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[hotheadwarmheart]

 [When Lea appears on the network, he looks worried. No, scratch that. He looks semi-panicked.]

Has anyone seen Jendayi? Little girl, blue hair, pointy ears? I've been taking care of her since she got dropped here, but I can't find her anywhere! I mean she was right there playing on the rug and then when I looked up from what I was doing, she was gone!

((OOC: Occurs concurrently with this log.))

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[10_20_15_5_50]

Oh. Shit. I haven't seen her---sorry!---but now that I know to, I'll keep an eye out!

[hotheadwarmheart]

Thanks. The more eyes the better.

[He combs his fingers back through his spikey hair nervously.]

I dunno if I should go out and look for her myself, or stay here in case she comes home or...

[He trails off with a sigh.]

I just don't know what to do here...

[10_20_15_5_50]

[Sam considers this conundrum carefully, since someone's being lost is a serious matter.

Waiting is the worst, and as you said, more eyes, the better, but it's no good if she comes home only to head out looking for you. Maybe you could have your communication drone stay there so as to tell her 'stay put' if she comes in while you're out? I'd think one should be able to pass on a simple message. And you could pick up a loaner while you're looking---that way, anyone with word could still contact you, and you could sound in if you luck out.

[hotheadwarmheart]

[Lea thinks about that for a moment.]

That... could probably work, yeah. Maybe if I can figure how to make the thing motion activated or something.

Any idea where I would pick up a loaner, though?

[He really doesn't want to waste time looking for that too.]

[10_20_15_5_50]

Maybe even just instructing it to 'repeat my next sentence until you're told to stop' if you've no close neighbours.

[Sam nods immediately upon hearing his question.]

Sure! Wheeljack's workshop is close to the Warehouse, and he said he has tons; I can send you the directions he sent me.

[hotheadwarmheart]

Might work. Wouldn't have to be super-loud or anything, after all. I'll see what I can do.

And yeah, if you could send me the directions that'd be great. I met him, but we talked in the bar, not his place.

[10_20_15_5_50]

All I've got off the top of my head.

[And she'll offer an apologetic shrug, but nod. Zoop! There's the directions file, sent over with mostly-minimal fuss.

There you go!

[hotheadwarmheart]

It's been a big help already.

[He might well have thought of something similar if he were calmer. But his mind is occupied right now.

And directions received!]

Got the directions. And thanks. For everything.

[10_20_15_5_50]

You're more than welcome, man.

[She means it. With this kind of crisis? All she can do is the least she can do.]

I'm heading out now, but if I find this kid, I ought to be able to tell her who had me trying to track her down.

[hotheadwarmheart]

The name's Lea. Got it memorized?

[The catch phrase is more reflex than anything else at the moment, but it is surprisingly apt.]

[10_20_15_5_50]

Sure. Sam. Hopefully I'll hear from you soon.

[With something like a salute, she cuts the feed.]