Owls don't bother me. There are a lot of animals in this house, Kate. As long as nothing tries to eat the hamsters, I'll generally let it stay around as long as it wants.
["nothing" and "let it" this is not the first time an owl has crashed for an extended visit and it's not the first time Will just walked by, made sure the hamster cage was shut tightly, and went about his business. Good choice.]
Boatyard operators don't care how you keep your hair as long you get the job done. Only drawback is what you have to do to get rid of any diesel oil that gets on it. [CUTE AS HELL] This the sort of catching up you had in mind?
[Not that...Will minds, necessarily. He doesn't. It's simply still very foreign for most people to talk to him without a particular reason in mind, and he wouldn't want that to get lost.]
No, but now I have to make sure that you aren't housing any animals that I don't want in my hair if I ever come around. Though that's mostly cats, and as I've unfortunately learned, most people keep them.
Go figure, right?
[Beating around the bush. It's a rather large bush. She pauses before she continues typing, because how she phrases this has to be delicate. Their previous conversations about his "comrades" Baltimore arms have always been awkward, and she imagines that this won't be any different.]
But mostly I wanted to see if you were all right. I noticed some names missing from the communication reel a while ago ... and, well.
I'll make sure to put the cats somewhere safe if you ever come around.
[Go figure indeed. How did this become his life. Where are the dogs?]
I've had time to adjust, I'm doing all right. I appreciate you checking in about it, though. I know Freddie wasn't highly thought of by a lot of people.
[That is, he wants to believe this is out of concern and not going to turn into some more questioning about Baltimore. He wouldn't be surprised for the latter, but...having people who do have some concern for how things are going only because they want something in return isn't unusual. It's refreshing when that's not the case.]
We were closer here than we'd been back home, yes.
[The whole Freddie-not-Freddie in his shop is something that's gotten his goat a bit more than it really should for that reason right there. Had someone else figured it out? Had someone else been preying on their relationship, no matter how much they might have put up pretenses in public about disliking each other? Did someone know? Will's been here a while, but Kate's been here longer, and their circles are different. The message takes a few minutes to come, all as one, but eventually he adds on what he's been avoiding asking anyone (or even talking about), and she gets...]
This might seem like a question from left field, so I'll recognize that before I ask it. But do you know of anyone here with the ability to change bodies? Look and sound like someone else completely, so much you can't tell any difference?
[The question is an odd one. The answer is "yes," and she'll tell him as much, but Kate will want to know more information. She always feels like there's a certain degree of chess playing that has to be done, even when she's speaking to Will. It's an unfortunate side effect of who she's also met from Baltimore, and his bit about his own deeds.
Plus, given that the names that come to mind are her friends, she's extra cautious.]
I've heard of it before. Usually the difference is in the knowledge, though, right? Why do you ask?
Freddie came by the shop the other night. April 1st. [Yeah, yeah, it took him a bit to put that together, but he thought she was super murdered and gone forever. Too bad he's not dropping those details.] I didn't believe it at first, but we hugged and she was real, you know? This wasn't a trick of the light, or imagination. She was real and breathing, in one of her usual outfits. Told me she'd already seen Dr. Chilton. She must have, because she knew Abigail was gone. Abigail was still here when Freddie vanished. She knew what she was supposed to, but right after she left, I looked on the device. She wasn't on it. I haven't seen her since. She's nowhere to be found. This doesn't happen back where we come from, but I've exhausted the other possibilities. The Porter wouldn't chuck somebody here for a few hours and take them back, right? That's absurd.
[It might be a weird view of Freddie Lounds and an unsympathetic one, but Kate's guess with the woman is that she wouldn't want to appear as if she needed to do that.
[BUT HIS BABY FACE, KATE. IT COMBATS THE FISH SMELL, RIGHT?]
She didn't. I asked for one, she obliged. [She didn't run into the shop and throw herself in his arms. Or the other way around. It was strictly professional. Ish. No sappy emotional outbursts, no swooning, no corsets flying open.] Freddie and I shared a hotel room in Minnesota to save on funds, after we spent an entire day in the car together. Then I drove from De Chima to Heropa with her claiming to be from Uranus, and calling me a traitor and a dickhead to my face as well as people on the communicator. We've been through a lot together, a simple hug is a drop in the bucket by comparison.
And she didn't say anything that seemed off? Did she offer the information about Abigail herself, or did you provide it first? Do you know anyone close to you who might have done this? [Close, she says, because no one she knows would do this. No one she knows would bother, at least without her finding out.]
I did bring up Abigail first, but she already knew. Her reaction gave that away. Freddie cares about Abigail as much as I do. If she didn't know, she would have acted differently. [Oops there's that "Freddie has feelings" bus again.] I have no idea. I don't know anyone who can do that.
[Kate, that's horrifying. You know how Baltimore is with their secrets.]
She didn't. She touched a few of the things in my shop, but she's not the only who has. It won't work that way, will it? They've all been handled by multiple other people at this point.
It's also linked to the significance of the connection. If she lingered on something, given her involvement there, it might lead to something, but honestly ... no promises.
And I think you'd have something on hand already even without my explanation.
She picked up a pen, but that's really it. She didn't linger at all. Sort of in and out and on to the next thing. I had assumed she was headed back to wherever house she was put in this time around, if she wasn't put in the same.
Thanks for the offer, though.
[And they had been talking about her murder (as well as Abigail), does Kate really need to pick up on that? Is it worth the risk? Does she want to have more dirt on Baltimore being dirty?]
[He thinks to mention that no one can do Freddie's job without having her things, and Will would know, considering he took a good portion of her things. But that might sound wrong, and it might lead to a conversation that he has been trying to not have with too many people.]
You were an avid reader of Tattlecrime, too?
[He's careful to add that "too" on there—look, Kate, he's accepted and doesn't mind presenting his status as a follower of Tattlecrime, no need to stand on pretense. He has no room to judge.]
I follow Tattlecrime more attentively than I do the Network, of course I saw it. Seen it every day since. Keep thinking it'll pop up something new and she'll be drawing everyone's attention to it in the next 10 minutes.
[There have been harsher, it's all right. Part of dealing with Baltimore is knowing the natures and dangers of the beasts all around, he's not going to be offended by a less than pleasant take on Freddie Lounds. Desperation is a far cry from stupidity. Even predators get desperate. It's all good.]
Well, if it does, make sure to have someone [here, she types "like Skye check it out," but she has to backspace, as Skye is gone] check it out for IP addresses and the like.
Look, I know I haven't been the most sensitive about this, and I'm sorry. I guess focusing on this new mystery is easier than that.
It's fine, Kate. Really. I'd rather people be honest about Freddie and what sort of person they thought she was than trip up trying to be polite. I don't think there's anything anyone here could say that would be as insensitive as some of what's been said about her at home, either.
She's just one of those kinds of people. Nothing to be sorry about. Freddie never was.
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[A choice has been made.]
But surprisingly, the long, scraggly look really works for you. Maybe it's the baby face.
[This is not hitting on Will Graham, but he is cute.
She'll get to that other stuff in a moment.]
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["nothing" and "let it" this is not the first time an owl has crashed for an extended visit and it's not the first time Will just walked by, made sure the hamster cage was shut tightly, and went about his business. Good choice.]
Boatyard operators don't care how you keep your hair as long you get the job done. Only drawback is what you have to do to get rid of any diesel oil that gets on it. [CUTE AS HELL] This the sort of catching up you had in mind?
[Not that...Will minds, necessarily. He doesn't. It's simply still very foreign for most people to talk to him without a particular reason in mind, and he wouldn't want that to get lost.]
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Go figure, right?
[Beating around the bush. It's a rather large bush. She pauses before she continues typing, because how she phrases this has to be delicate. Their previous conversations about his "comrades" Baltimore arms have always been awkward, and she imagines that this won't be any different.]
But mostly I wanted to see if you were all right. I noticed some names missing from the communication reel a while ago ... and, well.
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[Go figure indeed. How did this become his life. Where are the dogs?]
I've had time to adjust, I'm doing all right. I appreciate you checking in about it, though. I know Freddie wasn't highly thought of by a lot of people.
[That is, he wants to believe this is out of concern and not going to turn into some more questioning about Baltimore. He wouldn't be surprised for the latter, but...having people who do have some concern for how things are going only because they want something in return isn't unusual. It's refreshing when that's not the case.]
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[Well, Will's opinion on her changed suddenly from one thing to another, so she assumes something happened there.]
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[The whole Freddie-not-Freddie in his shop is something that's gotten his goat a bit more than it really should for that reason right there. Had someone else figured it out? Had someone else been preying on their relationship, no matter how much they might have put up pretenses in public about disliking each other? Did someone know? Will's been here a while, but Kate's been here longer, and their circles are different. The message takes a few minutes to come, all as one, but eventually he adds on what he's been avoiding asking anyone (or even talking about), and she gets...]
This might seem like a question from left field, so I'll recognize that before I ask it. But do you know of anyone here with the ability to change bodies? Look and sound like someone else completely, so much you can't tell any difference?
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Plus, given that the names that come to mind are her friends, she's extra cautious.]
I've heard of it before. Usually the difference is in the knowledge, though, right? Why do you ask?
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[It might be a weird view of Freddie Lounds and an unsympathetic one, but Kate's guess with the woman is that she wouldn't want to appear as if she needed to do that.
But she might be wrong.]
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She didn't. I asked for one, she obliged. [She didn't run into the shop and throw herself in his arms. Or the other way around. It was strictly professional. Ish. No sappy emotional outbursts, no swooning, no corsets flying open.] Freddie and I shared a hotel room in Minnesota to save on funds, after we spent an entire day in the car together. Then I drove from De Chima to Heropa with her claiming to be from Uranus, and calling me a traitor and a dickhead to my face as well as people on the communicator. We've been through a lot together, a simple hug is a drop in the bucket by comparison.
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..............................................balls.]
I did bring up Abigail first, but she already knew. Her reaction gave that away. Freddie cares about Abigail as much as I do. If she didn't know, she would have acted differently. [Oops there's that "Freddie has feelings" bus again.] I have no idea. I don't know anyone who can do that.
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Did she happen to leave anything with you on hand? Any objects, pieces of information, or anything else? I think you know by now what I can do.
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She didn't. She touched a few of the things in my shop, but she's not the only who has. It won't work that way, will it? They've all been handled by multiple other people at this point.
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And I think you'd have something on hand already even without my explanation.
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Thanks for the offer, though.
[And they had been talking about her murder (as well as Abigail), does Kate really need to pick up on that? Is it worth the risk? Does she want to have more dirt on Baltimore being dirty?]
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Either way, I can verify that I haven't seen any Freddie Lounds remarks lately, and obviously, she hasn't been updating her site.
Whoever this is can only do a portion of the "job," so to speak.
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You were an avid reader of Tattlecrime, too?
[He's careful to add that "too" on there—look, Kate, he's accepted and doesn't mind presenting his status as a follower of Tattlecrime, no need to stand on pretense. He has no room to judge.]
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[It's a harsh take on Freddie in the wake of everything, but it's the truth. There's no need to hide it now.]
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I follow Tattlecrime more attentively than I do the Network, of course I saw it. Seen it every day since. Keep thinking it'll pop up something new and she'll be drawing everyone's attention to it in the next 10 minutes.
[There have been harsher, it's all right. Part of dealing with Baltimore is knowing the natures and dangers of the beasts all around, he's not going to be offended by a less than pleasant take on Freddie Lounds. Desperation is a far cry from stupidity. Even predators get desperate. It's all good.]
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Look, I know I haven't been the most sensitive about this, and I'm sorry. I guess focusing on this new mystery is easier than that.
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She's just one of those kinds of people. Nothing to be sorry about. Freddie never was.
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I'll keep an eye open and let you know if I see anything, okay?
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[He'd say he appreciates it but he's already said that, and even though it's true...overkill isn't what he's going for. Communication, so difficult.]
If there's anything I can do in return, let me know. Officially or unofficially.
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