CliveRosfield | Text

[herofhopeless]

I haven’t been able to find my brother, Joshua, since the fog came. Has anyone seen a man, a little over 6 feet tall, light brown hair that’s a big longer, blue-green eyes, wears a lot of black and red, has a very formal and convoluted way of speaking? He’s kind, curious, intelligent. He would have done his best to help anyone who may have needed it during the mission.

Please, if anyone has seen him, call me, text me, yell my name from the top of a building, I don’t care. I just need to know that he’s okay.

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[herofhopeless]

She has been since I was young.

Your suspicion would be correct. I would insist, you would insist that it wasn't needed, we would go back and forth a couple of times, both of us ultimately not backing down on our points, so really, this is for the best.

[The light teasing somehow makes Clive feel the smallest bit better, all things considered.]

[oblige]

That seems all the more reason that she should join you.

Just as I thought indeed. We save time this way.

[herofhopeless]

I've been toying with the idea for a bit. I'll put in a request for her. You can meet her, if you'd like.

[oblige]

Yes, I would like that... Though it remains to be seen as to whether I shall pass her inspection.

[ A little mild humor, suspecting Clive could use some. ]

[herofhopeless]

I'm certain you will, though she can seem like a tough nut to crack.


[The action is mutual. Clive worries about you, Dion.]

[oblige]

I shall take no offense.

[ Clearly Clive has need of his tough bird. ]

[herofhopeless]

Then I'll let you know when I bring her here.

Thanks for talking with me, Dion. Stay safe.

[oblige]

Of course. You as well.