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first.last@compass.net (3) (no subject) D12 63:19PM first.last@compass.net (6) Re: Mission D11 8:01PM first.last@compass.net (12) [text] D10 9:35AM

 
 

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<span style="font-family:courier; color:#93002d;">TO:</span> first.last@compass.net <span style="font-family:courier; color:#93002d;">CC:</span> firstname.lastname@compass.net <span style="font-family:courier; color:#93002d;">BCC:</span> firstname.lastname@compass.net, firstname.lastname@compass.net <span style="font-family:courier; color:#93002d;">FROM:</span> firstname.lastname@compass.net <span style="font-family:courier; color:#93002d;">DATE/TIME:</span> Day Twelve, Night. 63:19PM <span style="font-family:courier; color:#93002d;">SUBJECT:</span> (no subject)   <span style="font-family:courier; color:#93002d;">MESSAGE:</span> No message.

<span style="font-family:courier; color:#93002d;">CONTACT:</span> first.last@compass.net <span style="font-family:courier; color:#93002d;">MESSAGE:</span> <span style="font-family:courier; color:#000000;">text</span>

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( x v i : d 3 )

[wont]

[ Following her discovery of this post, Alayne mulls over the possibility of contacting the supposed "Mr. Gold". Given their first meeting, she is not (on the whole) surprised, though her curiosity prickles uncomfortably throughout the afternoon. ]

CONTACT: alayne.stone@compass.net
MESSAGE:
Dear Mr. Gold,
Tis I, Alayne Stone who writes you now.
I am the girl who kept the company of wolves, if the name fails to jog your memory.
Though we are still newly acquainted, I find myself thinking upon our first meeting.
How fair you in your settling aboard the ship?

Sincerely,
Alayne Stone.

Re: ( x v i : d 3 )

[undealt]

CONTACT: mr.gold@compass.net
MESSAGE: Dear Ms. Stone,
Lovely to hear from you. Thankfully, I'm not one to forget a name and yours rings clearer than most. You make quite the impression. Or perhaps you just remind of me of things long past.
At any rate, given the circumstances being less than ideal, I think I'm managing well enough. I trust you're faring well.

-Mr. Gold

[wont]

CONTACT: alayne.stone@compass.net
MESSAGE:
Dear Mr. Gold,
You flatter me with such generous estimation, though it is my hope that things long past do not ring with too melancholy a note in remembrance.
As for me, I have made search of the ship and its passengers — all to no avail.
The odd soul has offered up advice or assistance and, on occasion, a word of comfort.
But, as perhaps you well know, such comfort can be meager when lacking the things of home.

I have heard that you have faired better in such respects, that things from home follow you — even here.
I cannot express the depth of my jealousy, though I beg you will not begrudge me the sentiment.
I am certain it will pass with time.

Sincerely,
Alayne Stone.

[magerights]

CONTACT: anders@compass.net
MESSAGE: i have a request

[undealt]

CONTACT: mr.gold@compass.net
MESSAGE: Do you now?

[magerights]

do you have mire adam

( x x v : d 5 )

[wont]

CONTACT: alayne.stone@compass.net
MESSAGE: Do you have EVE?

[undealt]

CONTACT: mr.gold@compass.net
MESSAGE: You're in luck. I happen to have salvaged some before we departed Rapture. It's been surprisingly less in demand here on the ship.

[wont]

[ I'll take Questions Alayne Stone Never Wants to Ask Mr. Gold for 200, Alex. ]

CONTACT: alayne.stone@compass.net
MESSAGE: And its cost?

[oralfixations]

CONTACT: stiles.stilinski@compass.net
MESSAGE:

I have the hair.

[undealt]

CONTACT: mr.gold@compass.net
MESSAGE: Grand. I'm staying in N206. Pop on by when you get the chance and we'll see about getting you that spell.

[solarpurpura]

CONTACT: eden.m@compass.net
MESSAGE: I've encountered a problem with which I could use assistance.

[undealt]

CONTACT: mr.gold@compass.net
MESSAGE: what seems to be the trouble?

W12D1

[hellshaped]

CONTACT: hellboy@compass.net
MESSAGE: Gold. did you visit the speakeasy last week?

[undealt]

CONTACT: mr.gold@compass.net
MESSAGE: Either that or I smashed my skull into a brick wall. I believe it would have had the same effect.

[He is going to kill Emma Swan. It wasn't even her fault. But he's still going to kill her.]

Why?

[solarpurpura]

[[ooc; I was curious about the train thing, but kind came across it late since I was hiatused... Hurp. Hope it's okay for her to ask? Let me know if you'd rather not!]]

TO: mr.gold@compass.net
FROM: eden.my@compass.net
DATE/TIME: Day Two, Week 13. Night. 03:00:00
SUBJECT: (no subject)
 
MESSAGE:
How was the train-spotting venture?

[undealt]

[OOC: it is absolutely okay!!]

Unfortunate. They have a particular barrier spell that keeps the train from being touched- or seen- when it arrives.

But I believe we have a plan to change that.

[galvanist]

CONTACT: dr.whale@compass.net
MESSAGE: So, guess who now remembers you putting your foot on his face?

[undealt]

Probably the same person who can't keep his eyes from wandering.

[Jesus, Whale, that was a week ago.]

( wk 15 | day 2 ) idek if this is the week we're on oops

[cupio]

CONTACT: clary.fray@compass.net
MESSAGE: Hi Mr. Gold. I was just kind of checking you were okay and got back to the city without being horribly maimed or killed or anything.

Text me back, ok?

[ After she's sent it she thinks maybe she should have called instead because he is kind of old but oh well. ]

[undealt]

everything's fine, clary.

are you all right?

[He is old and that is why he does not bother with proper capitalization. SIGH. phones.]

text / some point during week 15 / 1/2

[lucency]

Hi.

2/2

[lucency]

Are you alright?

Week 19; Day 3 | Voice

[weareboth]

Gold. Do you have a second? I wanted to talk to you about something.

[undealt]

[awww here it goes.]

What about?