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Meet the mystery returns man [closed]
Date: 17/04/19
Characters: Mystery returns NPC, Chad, Feste, Sadie, Thom, Walter, Russell, tell me if I forgot someone
Following this network post by Chad, a number of people is now heading towards the Costa on the High Street, which sits on the corner of the "street with the five lampposts" that leads down to the sea.
They will find everything as normal, and through the window they can see a variety of people having coffee - including one man who is currently studying a newspaper and who may or may not look familiar to someone. Though last time people saw him he had a rather big thing on his face, so recognition may be very hard.
Characters: Mystery returns NPC, Chad, Feste, Sadie, Thom, Walter, Russell, tell me if I forgot someone
Following this network post by Chad, a number of people is now heading towards the Costa on the High Street, which sits on the corner of the "street with the five lampposts" that leads down to the sea.
They will find everything as normal, and through the window they can see a variety of people having coffee - including one man who is currently studying a newspaper and who may or may not look familiar to someone. Though last time people saw him he had a rather big thing on his face, so recognition may be very hard.
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When he turns the corner and sees the Costa, there's already a very crowded postbox on the street, its shadow full of dogs and children in a terribly suspicious crowd.
...If nothing else, he can be grateful that most people won't guess what the group of them is up to. Mischief, undoubtedly, but stalking a potentially-magic gift giver? Maybe not.
Russell shakes his head at the group as he passes, but tries not to make too much eye contact as he heads inside. The better to get some eyes on the inside, and see who it is Chad has tracked here.
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Once Russell enters, she smiles and waves at him, nothing suspicious, just two friends getting coffee. Once he sits down she whispers quietly at him, "Do you recognise him, there's something about him that seems somewhat familiar to me?"
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"Do I recognize him...?" Russell does his best to look around casually, checking the faces of the various men in the cafe. Unfortunately, as he considers himself too old to visit Santa Claus, he'd passed the man in the mall by entirely. And by the time he'd heard the rumor of the range of gifts the mall santa was giving out, the man already moved on.
After a glance around, he grimaces and shakes his head. "Honest, I don't even know who it is we're looking for. The group outside stands out too much, I didn't want to stop and talk."
He'd just planned to doublecheck the network in hopes of clues in all the chatter.
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"Right. Well... I came be sure he doesn't leave a strange way," Russell whispers back. "And that Chad doesn't... bite off more than he can chew." Literally, maybe. "What else can we really do, ask him if we look familiar to him?"
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Russell tries a polite smile, but mostly keeps focusing his line of sight through the phone, letting him see when the mystery man starts watching outside. He can't be sure what exactly the man's looking at, but he can assume the worst. "Oh, they can't keep hidden for anything, can they..."
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"...How do you think your family will feel?" Sadie ventures delicately, hopefully, Russell's family will be accepting too."
sadie's the first to ask that, she gets a ramble
But before he finds the words to expand on that kind of notion, Sadie follows it up with a heavier kind of question. He sucks in a breath, shoots a quick glance at her face, and gets the sense that she's sincerely concerned, enough to be gentle about asking. It's a big enough question that he doesn't dare just brush it off.
"...Well. That's hard to say." He keeps his voice quiet, leaning forward to be easier to hear but not more easily overheard. "If this weren't only happening here in this little area, but all around the world... With everybody knowing about, without, uh, panicking... I could tell them about it, maybe show them some tricks, tell them I'm still myself on the inside, mostly... I think they could accept that. In their own ways. Mostly." He shrugs, briefly, not convinced that all this wouldn't set off a worldwide violent panic about mutants or monsters or somesuch. Or that all his family wouldn't panic.
"But as it is... Mum might see some special, spiritual significance in it all, or she might worry about the danger this puts me in. My big brother and sister, they'll want to know why I'm still here, why I haven't... gotten out, gotten away from whatever this is. My father..." Russell shakes his head slowly, unsure, and not wanting to go that far about things talking with Sadie. And he brings it back to things she might know more about. "My aunts, at least - our aunts, that is, Rosemary and Agatha - I'd like to think that they'd be as astonished as anyone, but more focused on love and support than anything. I want to think that. I just... don't think I want to broach any of this, with anyone outside all of this, until I have to. Especially if leaving means I'd forget, but they wouldn't."
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"It's scary," Sadie admits quietly and tugs at her beanie, "I probably never would have said anything to my parents if it hadn't been for these and there were so many 'What Ifs?' swirling around my head. And they asked me that too, why didn't I want to leave?"
She sighs, double-checking that the mystery man hasn't gone anywhere before continuing, "I think we need to start organising regular trips outside the barrier or something, it's what Ben and I have been doing so now, even when we leave we sort of know the basics of what's happening back here and it's made things a little less stressful. And maybe pick one person to tell, just in case stuff gets a bit more...dramatic in the future?"
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Much to the irritation of his sister, who hadn't expected him to beg off visiting on holiday. She'd been appeased when he admitted to financial worries, but that would only stand for so long. Especially with his dwindling presence on social media.
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She would have said more if the gentleman that they had been watching hadn't started to make his way towards the exit prompting Sadie to chug down the rest of her slightly too hot hot chocolate, "Let's follow a little bit behind!"
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He stretches a little as he stands. Not hugely, not so wide to draw lots of attention... but what should be casual enough to look like they've just happened to get up at the same time as a man from another table. And once the man's about at the doorway, Russell casually slips his mobile to his pocket, and heads that same way.
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