thirty-eighth.

[ice_echani]

I am awake. I know who I am and what I do here. I have found no trace of the hourglass or the collar that it was on.

Whoever or whatever is responsible for this incident, you will answer if I ever discover you.

Night, I feel I should thank you.

Stoneface, I must speak with you.

Has everyone else who was marked with the hourglass recovered?

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[ice_echani]

[Handmaiden's method of searching is a little less frantic, but when it comes down to it... it's digging through a coffin-sized pile of sand for something that's like. Two inches long. She tries reaching out through the Force to see without her eyes, but if it's working, the hourglass isn't there.

She starts just spreading the sand out as thin as she can on the ground, both with her hands and with the Force, but it's still not revealing anything but more sand.]

It does not seem to be here.

[There's definite frustration in her voice. She's not surprised, but she wanted that hourglass. She's still not about to leave--she opens her belt-pouch but well, it already seems to be full of sand.]

I suppose this is all that can be investigated from this.

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[its-me-hooray.livejournal.com]

Damn... I'm sorry, Handmaiden.

[Shoot, no such luck for evidence or something to go by, eh? That was just like this place. He dusted the sand from his gloves, paused, and suddenly felt a bit awkward. He cleared his throat.]

Right. I'm sure Stoneface would want to know you're okay, so I'm gonna go ahead and set off for work. Lots of things to do before the harvest! The cows need milking and those chicken eggs won't collect themselves!

[He threw a smart salute, took a few steps backwards, then turned and ran like the dickens. He just remembered he was super late for work!]