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misfire; un: didnot

[morns]

ehre the hekl is this bartender.

( of course she manages to type bartender perfectly. )

Re: misfire; un: didnot

[sulit]

[What. She has to double check the screen-name a few times just to make sure... but she definitely doesn't know this person. Weird.]

How many drinks have you had? Just curious. 🍸🍻🍷

[sighsheavily]

[several days following their previous communication, from the same username:]

Good day,

I am prepared to honor your request to escort you to the calamity.
Please meet me outside the city's northern gate within the next three hours; if this is not doable, then we can discuss a different timing later.

Kind regards,

C. Ardenbury

[sulit]

[What a polite missive. It has all the structure of a proper letter. All official-like...]

[Klaudia's response amounts to nothing more than an On my way texted back a few minutes after it's sent.]

[It's nearly an hour later that a young tiefling woman comes jogging out of the northern gates, breathing heavily and stopping a moment to catch her breath. She's dressed in fancy clothes--a close-fitting vest and blouse, and long skirt with frills that hides all but the very end of the tail that's swishing about her ankles. But the heels of her boots are flat and short, and there's a backpack over her shoulder, so she does look like she's here for work. Oddly, attached to her waist is an iron rod with some sigils etched into one end.]

[She looks up and around, once she's caught her breath. The woman she's looking for... Klaudia tries to remember. She had reddish hair, didn't she? And freckles. Pointed ears. She looks around for someone of that description. If Cecelia doesn't notice her first, then it might take her a minute, but she does locate the other woman.]

Miss... Ardenbury? [That has a weird feeling to her mouth. She hasn't said the word 'Miss' in a long time, but that is what she's supposed to call her.]

3 a.m text, un: weimou

[raveyardpatriarch]

🦴👻. 🤔❓

immediate response

[sulit]

🦴👻➡️☠️❓❓❓

👻➡️👻✅ ➡️☠️🧟❌
☠️➡️☠️✅ ➡️🦴👻❌
🧟➡️🧟✅ ➡️🥩👻❌

text, weimou

[raveyardpatriarch]

[Some small time post phone theft. ]

😔🤐🙇

☁️😐👻

Re: text, weimou

[sulit]

Did you get scolded?

[raveyardpatriarch]

[sulit]

Aaah, it looks so much like me! It's perfect! I love it!

What did I do to deserve such a perfect thing delivered to me?

text; un: boring; the morning of the solstice event

[wukuiyuxin]

Klaudia, are you safe?

[sulit]

Not sure. I think so? Safe, but very unhappy with the present situation.

Did you get transported too? Are there ceramic trees and crystal buildings around you? I've never been here before, but no one seems hostile for the moment.

[raveyardpatriarch]

Have you ever seen an elderly frog?

[sulit]

...Is this a trick question?

[raveyardpatriarch]

I have a favor to ask the sand cultivator.

[sulit]

What sort of favor?

[raveyardpatriarch]

☁️🐓❓
✔️/❌❓

[sulit]

☁️🐓❗❗❗

🤭🤭🤭

👻🐓❓❓❓

text; un: idontknow

[sanbuzhi]

🦆💭✨

🌃💫⤵️👉💨🍃🌊

😈🥱🛏️😴💭🐍✨

🦆💨⤵️🪟🤫👀😈

🗣️🐍❌✨🦆✨‼️

[sulit]

🤔🤔🤔

🌃💫⤵️👉💨🍃🌊❓

🌃💫❓ 👉💨🍃🌊❓ ⤵️👉❓ 👉💨❓ 💨🍃🌊❓ 🍃🌊❓

🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

text | un: weimou

[raveyardpatriarch]

You don't really think Nie-xiong is a bird murderer, right? I know you are just bullying but I've been asked to tell you he isn't so I am doing that.

[sulit]

No, I don't think he's a bird murderer. His birds just look weird, and not like the red birds that I have on my phone.

text; anonymous

[groundzeroes]

[True to his word, Rei got to work for Hijikata tracking down the ~mysterious dark web anon~ who had captured his beloved ghosts. But color him surprised when the thread he was pointed to was... public on the network... and from someone whose magic signature was still coupled to their account, no less! This person definitely pissed Hijikata off big time, but they seem more prankster than powerhouse, and Rei can respect a good scam.

So Rei just technomances his way to private messaging the anon's device, no identifying information for either of them. He hasn't bothered digging any further yet-- it might be more fun to just talk! ]

Pretty funny prank you pulled on the network earlier. 👻

[sulit]

[Well this is unexpected, and a little alarming. Did someone figure out who she was? She was very careful not to give away any hints, she even scrubbed all the background out of the pictures she sent--and the video was out in the street where no one could tell where it was... The idea that someone has traced her electronically doesn't even cross her mind.]

[That little ghost emoji would almost make her think it's one of her friends, except he'd never hide behind an anonymous account. If he's going to tease her, he'd do it to her face.]

What prank? The only prank I see is some weirdo messaging me out of nowhere. I think you have the wrong number, try again somewhere else.

Christmas Delivery!

[colchismagecraft]

[Well Klaudia had mentioned she wanted a Christmas present on the network...Caster wasn't stalking said post, honest (she totally was).

So don't mind Medea sneaking out the shadows to leave a present for her- a little golden potion in a portable bottle that was warm to the touch. Creusa, her arson potion. Along with that, there were a couple of frilly dresses that she thought would suit her.]

text; un: selcouth

[sulit]

[Caster gets a text later in the day from a familiar contact...]

Someone is making mysterious deliveries outside of my apartment!!! Hmm, I wonder who this mysterious Medea person could be~

What did I do to get these dresses? What's in the bottle? If you don't tell me quickly, I'm going to drink it to find out.

Action - Backdated to idk sometime after they started living together

[corpsewarblade]

[As a fake fashion diva, "Junko" had an image to maintain. And there were certain things that she had in her possession that did not fit with that image.

Normally, in her own living space, it was fine for these things to exist so long as they were out the shot when she recorded... but now that she had a roommate, keeping them out of sight was proving distinctly more difficult.

As if it wasn't bad enough that she could only take her wig off in the bathroom with the door locked, or had to wear a padded bra and makeup even when she slept, but she had to gather all her weaponry and gunsmithing supplies and unceremoniously hide them under the bed. Including her beloved Beretta M9 Pistol!

...What she wasn't expecting was to come home one day and find all of it unceremoniously dumped out of its hiding place.]

W-what the-?? What the hell?!

Early december!

[sulit]

[Klaudia is at this moment waist deep under the bed, her legs sticking out at odd angles, like she's trying to use them to offset the fact that she's on her stomach and reaching for the back wall of the apartment. She wiggles a little as she shoves... something glass back against the wall. Probably a glass jar, considering there's four more sitting beside her... and two of them have small ghostly figures visible through the glass.]

[The rest of the stuff that was under the bed has been shoved out of the way--piled up against the wall in an unorganized heap, partially blocking the door to the bathroom. Does Klaudia know what any of this stuff is? Maybe, maybe not. At least she doesn't seem to have been too careless with it. It's all in working order--just very clearly exposed and maybe a little precariously stacked.]

[Hearing Mukuro come in, though, she pauses what she's doing and tilts her head to peer back at Mukuro's feet.]

Oh-- you're back. Can you slide those closer? [She waves a hand from under the bed towards the remaining glass jars just out of her reach.] It's so hard to crawl under here. I keep getting caught on things.

text | un: weimou (1/2)

[raveyardpatriarch]

This humble Wei-mou respectfully requests an audience with Klaudia in the living room, at her earliest convenience.

2/2

[raveyardpatriarch]

Unless ☁️ is there, then pick somewhere else.

Text, un: fashiondiva

[corpsewarblade]

Hey.

Um. It's Mukuro. Do you remember that talk we had a while back about finding me something to wear that looked good?

...You can ignore this if you want.

[sulit]

[The response does take a while to come back, but it comes nonetheless.]

I remember.

What about it?

[late February]

[wukuiyuxin]

[Although Lan Wangji has fully recovered from his recent affliction and order seems to have been restored to the household, he cannot help but feel a lingering sense of regret for the distress he had caused those who care about him. His disciples in particular had shown exceptional strength and filial care for him while he had been in no condition to reciprocate meaningfully.

So now, he can't help but seek to return some of the affection he had experienced, to make up for some of the lack of recognition he had hurt Klaudia with, and to try to do so in her own so charming way. While he is out on errands now that he's allowed out of the house again, she receives a photo and nothing else.]

[sulit]

[If Klaudia is particularly more attentive to texts from Lan Wangji at the current point in time, it's not readily apparent. She answers most of her texts rather quickly, so it's not unusual that he gets a response back almost immediately.]

🐔🍽️☕❗❗❗ ☁️🔵❗ 🌼❗ 😈💖❗❗❗

Text : Un; Caster (dated post-event)

[colchismagecraft]

klaudia
are you busy


i think
i finally understand

[Context, what context? Hopefully, though, she'd be available to call- that way Medea wouldn't have to type it all out.]

[sulit]

I'm not busy!

Understand what?

[raveyardpatriarch]

[sulit]

👻🍪!!! 🎃🍪! They all have faces! I want to eat them... 😈🤤, 🎃👻😱

Where did you find them? How do they get the colors in? Are the painted on? Someone is very bad at painting, but at least they're consistently bad. 😈🤭