Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20180701181322/@comment-5583506-20180722224422

The Retroriffic Man wrote:

Katherine could see the post of this morning had arrived, piled up against the door unopened. the living room, kitchen and her bedroom were empty so at least she didn't have a nasty accident. She had simply disappeared.

Sam had mentioned she worked at the Bank of Canada on 234 Wellington Street West. That was near Parliament Hill where that terrorist attack took place yesterday morning.

A tin of catfood remained unopened on the kitchen counter next to a little Vault-Boy bobblehead that she'd probably gotten in some goodie bag at work. Banks liked to pretend the world wasn't going to shit and happily gave out bonuses to upper management and tat like this bobblehead to those in lower positions. Vault-Tec and launched an aggresive ad campaign across Canada for a year now, despite the fact none of the Vaults planned for the territory had been finished yet. People paid anyways. Peace of mind or scam, who knew? ''What are we thinking, Kath? ''

"What do you mean?"

Oh, don't play coy now, the Cat shrugged. You're thinking the same as I am...

Katherine remained silent.

''Do I have to spell it out for you? How good are the odds of Sam being involved in the terrorist attack somehow? Maybe something bad happened to her?''

"What makes you think that?"

''Well, considering that if you were... you know... more of a sound mind, would you've gone back to work at a place close by a recent terrorist attack? I'd reckon you wouldn't. You'd rather stay home and cope with the trauma. But seeing as there is nobody here...''

"And you can't come up with the possible solution that she may have gone away to... get away from all the stress and the trauma? Like a vacation? To friends or family?"

''And leave an animal to starve? A window open to welcome inventive burglars? Besides, seeing how tidy this place seems to be with the exception of all the posts she's been receiving, I think it's safe to say that this situation was definitely not on her agenda.''

"So what am I supposed to do about it? Call the police? That's rich, coming from the woman who just blew two Americans to Kingdom Come the previous night."

The Cat's voice darkened. ''Keep your mouth shut. There is no telling who else might be listening to you and your little rants. First things first; we secure our surroundings. ''