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[ When the device turns on, it sounds like Alisha is fiddling with it, trying to turn it on. It takes her a few extra moments to realise that she has, indeed, found success. A deep inhale—one of exhaustion and annoyance—can be heard before she speaks ] What the fuck is going on? If we've somehow pissed off another goddamn freak I'm going to kill you, Curtis. Who the fuck goes after some weirdo who [ air quotes ] "apparently" [ end air quotes ] controls dairy or whatever the fuck and - [ Alisha inhales, suddenly realising that she's talking at a strange device she's never seen before. It's not Simon's phone, or Nathan's, Curtis' or Kelly's. ] Hello? Where the fuck are you? Curtis? Simon? Kelly? [ A long pause ] Nathan? [ Alisha goes for her phone, trying to turn it on. She frowns ] Why won't my phone work?

[ A pause, and this time Alisha's voice is angrier ] What the hell did you do to my phone, Nathan? [ She glares. As if that will give her an answer from the twat. ]

Fucking answer me, you twat!

[ A longer pause as she waits for an answer that doesn't come. Alisha starts to look anxious. ] Look, if this is about the boy in the locker - or the probation worker - we didn't do anything, alright? I don't know shit. Whoever the fuck is doing this, please stop. Whatever the fuck you want, take it, alright? Just tell me where my friends are.

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Hi there! You're not in someone's house and you're not lost and I don't know anything about someone who controls dairy but I know someone here who controls fire. Oh! And this is the City. Hi! Again.


Ooooh, Nathan? Like Nathan Young? Are you from his world?

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[ ... What is life. ]

Who the fuck are you and how do you know that twat?

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[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Oh my gosh, that is so awesome! I've never met anyone else from his world before.

Hi! I'm Dulcie.

[designedtoparty]

Yeah, just tell everyone about those people we killed. That's a brilliant idea! Would you like me to give you a direct line to the police? Just in case they're actually somehow incompetent enough to have missed that.

[Wait.] Why would I bother with your phone?

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Because you're a prick? [ duh. ]

I didn't kill anyone, alright? And what the fuck did you just do? You're such a hyprocrite sometimes. Where the fuck am I, anyway?

[designedtoparty]

Well, I haven't done anything. All right?

Neither did I. It doesn't matter, anyway. No one ever pays attention to anything but the first part.

Welcome to the City, by the way. We're kind of stuck here, in case no one's told you that yet. And yes, it's actually called that. Shitty name, I know.

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[feorge]

Bloody Hell, love. You'll frighten off the young'ns, swearing like that.

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Think it'll send me home?

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[feorge]

Hafta do more than scare the babes to work that bit of magic. And I don't think they let out early on good behaviour either.

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[loonyandproud.livejournal.com]

[Time for a thick Scottish accent.] Controls dairy? What does that even MEAN?

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[ Hawt. ]

I don't even fucking know. [ Seriously ] Apparently he just controls dairy. Your milk is under his control. [ Total shrug ] Lame power, don't you think?

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[iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com]

It's not about the boy in the locker or the probation worker, 'least as far as I can tell.

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Then what's it about? 'Cause that's the only reason I'd think anyone would want me in some remote strange place.

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[pyromatique.livejournal.com]

Here (http://somekindofsin.livejournal.com/20572.html). This will hopefully shut you up for at least an hour or so.

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[ ;; So much reading. ] Thanks. [ Side-eye, Mr Attitude. ]

Seriously? Curses? You've got to be kidding me.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Slow down, Sweetheart.

Which Nathan we talking about?

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He's Irish and a pervert. Nathan Young.

[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

[Oh she knows a twat named Nathan.]

It's probably not about the boy in the locker but I think the twat named Nathan that you're looking for is here.

Sorry.

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[ Poor you, Buffy ;; No one should have to endure that pain ]

I feel sorry for this bloody city. You know Nathan? Twat, tall, curly hair, Irish, total pervert?

[eiremagic]

Oh, brilliant. Friends with Nathan?

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No. We're not friends. [ NEVER. ] I just unfortunately know him.

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[dropkick]

The boy in the locker, the probation worker...I don't think I wanna know.

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[dropkick]

Asking them to stop's not gonna do you any good.

[signatures]

I don't think it's your phone anymore, per say.

Though it is yours.

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Is that a fancy way of saying it's not gonna work here?