Hate having to ask...

[not_so_different]

[Missy sighs, as if turning on the mirror is the biggest inconvenience in the world. Looking rather irritated, she raises an eyebrow.]

Has anyone seen the Doctor? The one with the eyebrows. I wouldn't ask, since he wanders off more often than a bored puppy but I happened to notice a curious note on the mission board saying he was missing...

((OOC:Plot start! Log is here))

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[not_so_different]

[She shrugs, making a face.]

If I knew I'd be asking them.

[strangeandunusual]

Don't worry, I'll help you find him. Have you checked your treehouse?

[she may be thinking of it as the best place to start]

[not_so_different]

You're such a dear. Not yet, but the note on the mission board did include some sort of a map. Perhaps you should give it a look.

[strangeandunusual]

[something about that almost seems odd ... but ... this is Missy. Missy, who she spent a few days with when she wasn't sure she had anywhere else to go. her friend who'd talked her down from so many rough days when she'd been at the end of her temper. Missy, who she trusts, because she's trying so hard to be good.]

Of course. ... I'm guessing you're staying here in case he comes back?

[not_so_different]

[Odd? Pish, nothing odd about this at all. Her smile stays frozen in place.]

Yes, I will. If I hear anything I'll be sure to contact you.