wrongkindofsith | Voicemail

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Voicemail

The owner of this number, ...what? Am I supposed to say something? cannot be reached at this time. Please leave a message after the tone.

*beep*

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"Cara, it's Kyle Reese. Parkour is going to be on Godiva Street this week. Fastest way to get there is to go out the north gate and up Serendipity until you hit Godiva. Wear shoes and clothes you can run and jump in. See you then."

"I won't be needing to employ your advice on girls anymore, I don't think. Thank you for being attentive and trying to help but it seems as if things have ended and your advice won't be needed."

[reply here]

One boxed cupcake (http://pics.livejournal.com/chief_cheerio/pic/0000szd9) and a campaign flier (http://pics.livejournal.com/chief_cheerio/pic/0000rgcq).

[From here (http://chief-cheerio.livejournal.com/678.html?thread=130214#t130214)]

Did I piss you off, little sis? And what do raccoons have to do with it?

[Reply here]

[From here (http://iwishiwasbig.livejournal.com/425.html?thread=106153#t106153).]

"No, no. Definitely the wrong number. No ferret sex here. But thanks for the mental image. It's not weird at all."

[Replies here, here, here, and here.]

[[from here!]]

"Well, that all sounds lovely, although I'm lactose intolerant, and would have chosen the powdered doughnuts, but why are you telling me? It seems like more of a matter for a housekeeper, which I'm certainly not."

"Come on, I know you gotta be there. Give me a call back before I start leaving dirty things on your voicemail. Come to my room and I'll tell you those dirty things in person."

This wasn't meant for Cara. It really wasn't.

[heeeeeeeere]

[OOC: From here]

"I'm in your class, I'm not your delivery guy, okay? Though burritos sound kind of good..."

[here!]

[[From here]]

She'd remember about the phone thing sooner or later, she would, but . . .

"It's not the taste so much as the texture that takes some getting used to, at least in my opinion, and anyway I don't really want any right now, thanks."

[here!]

[[from here]

"In no way have I rubbed anything in. And even if I did, aren't you getting married? What is wrong with everyone today?" There was a pause before. "Wait, how are you sending me a voicemail?"

Two dozen chocolate roses, with a box of nutcakes.

Hopefully these ones won't make you sneeze. On a job, but will see you soon, sugar. ~S

All Rey wanted to do was check on one thing before leaving. Oops.

"Hi, I was just wondering if there was anything I should bring today. I'm assuming we won't need weapons? Let me know."

[Went here!]

[From here!]:

"Why would we need weapons? Who is this? I'm happy to help, but I need a little more information, okay? Call me back."

Beat.

"This is Steve Rogers."