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Irving Braxiatel. Terribly sorry, but I am far too busy to answer the phone just now, but please do leave a message. Don't reverse the charges. Thank you.

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[The Doctor looks... apprehensive is perhaps the best word to describe it. But he's doing his best to cover it up with a cheerful expression.]

Hello! I was calling because I thought... well, you've no doubt seen it already, there's some sort of village outside the city. I, along with some of my other selves and friends, are going--I'm not exactly sure who, but I thought perhaps...

[Oh this is going so well. He really needs to get to the point.]

Would you like to come? It might be interesting, and it's a chance to see something new, for a change.

[This is totally supposed to be an apology for the way he acted at the masquerade. >_>]

[ Their exchange from yesterday had been weighing on her mind and made it difficult for her to sleep that night. Which was why eventually convinced herself to try reaching out to him the next day. ]

Braxiatel. When you get this message, please, contact me back. I... [ She hesitates for a moment as she tries to find the right words. ] I want to talk to you about yesterday.

[Considering the last few days, Eight looks surprisingly chipper.]

Brax, how would you like to be conscripted for something happy for a change?

[In honor of the Earth holiday centering on love, Freya sends out a little gift around this time.

A small box containing a piece of chocolate will appear on your pillow during the day. When consumed, the chocolate’s magic will lift your mood for a short period of time. It’s accompanied by a note.]

Where love might bring about sorrow, it also welcomes joy.

[ In honour of the god centering on love being a giant frilly prissypants, Loki sends his own little gift just a few hours after hers.

His box of chocolate will look, smell, and taste exactly like Freya's did, appearing right next to where Freya's was or is if you haven't picked it up yet. The only difference between the two is that Loki's won't lift your mood; it'll give you loud and embarrassing flatulence for the next three hours.

It's also accompanied by a note. ]

Where joy might bring about yearning, it also welcomes wonder.

[Brax actually gets a text, since he's the absolute least likely to follow Eight out of the city or try to talk him out of leaving. Besides, he needs a little understanding from his big brother right about now.]

She's gone, Brax. And yes, I did wait to make sure it wasn't simply a freak, one night disappearance like last time. She may be gone for good.

I'm leaving Asgard this morning to spend some time alone with my thoughts in Utgard. The others have been left notes, and Clementine's been told that if she needs anything, everyone in the houses will be perfectly happy to help her. Only you and Eleven have been told of where I'm going, though I'm sure the TARDIS will guess. I just need to be...away. They mean well, and I love how much they're all very invested in trying to fix what's bothering other people, but I don't want to be fixed right now. I need to put some distance between myself and everyone else, and it helps that the network doesn't work outside of the city.

I'll be home in a few days.

Master Irving? I... apologise for any actions I may have taken in the last week. And the previous, when you yourself were under similar straights. Also I... saw your post about the Lady Romana. I am, of course, always available to help at the station if you need an extra set of hands there, though I fear you may need to explain quite a bit initially. However, if you wish for company - that, also, I would be honored to provide.

[She comes for tea, late, and unannounced. No basket. Nothing but herself, no jacket, either, and it's cold out. Ril supposes she ought to be used to it, the cold, but it never seems like she gets closer to acclimating. Or maybe it's because Six is missing as she can't find him. Still.

If anyone could find him, it should have been her.

But it's late when she knocks and she can't really bring herself to care exactly how late. But it's dark outside and the clouds obscure the moon.]

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