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[bub_snikt]

To some, a familiar voice and memorable face - albeit one they haven't even thought about for quite some time - crackles into view on their screens.

"What the flamin' hell is goin' on in?! Where the hell did all this snow come from? And where the hell are all the damn hatch-maker things?"

His face looks strained, as if he's recently awakened from a long, heavy sleep that was somehow not all that restful.

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[bub_snikt]

"Flamin' hell... I'll find some damn snow shoes and go up to the science tower."

Last thing he needs is for his dense adamantium body to sink him beneath fifty feet of snow.

"I'm well stocked if I'm stuck, at least. Anybody else need help or food out there?"

[genequeen]

"Take care of yourself. Finding people in this is hard," Madelyne says as though she's speaking from experience.

"We're good at the moment but there might be people who need help. We'll see how long this lasts on the food. For now, we're good. If this lasts more than two weeks, well, I don't know how things will look for anyone."

[bub_snikt]

"Who's 'we'? You holed up with Summers?"

[genequeen]

"Scott's gone."

After a moment, she continues on, as if it weren't a thing, "Buffy too, for that matter. I'm with most of the other people around. This place is well insulated."

[bub_snikt]

Huh.

For as much crap as he gave him, he was just starting to remember Slim as he once was. And it seems a shame he never got the chance to take a crack at Buffy, even though it was weird that her pasty vampire boyfriend was encouraging him to.

"Good. Any new arrivals since I was out of it?"

[genequeen]

"A few. Another vampire, a .... I'm not sure what he is, maybe an old style fae and a magician of some kind," Madelyne says as she's trying to think of the others.

"Oh and some blonde sheriff woman who seems to be okay with a sword."

[bub_snikt]

"A new sheriff? You mean it ain't that Andy Griffith guy anymore?"

[genequeen]

"She was a Sheriff at home, she's not a Sheriff here. I haven't seen the guy here, something I'm more than happy about," Madelyne says before rubbing the bridge of her nose.

[bub_snikt]

"Ah. Heard stories about the sheriff here. Looks like he's from Mayberry and uses some low-level mind control to bring you in line. Hate to say I'm likely set to gut him if I see him."

[genequeen]

"Okay...."

Maddy doesn't know, exactly, what to say about that. "I haven't run into him."

[bub_snikt]

"Good. Though it's somethin' ta watch out for. I'd be curious to see if you've got the mental mojo ta stand up to 'im."

[genequeen]

"Mental mojo..."

Madelyne's a little confused by the idea of a sheriff in the city having a low level mind-control.

"Well, we'll see but if it is a Hamster thing..." She shakes her head.

[bub_snikt]

"Yeah, that's what I figure, too. Can't hurt to try."

Hopefully. S'pose they could always make it hurt.

[genequeen]

"It can always hurt to try, Logan. That's why it is scary," Madelyne says, with a dry tone to her voice.

"But I agree with you."