IC Contact || Siren's Pull

[hisoldgirl]

Hello? No, goodbye. Or is it both. Neither? Data entry should not be this confusing. It wasn't always this way, you know, but now it's gone and happened again. He always handled everything; that's the way this is supposed to work. He takes the calls, I store the data. I'm not supposed to do both. Thief? Thief, come here! [and the feed goes quiet as she disappears to find her thief, leaving it alone to click off later]

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[hisoldgirl]

So it would seem. It appears to be a localised time loop. You've noticed, then?

[sharp]

Definitely. Everything still says February 2nd, and that's not the only thing repeating itself. The news, and even the tea and all the cups I used yesterday are back right where they were. It's like everything has rewinded and started all over.

[hisoldgirl]

Everything but us. Very curious, indeed.

Have you spoken with the Doctor to see his opinion on things?

[sharp]

Good. Well, sort of. I just wanted to make sure it wasn't only me.

Not yet. I haven't been able to get ahold of him. I thought you might notice first anyway.

[hisoldgirl]

No, you aren't the only one.

Ah yes. He might be too busy with other things to notice, that's true.