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.

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[Audio]

[professorwolf]

[And now Lyall is a little uncomfortable, himself. One of his good friends is apparently together with this... annoying personage. Well, he supposes he's disapproved of romantic entanglements in the past, and managed to adjust to them.]

Regardless. I will let you know what I gather from the locals, later on. If we're lucky, this isn't anything to fret over.

[Though he's likely to be doing plenty of fretting, in the meantime. He doesn't like mysterious disappearances. They always lead to trouble.]

[Audio]

[nodavinci]

Well, now that you've said that, we're all doomed. Good luck.

[He signs off without waiting for a response. So very polite.]

[Audio]

[professorwolf]

[Lyall gives a sniff of disapproval before he, too, shuts down the device. He has people to question, at the very least, and he can worry about Tony Stark... later.]