sirenspull | [Voice]

Hello. Fellow newcomers? I'm in need of some practical advice-

[A breath. This is less the tone of a confident doctor, and more like a young man teetering on the brink of anxiety, but holding his voice together at a steady calm.]

What are the appropriate channels, besides calling it in to law enforcement, to best go about securing yourself from identity theft? I've...never had to recover from losing anything like this before, and I'm uncertain what steps I should take from here-

I seem to have somehow misplaced something very important: Photo IDs, keys, my debit, a portable storage drive, and a panicalarm device which- its GPS is apparently disabled. (So much for that being anything of use)

I've been retracing my steps for almost two hours now, and I just can't figure out quite how, or when- [Uncertainty clouds his tone for a moment, as he mutters mostly to himself](It's odd I could even get so far without realizing it was missing- my lanyard is something I feel rather... naked without.)

So If anyone's had any experience dealing with this before, in the contemporary system- I'm at an honest loss here, asking the network. Normally it's something entourage simply wouldn't allow to happen, but.... What would you do?

And how would you go about even beginning to locate something potentially stolen, in a city this large and under poor surveillance, which can't easily be replaced?

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It's no problem.

If you'd like a place to pass the hours that isn't a cafe, I could accommodate you.

Thank you general, that's...very kind, if it gets closer to Siren. Right now I'm trying to rule out as much as I can.

My desire to keep others from harm does not extend solely to the Baseball Diamond. And you've been here before, so I hope the invitation was not untoward.

No, no it's not untoward. You're very kind. I'm just nervous.

Understandably so. Let me see what I might find out; I can report back to you like this, or in person if you'd prefer.

I'll stay here for now, and sort things out with my financials- if you'd like to meet me?

I can, certainly. Within the hour; I'll set out for the station at once.

Thank you. This is an enormous favor.

Think nothing of it. I consider you a friend.

I am fortunate, to have patients who would call me friend.

As am I, to have a doctor I would trust enough to do so.

I seem to have found someone who's going to attempt some sort of magical means of locating-

...I guess we'll see how that one goes, too.

I can join you at the cafe anyway, if you desire. I'm already out, and didn't I once promise you a distraction?

If you would like to join me.

I'll see you in a short while.

[Daedalus is tucked into a corner table at the cafe, NV out, securing several messages. He seems weary with frustration, and his tea is empty, but he never carries too much cash on him, so this is really somewhat problematic.

He cradles his chin in one hand, stylus curled in the other, and taps impatiently at the hologram tablet, waiting for confirmations.]

[Soon enough he's joined by the tall form of the General, two cups in hand as he folds himself into a seat opposite Daedalus. One is slid across the tabletop to the doctor and the other kept for himself -- as is the explanation of having asked after the doctor's order at the counter, not wanting to interrupt Daedalus' work until he pauses in it.]

[A shadow falls over the table, he glances up briefly, flashing a small smile before hurrying to close up some transaction requests.

...He's relieved not to have too many active lines of credit running, to notify. Right now there are other things which are typing his stomach in knots.

So for that he's extremely grateful to curl a new tea mug into his hand, setting the message alert signal to a low chime before turning full attentions to Sephiroth]

It's like losing a piece of yourself, I'd swear-

It'll be recovered.

[A small smile is offered, hopefully to soothe some of the doctor's worry about his lost identifications and other personal items. It's a concern yes, but they are ultimately just things, items that can be replaced as needed.]

Remember, Doctor, material things can be replaced. I think too often we forget that, myself included.

Not all things.

[He sighs- the lanyard itself, his citizen ID- those were important distinctions, markers, reminders.

And perhaps they had bound him too much to Romdeau, perhaps it would be better off in the long run, to cast them off.

But for the moment, it felt as though something significant had been torn away. Which was not to touch on the fact that he'd been keeping his work with SERO largely unknown as well, and that might be made plain by anyone.]

Sorry. This has turned into a big of mess.

Don't apologize.

[Sephiroth eyes' search his companion's face for the moment, wondering -- considering. He'd always seen the Doctor as a practical man; he can't help but think there is something more than the loss of replaceable items that is bothering him -- or that maybe the items aren't so completely replaceable after all. The creations of the Port, yes, but other things, things from home...

...well. Every man is entitled his obsession.]

I won't offer you the trite sentiment of assuming to know how it feels. But I will offer whatever I can in distraction, or in conversation.

[Daedalus nods and sighs, sipping from his new mug with yet another heavy murmur of thanks.]

You're right, until there's some word on it turning up, there's really no point in belaboring the loss now.

...How have you been? Still no flood of fresh newcomers on the diamond lately?

And it could be only a matter of moments. Try not to spend too much stress on it; you've enough in your life.

[A small shake of his head; the topic change is accepted, a distraction to turn the Doctor's thoughts away from his predicament.] No, it's been quiet. Though that has not stopped me from going down there; my friends have joked it as obsession.

Now you sound like Franz- [He laughs, a scoff of air which ripples across the top of his tea. He sets it back down.]

Vigilance is not an obsession.

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