Second Howl [Audio, Saturday morning]

[professorwolf]

[An hour and a half after the Oracle's interrupted broadcast, another comes through. This one is obviously not from the Oracle. Lyall sounds a bit tense, though not terribly alarmed-- though he's most certainly feeling alarmed, he keeps that expression off his face with his usual firm control.

He even skips the polite greeting he might have otherwise started with.]

This is Randolph Lyall. The Oracle is missing. If anyone knows where she might have disappeared to, please check for her there. Or contact me privately and I will do so. Thank you.

Comments

[professorwolf]

[That's an interesting question.]

For the Oracle, yes, I believe so. For Nem-- and no, I'm afraid I haven't heard of any longer name for him. For Nem, I suppose I could find you a pen he has used, but I do not actually know where he lives.

[hackreality]

[Hm, the pen might not be significant enough... but it's something, anyway.]

Good. I can't guarantee results, but I might be able to do something with that towards finding them. Where should I go?

[professorwolf]

Anything is better than nothing. In this rain, I'm afraid I'm next to useless at tracking. You can meet me at the Vault of Knowledge, if you know where that is.

[hackreality]

I think I do, but I'll give you a call if I get lost. See you soon, hopefully.

[log/action/handwave?]

[professorwolf]

(('sup to you! I'm cool to continue, if you are, action here is fine. though even if we handwave, we'll hafta ask PG if she manages to find anything))