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[viking_seer]

"Anderson here. Leave a message and I'll get back to you. Thanks."

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[viking_seer]

What does 'strange' mean? Describe the shape, or a feature that stuck out to you.

Any distinguishing marks, like scars or birth marks that you could see?

[knowmyplace]

I cannot remember. The dress was - frilly. [He stands straighter, showing her where the girl came up on him. Just near his shoulder.]

It was certainly nothing from my time. I remember that dress because it was - it - went out. [He shows her where the goofy lace was.]

[viking_seer]

[ A slow nod. A picture is forming. ]

What about her voice? Did she have a distinct accent or rhythm to her words?

[knowmyplace]

She said only three words. 'You'll like this.'

[He tries to think back.]

English, I think.

[viking_seer]

That narrows it down considerably. I have a few ideas for who it could be, so I'll follow up with their warden for this month since we're friends anyway and I'll see what I can do.

[ A tilt of her head. ]

Do you have anything in the works for her when or if I'm able to identify her?

[ Because she's not stupid and he's almost certainly set up harm for her of some sort. She just wants to see how he answers. ]

[knowmyplace]

I don't.

[CK does, and Iago didn't even have to goad him into it. But he knows there will be harm done.]

I simply want to see what justice looks like here.

[viking_seer]

[ True, but something is bothering her about it. ]

What about any of your friends. Think they're looking to find out who it is for any reason?

[knowmyplace]

[He laughs at that.]

Of course they are. I was brutally assaulted in the daylight, and no one did a damn thing about it.

If they were any sort of friend, they would want to know.

[viking_seer]

Right.

[ She's not surprised or bothered by it. Because she does understand. ]

Well, I'm going to get to the bottom of it and I'm going to make sure that there is something done about it. I'll get back to you once I have something, all right?

[knowmyplace]

Good luck to you.

[He gives her a small bow and steps back, taking his leave.]