Vatheon Voicemail.

[rebull]

"Heeeey, Lysunder's voicemail here, and if you weren't looking for me, well then lucky you, leave a message anyway and maybe it will be the start of something revolutionary. Beep."

For the record, that first beep was him just saying beep. The real beep is in a few seconds.

-Beep.-

Comments

Text; private you told me to bother him more ok u did this

[shesapir8]

So I'm thinking.
You should come and see me.
No strings, sweet, just a want for company and a really nice 8ottle of scotch that I feel like sharing.
So is that a yes or a fuck yes from you?

Text; private yes good

[rebull]

uH,
tHERE A POSS1B1L1TY OF A DECL1NE?
a CHO1CE C MAYBE?

Text; private yes good

[shesapir8]

Nope.
Options A or 8, 8ig 8oy.

Text; private yes good

[rebull]

aH HA...

[Words, he's lacking them right now. Maybe because they're last encounter went so well... Ugh.]

Text;

[shesapir8]

[She's pouting. Here look, she'll even switch to vid quickly to show it]

I'm cold. Come over.

Text;

[rebull]

[He stays on text, but he... looks of course, he can't not look, she's right there. He feels his chest ache a little.]

aH,
yEAH,
tHOUGH 1'M TRY1NG TO,
f1GURE OUT WHAT THAT HAS TO DO W1TH ME.

[Well, he knows. Her saying she's cold isn't actually a new thing, despite what's been happening around the bubble lately, so he knows what those words me, he's just playing dumb. For obvious reasons of course.]

Text;

[shesapir8]

[Good. She'll do it again if she has to]

I'm cold, and you're warm.
Come over and warm me up.
My arm is aching like it's 8een ripped off again.

[You're lucky she thinks you're cute when you're dumb]

Text;

[rebull]

fANG,
yOU KNOW 1 CAN'T JUST...

Text;

[shesapir8]

Hoof8eastshit, you can.
Just get up on those legs of yours or your wings and come on down the Larmline apartments. Penthouse.

Text;

[rebull]

1 REALLY DON'T TH1NK THAT'S A GOOD 1DEA.

Text;

[shesapir8]

You shouldn't argue with your teacher.
I think it's a 8rilliant one.

Text;

[rebull]

yOU HAVEN'T BEEN MY TEACHER FOR A REALLY LONG T1ME.

Text;

[shesapir8]

Then, don't argue with your elder.
Come over.

Text;

[rebull]

[No answer. . . ]

Text;

[shesapir8]

Lyssssssss.

[Look it's that pout again]

Text;

[rebull]

aHH fANG,
dON'T, w1TH THAT...

[Damnit.]

Text;

[shesapir8]

Come on.

[Still goin]

Text;

[rebull]

[Another pause before he finally responds again.]

r1GHT WELL,
1'LL SEE.
jUST GET SOME BLANKETS, oR SOMETH1NG,
oKAY?

Text;

[shesapir8]

Don't overthink it, just come.

And I already have those. I'm still cold.

Text;

[rebull]

yEAH,
r1GHT...

[Man this is awkward and he knows he should just say no, hang up, but her saying she's cold really bothers him, and it's not like anything would happen more than just... sitting with her. He wouldn't let himself fall into it. Damnit.]

Text;

[shesapir8]

Lys...

[This time at least she'll keep her sad look to herself]

Text;

[rebull]

[No response but after about an hour...]

[A tapping at your window. Tap, taptap.]

[shesapir8]

[She had almost been considering sending another message to bother him when she hears the tapping and man does she sit straight up, searching for which window that came from.

And then she comes over, blanket around her shoulders even though she's fully dressed and lifts the window]

Hey. [Yeah that's a tiny smile, what of it]

[rebull]

[The smile's hard to look at, he glances down, moving to put a foot on the sill of the window.]

Hey... [He tilts his head in easy, his triforce earrings on, so his horns are smaller and more manageable.]

[shesapir8]

[She shifts back a little, to give him room to get in, but she can't help but study his horns, raising an eyebrow]

They're smaller, how'd you do that?