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xp_communication2006-04-17 08:13 pm
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Email to Amanda
To: [toilandtrouble@yahoo.co.uk]
From: [NDayspring@xaviers.ny.edu]
Subject: Re: So I was finally allowed to open your package
Amanda,
Actually, everything's good now. Or will be, in a little while - situation resolved, people being put back together both figuratively and literally. It's rather complicated, and I haven't really been following past last night because Mr. Fever came to visit yet again after I got back in. A little early for the leathers for me, apparently. But everyone's going to be fine, or so Moira says, and not in that 'I'm telling you this so that you don't fret' way.
Missing people tend to be awkward to find. It's this thing... but Rom's highly resourceful, you know. I'm not telling you not to fret, but think of it as suggesting to you that she can almost certainly hold her own until you and Pete and the rest manage to find her. And then you can listen to the two of them growl at each other and be entertained. That's something to look forward to, no?
I told Moira you told me she could tell me what's going on. I think I retained most of it, although she sighed at me and told me to go back to sleep when I started asking her questions. I thought that was unfair, because I could have sworn she said something about an aardvark. You don't have a new pet, do you?
Definitely, we should talk. I heard you're quite a bit blonder than you were. I know, that's not what you meant, and really, there were no jokes intended there... I liked the blonde Amanda when I met her, too. But no dresses, right? The frills were a little much...
-N.
From: [NDayspring@xaviers.ny.edu]
Subject: Re: So I was finally allowed to open your package
Amanda,
Actually, everything's good now. Or will be, in a little while - situation resolved, people being put back together both figuratively and literally. It's rather complicated, and I haven't really been following past last night because Mr. Fever came to visit yet again after I got back in. A little early for the leathers for me, apparently. But everyone's going to be fine, or so Moira says, and not in that 'I'm telling you this so that you don't fret' way.
Missing people tend to be awkward to find. It's this thing... but Rom's highly resourceful, you know. I'm not telling you not to fret, but think of it as suggesting to you that she can almost certainly hold her own until you and Pete and the rest manage to find her. And then you can listen to the two of them growl at each other and be entertained. That's something to look forward to, no?
I told Moira you told me she could tell me what's going on. I think I retained most of it, although she sighed at me and told me to go back to sleep when I started asking her questions. I thought that was unfair, because I could have sworn she said something about an aardvark. You don't have a new pet, do you?
Definitely, we should talk. I heard you're quite a bit blonder than you were. I know, that's not what you meant, and really, there were no jokes intended there... I liked the blonde Amanda when I met her, too. But no dresses, right? The frills were a little much...
-N.