An investigation.
Jun. 27th, 2015 08:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
1. TEXT
Who caught the announcement for that one? Because in case you haven't had a chance to admire the view, we're in the middle of nowhere, and as far as I can tell this wasn't part of the schedule.
2. MIRROR WRITING, ENTRANCE HALL
[ The Jabberwock's disappearance took everybody else's incentive with it, or so it feels to him these days. In the aftermath he worries more than people did before, but it doesn't seem like he'll have all that much company with his concerns this time around. How he can go about changing that is a question for another day. First it's time to investigate.
He goes where his message will be seen, inevitably by his side, but more importantly by the other. His distaste for the inquiry is palpable, but there are only so many options he's got on short notice. He lifts a black marker, and finds the letters ordering themselves effortlessly... as he suspected they would. ]
.ᐴ⅃AT OT 555 / 5 OT ƎMOƆ .ИAƆ UOY ᖷI ,TI M⅃Iᖷ .ЯAƎH ЯO ƎƎƧ UOY ᎮИIHTYЯƎVƎ ƎM ⅃⅃ƎT .ƎM ЯOᖷ ƎЯOƆ ƎHT ИO ᐴƆƎHƆ OT YᗡOᙠƎMOƧ ᗡƎƎИ I
[ He pens down the message on the entrance hall mirror, and leaves shortly afterwards. He expects objections, follow-up questions, and unsolicited conversations to boot, but those can be held on the fifth floor, in the semi-privacy of his designated room. ]
3. ACTION, FIFTH FLOOR - ROOM 555
[ Short of not feeling like standing around in the entrance hall Philip didn't exactly make a big secret of his location. He'll spend most of the day there, waiting. Inevitably available for visitors and contacts, should anybody from either side of the looking-glass be curious about the message. ]
Who caught the announcement for that one? Because in case you haven't had a chance to admire the view, we're in the middle of nowhere, and as far as I can tell this wasn't part of the schedule.
2. MIRROR WRITING, ENTRANCE HALL
[ The Jabberwock's disappearance took everybody else's incentive with it, or so it feels to him these days. In the aftermath he worries more than people did before, but it doesn't seem like he'll have all that much company with his concerns this time around. How he can go about changing that is a question for another day. First it's time to investigate.
He goes where his message will be seen, inevitably by his side, but more importantly by the other. His distaste for the inquiry is palpable, but there are only so many options he's got on short notice. He lifts a black marker, and finds the letters ordering themselves effortlessly... as he suspected they would. ]
.ᐴ⅃AT OT 555 / 5 OT ƎMOƆ .ИAƆ UOY ᖷI ,TI M⅃Iᖷ .ЯAƎH ЯO ƎƎƧ UOY ᎮИIHTYЯƎVƎ ƎM ⅃⅃ƎT .ƎM ЯOᖷ ƎЯOƆ ƎHT ИO ᐴƆƎHƆ OT YᗡOᙠƎMOƧ ᗡƎƎИ I
[ He pens down the message on the entrance hall mirror, and leaves shortly afterwards. He expects objections, follow-up questions, and unsolicited conversations to boot, but those can be held on the fifth floor, in the semi-privacy of his designated room. ]
3. ACTION, FIFTH FLOOR - ROOM 555
[ Short of not feeling like standing around in the entrance hall Philip didn't exactly make a big secret of his location. He'll spend most of the day there, waiting. Inevitably available for visitors and contacts, should anybody from either side of the looking-glass be curious about the message. ]