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[marmoron]

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[this message is posted to the network at around 1AM on december 3rd.]

HEY. STUDENT COUNCIL MEMBERS.
have any of you seen james? dude was supposed to go out on an errand for you guys and he hasn't come back yet. pretty unlike him to decide to camp out on the alps at night for shits and giggles. might wanna do a search party for your vice president. also has anyone seen ana? she's not responding to my messages either.


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[alternatively for anyone who happens to be in the aube dorm, enjoy the loud ruckus keith is causing by slamming the door open and closed. tagging along with him are a sleepy glowing pupper and an angry looking toad perched on his shoulder. he has one of james' shirts in his hand which he's holding out for cosmo to sniff.]

C'mon buddy. Let's go find him.

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[improbablenotimpossible]

And that is not in character for him?

[A cursory question, but to go as far as to go late in the night, bringing a shirt for his pet to sniff - that answers it for him, but any answer Keith would vocalize could provide more information]

The professor I'm TAing for seems to be playing hooky as well.

[His half-lidded green eyes flicked, seeming luminous in the low light, but there's a sense of watchfulness]

[marmoron]

No, I... [a pause.] I thought he might've been ignoring me, so I sent a couple of inflammatory messages. He wouldn't have ignored those.

[yes, inflammatory. he'll go with that description. that's a little besides the point though, isn't it. keith raises an eyebrow.]

And I'm guessing it's not normal for this professor to just be off doing their own thing unscheduled?

[daybreak faculty are uh.. a bit unpredictable like that in his experience.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

Oh, he might be the sort of man that always has a shady scheme or two up his sleeve - but when it comes to teaching students - he's more reliable than clockwork.

So - yes, one of the more reliable ones.

[He exhales, closing his eyes for the moment]

Do you remember anything unusual before he went off?

[marmoron]

...well shit. How many people are missing?

[he frowns, wracking his brain.]

I... no, he said he was going home for thanksgiving and he left on the 27th and he was supposed to come back earlier today. He said something about not wanting to miss class so it was a really early flight back. He sent me a text saying he couldn't hang out until later because of a student council errand, but Jail's saying he never showed up to class at all.

[a deep breath.]

If it was just James that's disappeared, I'd guess that maybe this has something to do with that necromancer we pissed off, but Valvatorez, Adelaide, James and I... we saw her die. So I don't know.