Second Strike

[no-object.livejournal.com]

[Oswald is tearing around his apartment, leaving carnage in his wake. The CAT is on the floor and he's at a sharp angle as he keeps passing back and forth in front of the screen]

Where is it?! Who would dare t take my Belderiver from me!? Show yourself!

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[fortune_sought]

[curious] Have you lost something, too?

[no-object.livejournal.com]

[turns quickly, looking for the voice] Who's there?!

[fortune_sought]

My name is Sophie. You should have a strange charm with you--have you found it? Somehow it allows us to talk to each other.

[no-object.livejournal.com]

Sophie? A charm? [looks around and finally spots the CAT on the ground] This object?

[fortune_sought]

Yes, I found one in my pocket.

[no-object.livejournal.com]

[pokes at it] Will this lead me to the thief?

[fortune_sought]

[frowns] I don't know. I found a card, as well. Did you?

[no-object.livejournal.com]

A card? You mean this? [holds up the card he found when he first realised Belderiver was gone] Is this a clue to the thief? I will not stand by and let someone steal what is mine. I will find this person.

[fortune_sought]

Did you read the other side? It sounds to me like someone is playing a game. [and she doesn't look happy about that in the least]

[no-object.livejournal.com]

A game? I'll teach them that stealing from me is no game.

[fortune_sought]

You won't be the only one!

But stealing isn't all they've done. Do you know where we are?

[no-object.livejournal.com]

No, I do not. Do you?

[fortune_sought]

No, and I think that's even stranger than my missing pincushion.