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< VersaillesWitch > [PRIVATE] | Dated to mid-January Event | Deadman's Switch

[gothicgambit]

[The message comes in the hours of late, late night, sent to several inboxes in an automated swath.]

Hello.

If you're receiving this I am either dead, wounded, or captured to the point I cannot reach my laptop. This is a Deadman's Switch message I must disarm every twelve hours. I have failed to do so.

My suggestion would be to find Mukuro Ikusaba, as she is the most likely person to know my final whereabouts. Apologies, for the inconvenience.

[youngtimer]

[when the message arrives, he's on the network scouring posts for any indication of where his own stupid doppel might be, and starting to nod off a bit despite the coffee he's been mainlining.

he's decidedly awake now.

awake, and remarkably afraid. he hasn't felt fear like this in decades. it feels like Blinking down the sidewalk and suddenly realizing you're in the middle of an apocalypse. like he's not sure what's going on, but Something Bad is about to grab his heart in cold talons and twist.]

Bee.

[he reads it once, twice, numb with terror, before he realizes how stupid he's being.]

Shit, get it together, asshole.

[and then ... he texts Mukuro.]