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[Most of the announcements Sam makes are pretty jovial in tone. This one... isn't. Sam looks (and sounds) tired, and maybe a little worried; unsurprising, with what happened only hours earlier.]

So, uh. I haven't been able to find my moose. Anybody want to help me look before we lose the light? He was last seen in the air west of the warehouse, and having gone over the ground that way... I'm left concluding he's either on top or at least partway in a building, elevation unknown. So, yeah. Any tall dudes or people more mobile than me? I'd really appreciate helping out here.

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Sam!

[Yeah, someone's looking a little worse for wear.]

Why was Bon Ron in the air?

Shit, buddy, you okay over there?!

[The conspicuous damage seems worse than it is, she knows, because it's all she's got to go off of---auras aren't visible over video, to her unending chagrin.]

The Spine threw him. Like he was goin' for the gold in discus. If the incident didn't involve individuals I like it would've been beautiful, but no, it was some BS.

What wringer did you go through? I mean, I got a guess, but...

Yes, I'm all right. I'll mend.

Oh goodness. I'm sorry you and Bon Ron met The Spine while he's like that. It's not his fault, though! He's glitching really badly. I think he's stuck in some really terrible memories from a long time ago.

I tried to stop him, but I couldn't. Not without destroying him altogether. And he doesn't deserve that.

Anyway, I found my comm drone - [obviously, since he's speaking to her on it] - so I can help you look for Bon Ron.

I figured. It's like, is this robot PSTD? Cause it looks an awful like robot PSTD. Bon Ron got this goddamn ten-point toss, but I, Spine wanted to evacuate? So I had him escort me to the hospital so I could go get Paian in on things because my comm drone got punted into probably the miasma.

[The drone she's using now? It's been borrowed.]

I couldn't agree more. Normally, The Spine is just one of the nicest people. And even with what was going on, I don't think he wanted to hurt anyone. It's not like there was malice there.

Right on. Where're you at?

No, definitely no malice. He's scared if anything, I think. And yeah, I think that might be pretty close, about the PTSD.

[Actually, Xan's not 100% what PTSD /is/, exactly, but he can sense that it feels pretty right.]

I'm in the Hub a little east of the center. I was hoping to find a fabric store or maybe a tailoring shop.

[You know, someplace that would have replacement buttons and the like.]

I'd say he's a mess if anything, but to-may-to to-mah-to. I hope the guardians got this all alright.

[It feels like she's pawned this off, which feels, frankly, shitty, but the fact of the matter is Sam's got no idea what makes any mechanical Havener tick---at least, in terms of mechanisms.]

You want me to come help you look, and then you help me look, or...? I know we've got neither needle nor thread back at the apartment.

Well . . . I really do need both of my eyes to find things. If you wouldn't mind helping, I'd really appreciate it, Sam!

Oh shit, I'm an asshole.

I'm sorry! This whole time I'd been under the impression your button eyes were just cosmetic features because they---like---they don't blip.

[YEAH, THAT'S ELOQUENT. She'd explain better---explain that those button eyes never blipped on her radar, never read as active---but she's kinda caught up in feeling like a total, inexcusable tool.]

They don't blip, so I didn't think they actually did anything, and assumed, and oh, good god,

D'you have your missing button? D'you need that button, or is a replacement button okay?

[The first reaction takes the doll by surprise, from the way he flinches back a bit, head tilting.]

It's okay, Sam! You didn't know. I can see okay. I guess it's just that I need to be whole to function properly.

...I still feel like a jerk.

But, uh. Yeah; do we need to be finding that missing button first, or...? What's the scoop?

My original or another, I think either will work. I just do need two buttons. Two eyes.

Gotcha. I can spare a button, at least, if you don't care about its colour. Also, on my way.

Okay! I'll wait for you here. Thanks, Sam.

De nada.

[Click!]

[It's a little while, waiting, but not ages until Sam's nearing her friend's location. Hers is an audible approach, what with her calling out hey, hull-LOOO coming up on the area.]

[Xan stands on his comm drone, waving.]

Here! I'm here!

[And he'll get the drone heading her way.]

[When the doll comes into sight, Sam waves back. She moves to meet him, frowning a little as she looks him over. He looks like he's had a hell of a time... but Xan's aura is still bright and steady; although it has nothing like an organic's aura, in terms of what would or could reflect health, it seems okay.]

Righto, buddy. Sorry for your wait, and sorry it's going to be a bit before we have you fixed up. The first and last time I had to sew something here, I didn't even take the basket out of the Warehouse... but I think I know where I left it, on the off chance it's still there.

Great! I'll follow you, then. Thanks, Sam.

No problem. If it's not still there... well, we'll find or figure something.

[She shrugs as they set off, a short list of possibly-viable jury-rigs running through her mind. If they can't get a needle and thread in a reasonable amount of time, then what? A length of floss with one end tied very very tightly to a toothpick? It might work---the knit of the little golem looks like it might be loose enough---but how rude would it be to table?]

[Well, in a pinch…]

[The doll doesn't say more as it follow Sam where she leads.]

[For some time, Sam's quiet, too. After a while, though---and a few glances over at the little golem---she caves to her curiousity.]

Can I ask for the deets on what went down?

Deets? Oh! Details . . . well, I'm not entirely sure what's wrong with The Spine, but I think he's reliving some past trauma that's driven him made. He attacked me on sight - well, technically, I think he was after my drone. Something about it being a machine, I think. I fought him, but I couldn't do any damage to him without putting in more power than I'm willing to try. I didn't want to actually destroy him, and I didn't want to find out by accident how much damage he can take. So I finally had to back off and look for help. There are others going after him now. Hopefully, they'll be better able to handle him without killing him.

And on your end? I don't want to be rude---I mean, man, I already had my moment---but how did you fight him without coming out of it worse than whatcha did?

Not rude at all, it's okay. My shield, to start with. Plus I'm really small, so I'm that much harder to hit, and I'm quicker than I look when I need to be. I stayed out of reach or got too close for him to effectively use his saw or his energy cannon, and I kept hitting him with my power.

Y'know, this might not be my most sensitive moment, but...

[Sam stops walking, instead standing still to hold a hand up to Xan.]

High five? Cause that's pretty cool.

[Xan's caught a little off-guard, but he stands on his drone with a delighted laugh and plants his hand against the palm of Sam's.]

Thank you! I'm glad you think so.

Oh, for sure.

[Giving Xan a little nod to underscore her assertion, Sam starts walking again. It's a nice stroke of luck that they were able to meet up where they did, since it isn't long---despite the speed at which Sam walks---before they're at the Warehouse, with the skin-witch leading the way to where it was she left the little sewing basket she'd borrowed before.]

[If it's any consolation, she still walks faster than Xan does, so there's that?]

[And then the doll is gazing around in awe. This is like a Costco, IKEA, RadioShack, and a landfill all rolled into one.]

[There is that, and it's a little funny; for being on the small side of her social circle, Sam still towers over her flatemates---with the obvious exception of Bon Ron.]

Talk about a whack of stuff, right? Sorry if I take longer than anticipated to find where I was before.

I've not seen him, but I'd be glad to look for him.

Thanks, Wing. Let me know if you see him---or, you know, a moose-sized hole in a roof or wall I mighta missed.

[He nods.] I will. I’ll call you if I see any possible evidence of him. Let me know if he’s found.

Will do. Catch you later?

[He nods] I'll see you later, Sam.

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