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[fairfeste]

Date: January 15th
Characters: Feste

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im stuck

i dont kno y

plz help im late o(〒﹏〒)o

Comments

[catted]

Stuck where?

How?

[Feste, what did you DO]

[fairfeste]

[THEY DON'T KNOW.]<

i dont kno how

there was a echo thing

and now i cant cross the street

[catted]

What do you mean you can't cross the street?

[Please don't tell her you lost use of your legs or something, Feste, your sister having been in a coma was bad enough]

[fairfeste]

i just cant!!!

i can go bac twrds home but cant cross the street!!

[catted]

...you can only walk backwards now?

[wat]

[text]

[dragoonrouge]

Stuck? Stuck where?!

[text]

[fairfeste]

[They'll give her the intersection they're at. They're just trying to get across the crosswalk and...... can't.]

i dont kno y im stuck

i did this ystrdy

[dragoonrouge]

[That actually...wasn't all that far away. Sadie pulls on her coat and shoes and heads out.]

Has anything about the crossing or the pavement changed since yesterday? Did you get an Echo?

[fairfeste]

pavment's same

got an echo tho

[dragoonrouge]

How long ago did you get this Echo, and where you doing anything new at the time that might have triggered it?

[scarsolderthanyou]

[Sigh. Why does his family all have to be weird.]

Where are you, Feste? I'll come over and have a look and see what might be the problem.

[fairfeste]

[this is your life sam sorry.

feste will send him the intersection they're stuck at.]

thx grandpa (ಥ﹏ಥ)

[scarsolderthanyou]

[About fifteen minutes later (maybe more, maybe less, depending on where exactly the intersection is in relation to his house), Sam's big car rolls up to the curb nearest where Feste is waiting, parks, and he climbs out and heads the boy's way.]

Hey. Still stuck?

[fairfeste]

[Feste feels (and probably looks) kind of stupid, just standing by the edge of the crosswalk and not even pacing. Just. Standing awkwardly.

Their shoulders sag with clear relief when Sam approaches.]

Yeah... I don’t know what’s happening.

[scarsolderthanyou]

Well, let's look around. Where were you exactly when you stopped?

[Sam looks around, mouth open a little, taking in the scents.]

[Text]

[vernal_miss]

Grandpa will figure it out. You’ll be okay!

Did you call work?

[Text]

[fairfeste]

yeah

didnt know what to tell them tho

[they were torn between 'stuck in traffic' and 'sick' and ended up saying 'sick in traffic' by accident.]

[Text]

[vernal_miss]

[Her handwriting is a little messier than usual and slanted, jotting messages between math problems on a separate page of paper under her desk.]

You can explain when you get there. Maybe Grandpa can help you think of something?

What do you feel when you try to cross the street?

[Text]

[fairfeste]

yeah

[they don't want to worry nel but they're definitely panicking a little.]

it feels like a wall or smth

[Text]

[iamnotgod]

[Since it looks like Feste has arranged for transport-]

Is there anything around you we could attribute this to?

[That they can attribute the 'magnetic reaction' Nel pointed out to, at any rate.]

[Text]

[fairfeste]

no

theres pavement

roadsalt

sign

idk

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[iamnotgod]

[Walter mentally files the 'salt' mention away for later.]

How high would you rate the likelihood of this being the result of an Echo, as opposed to an allergy or something else mundane?

[Text]

[fairfeste]

very

i got 1 like right b4

[Text]

[spaghettimonster]

youre not stuck out by the boundary are you??

[Please don't tell him the edge of the echoes is becoming a wall instead of an amnesia zone, having the choice to stay and remember is so much better than being unable to leave.]

[Text]

[fairfeste]

no im in town

sorta near the studio