minute wait while Chris blatantly ignores the fact they've been messaged, and then another five minute wait as they cast their mind around to see if he's anywhere nearby.)

No. He's also not anywhere at the conservatory.

I'll ask if Turo has seen him.

[withermarked]

Okay. I looked there too. I'm not sure where else to start.

[ There's also the chance he's worrying too much, but... well, he's worried all the same. ]

[telepathicignorance]

I can try talking to the local birds.

(By which they actually mean telepathically seeking his mind and also poking birds to see if they have recent memories of giant red bird human... but they're not clarifying.)

[withermarked]

Good idea. I'll ask around with people.

[ A pause, then another message. ]

He hadn't said anything strange had he? Do you know if he was still going for more bounties?

[telepathicignorance]

(And they don't know how much he told Faulkner about the bounties, but it's clear he said something, so...)

He probably has but we haven't shared any leads in a while.

[withermarked]

[ He knows Keigo wasn't doing well emotionally over them but he's not sure that's his place to bring up. ]

Okay. I hope he's being careful.

[ Yes he knows he does this for a living but still. ]

[telepathicignorance]

He probably isn't.

(They on the other hand, are fine with tattling on Hawks being stupid so long as it doesn't risk revealing their own bullshit.)