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[timmers]

"This is Tim. Can't talk, so leave me a message and I'll get back to you."   

[AUDIO/VIDEO/TEXT]

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[hititwithacrowbar]

[ Jason always keeps his cigarettes hidden in the glovebox in the car, and in his freezer at the flat. Trying to keep Jon and Damian from seeing them. He thought he'd done a good job until he moved outside, to get the pack from the glovebox... seeing they were not only gone but something else in their place. What the hell.

It wouldnt be Damian, he knew better. And Jon wouldn't know any better... He doubted Wally would say much, so. He pulled his phone out texting Tim. ]

Where are they, Timbers?

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[wiccant]

Still want to go on that jungle adventure?

audio; un: c.cain

[cassassin]

[It hadn't been hard to find him on the network once she'd gotten her bearings, at least. It wasn't everyone, or even who she wanted to see most, if she was feeling selfish but... it was a start.]

Tim?

[A note of hesitation, of "we left things in a weird place back home and then i ran off to serbia and didn't talk to any of you for weeks."]

audio; un: c.cain

[cassassin]

Tim?

[well, she was going to have to talk to him about this eventually. or at least she'd feel weird if she didn't.]

I need advice.