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Post by Mitchell Carr on Aug 24, 2021 9:11:19 GMT -8
The Dancer thumbed his phone, frowning slightly at the 7 notifications he already had and the preview of "the fuck???" from the Sun's Tongue and a older concerned query from Cailleagh on the lock screen. There wasn't any signal in the Hedge; the Token devices that the officers traded worked within their own logic. The Playmate was gone as fast as the later invitation was tapped into the device. A confirmation was sent to the Spear before he turned it off completely.
He was stuck with two kinds of frustration now, but Hua Yuan seemed just as happy for the distraction.
The easy smile on his features settled into a serious frown once he was on his own again.
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