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[The ship corridor Rumple is transmitting from-- using Belle's communicator, for those who can tell such things-- is a little bit dimmer than it should be, and there's a few flashes off to one side. And a bit of a hissing, fizzing sort of sound... like ruined electronics might make.

Rumple ignores it all. He looks upset, angry, but not to the extent that he hasn't calmed down a little since his initial rage. The network has officially missed the worst of his temper tantrum.]

This ship is stealing people.

[All right, not quite all of the temper tantrum. He bashes at something off-screen with his cane.]

Belle is gone. She was here one minute, and gone the next. And it is this damn ship that took her!

[Good luck convincing him otherwise.]
infourbooks: Neville at the head of a line, holding his wand, looking nervous (Hesitant)
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[Neville hasn't always lived alone above the shop. So he figures he might as well open up his home to those who need it.]

If anyone needs a place to stay, I have extra space in the flat above my shop. I have some protective charms up, so it should be fairly safe.

[Which reminds him...]

If anyone else wants me to put the same ones up for them, I can do that too.
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I'm looking for someone named Alenko, and someone named Stark.

My name's Chloe, and if you have any information on where I can find either of these two p-people--

[Chloe falters a moment, going pale, then continues.]

If you know where I can find them, please let me know.

Thanks.
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[Currently a petite strawberry-blonde teen is clutching the pendant hanging from a ribbon around her neck as she scuttles between hiding places in the ship and stares with wide-eyed curiosity mixed with finite fear at the names located on the other pods located all around her. Yes, she is looking for specific names and is both dreading and hoping she might come across one she recognizes. There are thousands of pods here, however, and the fingers of her other hand begins to clutch more firmly at the small device she found with her clothing where she had first awoken. After a short hesitation, Chloe presses a button and brings the device to her lips.]

H-hello?

[A hesitating pause, then Chloe seems to find her courage--and outrage.]

Wh-whoever is in charge here, I really don't appreciate being left in the dark. Where am I, and why am I here? Wh-where is my Aunt Lauren, Derek, and the others? Haven't you done enough? Just l-leave us alone!

[If she was thinking clearly, she would realize the Edison Group never would have left Chloe her Swiss Army knife or can of mace... But she was kind of freaking out after waking up naked and without her pendant around her neck.]

Or else.

[Those two words sounded almost like a growl--something Chloe may have loosely picked up from her werewolf boyfriend. Despite the threat, her panicked mind silently taunted her: 'Or else what, Chloe?']
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