Has anyone talked to or seen Richard recently? He's been missing for a few days.

A number of people from the community went missing, right? Did any of you see him?

I don't think I'm finding the right balance in things. I'm talking to so many people so much of time, and I don't seem to be getting much of anywhere. So few people want to unite London Below, and they won't see how it would help us all. Father was so certain it was worth it, but they make me wonder.

Maybe it would be better to spend more time with Richard. We don't do enough together, do we? I think couples usually do more. I would enjoy that, at least.

I do make time for Ingress. That's good.


This is silly, I'll just-

[oops now it's posting]

I had thought to ask the community a question, but I think I should wait.

Do I just choose the wrong times to pay attention to this?

Your Love Life is Like The Princess Bride

"Since the invention of the kiss, there have only been five kisses that were rated the most passionate, the most pure. This one left them all behind." For you, love is like a fairy tale - albeit a fairly twisted one. You believe romance is all about loyalty, fate, and a good big of goofy fun. Your love style: Idealistic yet quirky Your Hollywood Ending Will Be: Perfectly romantic

I've never seen this.
Perhaps we should watch it. It sounds nice.

At least I got something good out of it. I have a better idea of what to do now.

Still, I hate having worried everyone like this.

It's always nice visiting Royal Oak, even when you do have to convince the royalty again not to annex Westbourne Park.

Sometimes I think a lot of the nobility in London Below was deliberately raised to be unreasonable.

But the forest is wonderful. It's getting too hard to find parts of the city without heavy pollution.

Richard, dear, how are you? I should be home soon, tomorrow evening at the latest.


((And thralled! In her mind it's about five years in the future, and London Below has been united. ...I almost feel bad.))

I have to say, I think four legs really are better. Or they would be, with opposable digits.

The rats are still confused about the whole incident, though. I can't say I blame them.

Thank you, again, Richard.

Richard? Did you see the invitations to a ball in New York?

I thought it could be nice to go to. You're a good dancer, I remember.

It's...nice to have the ghosts talk back at last, move in new ways at last.

I know you don't go to barber's shops anyway, but it would still be a good idea to avoid Fleet Street.

[Slides into the tunnel through a narrow crack? hall? it's hard to tell, led by Mr. Dock Finds, the rat.]

[Sees Richard, who is indeed in a corner, though not exactly huddling.]

Hello.