Third Howl [Private Messages, late Friday night]

[professorwolf]

A series of private audio messages:


[To Eliot, left on his phone:]

Eliot, this is-- Professor Lyall.

[Yes, there's a brief hesitation there. He's still not entirely sure he oughtn't go with his first name, since Eliot insisted he use his.]

I have found a scent trail for the Oracle. If you would like to help me investigate, I would be glad of your company.

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[To Kaidan, who has now graduated from title status into last name status:]

Alenko, this is Lyall. I seem to have found the Oracle, or at least some sign of her. I would like to speak with you in person about it, if possible.

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[To Tony, since he was so... helpful last time, and proving he did indeed learn how to make a private call:]

Mister Stark. I thought you might like to know I have found some sign of the Oracle, though not her, herself. I will keep you updated, if you like.

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[professorwolf]

Of course, you will be the first to know.

[Lyall offers a small smile.]

I had best be on my way. Especially if I want to track down Mister Stark's laboratory or whatever it is, before I find Eliot.

After Eliot, Kaidan would of course be his second option for breaking into something locked. He just imagines Eliot to be both stronger and more devious than Kaidan, who he sees as a much more upright sort of fellow. Lyall

[standsentinel]

Have you tried calling his communicator directly to ask him?

[For anyone else, there might be a bit of mild snark leavening Kaidan's tone. For Lyall, who he knows full well is from an era before even the invention of the telephone, it's offered as an honest suggestion.]

I've only met him while out and about, or at the ship, or invited him here, so I'm not clear on where it is myself.

[professorwolf]

((wow, that's what happens when I tag late at night... XD holy unfinished thought, Batman!))


[Lyall looks rueful.]

I was already speaking with him on the communicator, unfortunately, and I could barely hear him over this awful... noise, which he refused to either desist of or explain. I suppose I shall just track him down the old-fashioned way, then, or else give it up if it takes too long.

[He shakes his head. Yes, he's aware of the uses of the things, but he's not willing to subject his poor ears to that again.]

[standsentinel]

Ah. Yeah... there's a lot of welding and other shop work that would be hard on the ears.

[Tactfully, Kaidan opts not to share sudden memories of his boyhood dog's disappearing act in the face of his father's power tools.]

You could send him a text message, maybe -- all the information, none of the hearing loss.

[professorwolf]

[Shaking his head, Lyall says,]

He has the gist of the information, as it is, it isn't that imperative. Besides, I would really rather keep as much of this off the network as I can.

[He offers Kaidan a brief bow.]

I'm sure I'll be seeing you again soon, Alenko.

[standsentinel]

You know where to find me... and I promise I'll kill the arc welder first if you want to talk.

[Alenkos: More polite than Starks.]

Good hunting, Lyall.

[professorwolf]

[Much more polite, and that would be one of many reasons Lyall likes him so much more.... He offers a small but warm smile for the major.]

Thank you.

[And with a final tip of the hat, he's off.]