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[gimmethemap]

--me is Mor-- [Static -- wailing static, but it sounds like there's something else in there. Whispering. Moaning.] No I'm not. Now where di--- [screeeee] my comp--

[When the static comes in again, there's clearly something speaking in it but it's too low to make out]

-enr--

(ooc: Morgan's in the East Wing. Being talked to by creepy twitchy ghosts.)

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[amagicalmystery.livejournal.com]

It's all rich people bein' indulgent little shits up here. Carpet and stained glass. They're hiding you and the others somewhere, must be.

...you heard from Iroh?

[gimmethemap]

N-- Onl- oth-- I'v- heard from is W-st. Pad-y is in the c--- next to mine.

Are you s-re the peopl- you're with are the--nes doing this?

[amagicalmystery.livejournal.com]

Oh, I've got no idea who's doing this. I don't care, really, I can be all indignant 'bout it later when we're back on board.

What do you see? Anything we'd recognize if we found it?

[gimmethemap]

Wood d--r. But it's heavy. Round wind--.

[amagicalmystery.livejournal.com]

That don't help... [swears]

Anythin' new or any word of Iroh, help me out, all right? Most of us seem to be playin' the game, so we'll be there soon as we find you.