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[burntvideocassette]

"This is, uh. It's Jay. Leave a message, and I'll try to get back to you."

[voice/text/video/action/anything]

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mirror writing, 6/13

[pseudological]

[At some point, writing will appear on the mirror in Jay's room. There's no escaping his reach, no escaping the mirrors interspersed throughout Wonderland, especially since the version of Jay that showed up on this side of the glass is so - susceptible.

Color him curious.]

The prodigal cameraman returns.
Planning on sticking around this time, sport?

text, 6/17

[choosetruth]

[She gives Jay a little time to settle in before contacting him again. Just a little. She wants him comfortable, but not too comfortable, and while she's not sure how accurate Tim's appraisal of Jay is in terms of how much of a risk to himself and others he is, well, she does want to keep an eye on him. And see if she can't show him how the news should work while she's at it.]

Do you want a job?

text on like 11/05

[postictal]

[Sent around midnight, without preamble:]

Never ask me anything like that again.

[adaptiveimmunities]

[Left outside Jay's door, wrapped with a note:
(except the person looks more like Jay.)]

Jay--

Merry Christmas.

--Shaun

[choosetruth]

[Left outside Jay's door, wrapped in brown paper, is a book. It's signed To Jay, From Georgia, but there is no note past that.

There may or may not be a test later.]

[voice] backdated to 2/12, SINCE SHIT'S GETTING REAL

[punful]

[Sans would very, very much prefer to not have this conversation at all, maybe even just sweep it all under the rug like usual, but that won't work this time. This is about damage control.]

it's me. we should talk.