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Jan. 7th, 2016 10:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fistofthejoestar[well, here's someone who's either been very good at stepping off the grid or has been the victim of some imPort brand shenanigans. either way, Jonathan has some explaining to do - and from the heavy tone of his voice, he's caught up on the general idea of what he missed.]
It seems that the Porter still has a rather impeccable sense of timing.
[ah. that answers that one. the irritation is clear in Jonathan's voice, as is the way that he tries his best to restrain it. this isn't anyone on the network's fault, after all, and letting his frustration slip through won't help anyone. this is just the way things were sometimes.]
I've heard about what happened in Heropa during my absence, and I do hope that you'll all forgive me for being unable to help - and for worrying a great deal of you by seeming to have been caught up in the whole mess, I imagine.
[yeah, he can just imagine. swept away the night before, not returning until a few days after it had all been resolved? that's long enough to make any friend worry that he'd been entrapped by the jungle and then the victim of some supernatural malfunction when it all came crashing down.
he sighs, and you can hear shifting in the background as he runs his hands through his hair. it must be quite the rat's nest by now, with all the nervous energy he's been putting into fidgeting.]
If there's anything I can do now, late as it is, please let me know. And...[his tone lightens now, if only a fraction.]
Thank you, to whoever it is that's been feeding Hyperion while I was away. I'm afraid I'm not used to being swept out of universes or I'd have made arrangements for him myself. I'm certain he's as grateful as I am.
It seems that the Porter still has a rather impeccable sense of timing.
[ah. that answers that one. the irritation is clear in Jonathan's voice, as is the way that he tries his best to restrain it. this isn't anyone on the network's fault, after all, and letting his frustration slip through won't help anyone. this is just the way things were sometimes.]
I've heard about what happened in Heropa during my absence, and I do hope that you'll all forgive me for being unable to help - and for worrying a great deal of you by seeming to have been caught up in the whole mess, I imagine.
[yeah, he can just imagine. swept away the night before, not returning until a few days after it had all been resolved? that's long enough to make any friend worry that he'd been entrapped by the jungle and then the victim of some supernatural malfunction when it all came crashing down.
he sighs, and you can hear shifting in the background as he runs his hands through his hair. it must be quite the rat's nest by now, with all the nervous energy he's been putting into fidgeting.]
If there's anything I can do now, late as it is, please let me know. And...[his tone lightens now, if only a fraction.]
Thank you, to whoever it is that's been feeding Hyperion while I was away. I'm afraid I'm not used to being swept out of universes or I'd have made arrangements for him myself. I'm certain he's as grateful as I am.