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[ladybirdcrap]

The majority of your group is still near the mouth of the cave or thereabouts where the shit went down. You've decided to stay there for the night to let your injured recover, but in the meantime a party is forming to search for the missing. They're meeting on the edge of the group while the others set up camp, search and bury the dead (don't wanna attract bears do you. that's how you get bears), and participate in group therapy.

So far the search party consists of Michonne, Nick, and Dean (Sam is there too crazy phone). If you're going with, take whatever you think you'll need and meet them. Otherwise, help with the camply duties.

[Mission: Go with the search party to find the missing or stay behind and take care of the injured

BTDUBS this post is only set like a couple minutes after the last one so it's not hours of time missed]

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[dices]

[ shrugs

he shrugs a lot ]

Go ask her, I guess.

[rhymeswithdesign]

You know, a spell. To locate things. Locator spell.

[i'm calling you "white geordie" if i don't get a name out of you. the other one can be "boring."]

What about for the other two?

[glared]

[wow cool]

You can practice magic.

[so flat.]

[rhymeswithdesign]

I'm sorry, are you from around here, or did you miss the teleportation, the griffins, the unicorns, the genderswapping—?

[constantine missed the unicorns completely. he's a little bitter.]

Yes, I'm a magician. What are you, exactly?

[dices]

[ shakes head at him. he doesn't know. ]

They're probably all together, though. [ he hopes.

glances at scott. yeah him being a witch is totally what's weird here.
you guys didn't even meet the fucking chipmunks ]

[glared]

[he just made out with a succubus fuck you both]

I'm a mutant.

[that's what he is bitch

now what]

[rhymeswithdesign]

A mutant what?

[that's an adjective. jerk. oh look, clara.]

Never mind.

Look, I'm going to go see if she has anything of this doctor's. I'll be right back.

[glared]

[just

stares

you're on my I Hate Wolverine list]

[dices]

[ looks at him like jeez chill out dude, but he doesn't want to get in drama.

hands him elle's backpack. she's dead. won't be needing it. ]

[glared]

[oh

takes it
?]

[dices]

Keep it. You seem a little empty-handed, might be useful.

[glared]

[hm.

single nod.

time to find some of that rope he supposes]

Let me know when it's time to go.

[dices]

Sure.

[ wondering why is he wearing sunglasses does he think it's cool what a douche ]

[rhymeswithdesign]

[strides back waving a spellbook that wouldn't look more like a spellbook if "spellbook" were written on the cover. actually it might be.]

All right, mates. No go on the doctor, but apparently this is the grimoire of the arsehole who kidnapped... Whoever it was he kidnapped.

It's him who has a map of this place, right?

[hairy eyeballs at dean. ahem.]

[dices]

Hold on, did Kaidan and the others go with the cripple guy? [ hold a hand out like chill h/o ] We want to get them, not meet Mr. Douche and Crazy Teen

[rhymeswithdesign]

That's what Clara said, only I thought it was more of a—

[stops, sighs.]

I've no idea what's happened, except that people are gone, but nobody seems to have any idea who or where or under what circumstances, so I'm just—

How were you planning on finding anybody in this mess?