Deerington Inbox

[onerthes]

[A tinny man's voice gives what is clearly a default answer machine message. Vira-Lorr is still figuring the phone out it seems.]
"Hello, we are not available now. Please leave your name and phone number after the beep. We will return your call."
*Beep*

Comments

Action; Pre Event May 11 at night

[borntolove]

This evening at dinner as they eat together; Theta isn't feeling very well. In fact, puts his silverware down and just sits there.

"I don't feel so good," is the moan because someone has a temperature.

[onerthes]

She blinked and looked up at him, frowning. "Are you alright, Theta?" she said, getting up and walking over to try and put a hand at his forehead. "You're burning up. Let me get some of the cures."

All of which, frankly, tasted awful.

audio;

[tagartist]

[ Ohhh, she is trying so hard to sound calm. So hard. But there's definitely that typical coldness and slight shake to her voice that she can't quite get rid of when she's upset. ]

You're fucking Keith?

CW I'm not even going to start listing them

[onerthes]

[Was now the time to mention that she was one of Keith's pregnancy scares too? She could definitely mention that he wasn't the only person Keith had been freaking out about condoms with. Oh yes, she could absolu...

She fucking knew better.]

Yes. Since I came back from the dead.

...

I ... [sigh. She almost asked "Who told you." That was the wrong question] I am not proud of this, but I can barely sleep unless he screws me unconscious some nights.

Please... gods... tell me you're not still involved. I didn't want to help him cheat on you, but I thought you two...

[Action August 5th late morning/ early afternoon implied nudity]

[borntolove]

[The Doctor can be found casually nude, in the living-room. On the floor. One of the rare moments that the gem necklace is on the table. While The Doctor is performing Kegel exercises. Once, in awhile, glaring his teeth when raising his body upwards.]

(CW Also a warning for walking around with your head in your hands, literally.)

[onerthes]

[Vira-Lorr looked a little awful since waking up, but after six times going through this, she knew how to handle this flu. The added problem of being unable to smell anything but rotting meat really wasn't helping her nausea but she had perscription strength meds to help with that by now. It did mean no alcohol... but that was probably not a bad thing.

Still, she was pale, and holding her head in the crook of her arm as she walked down the stairs. It was nice not to need a staff to do this. Catching sight of him, she coughed once and smiled weakly.]

Good to see you're in acceptable spirits, Doctor. I hear I missed a storm while I was getting my head on straight...

[Someone was definitely using terrible jokes to deflect.]

voice; un: hurricaneflowers

[thunderingcourage]

Hey, things have been pretty crazy with registering for classes. But I have some free time if you wanted to hang out. I haven't heard from you in a few days, so I hope you're alright.

Voice (A few days later...)

[onerthes]

[So... the reply wasn't immediate. It came a few days down the road, and if she happened to check, nobody'd seen her at her home. There was no word, but the phone message didn't disappear or get returned to her, so the fluid was still registered.

When she replied, she sounded fine. She'd had a little bit of time to calm herself, to realize that she wasn't sick to death for the first time, that things hadn't somehow gotten worse. She was trying to digest a lot of what she'd seen and decided to just shelve it for the moment. She'd already lied to three people, what was one more?]

Makoto... Don't worry about keeping me waiting a few days. I'm sorry. I've been asleep for the last week. It's a strange thing that happens here every once in a while, where we dream of home. Of time passing.

I'm sorry about not getting back in touch sooner. How are you?

[She didn't actually like lying but there was a lot of drama that might get involved. this was... simpler.]

Sept 7th, morning

[51stcenturyjack]

[Jack comes into the kitchen that morning, even more chipper than usual, humming "Here Comes the Bride" and grinning as he putters around the kitchen, making coffee.]

Gorgeous morning, ain't it, Vira?

[There's something teasingly mysterious about his grin this morning.]

Re: Sept 7th, morning

[onerthes]

Delightful. [She snickered.]

You look even more like the cat who's caught the proverbial canary than usual. And you usually look like that. To what do we owe that smile, I wonder? Obviously the Doctor. He's the only one who makes you smile that much.

Text; un: Reaper

[no_reload]

[Here is exactly what you deserve, Vira-Lorr! Reaper texting what he think of this deer situation.]

You're a massive idiot.

Text - UN: Runeseeker (Later that Evening)

[onerthes]

Yes, this has been amply established, though that was a lucky shot I assure you.
I suspect nobody knows those things are glaring weakspots.

I appear to have caused some rather significant problems.
Would you be kind enough to tell people that you found me sleeping in a cocoon in the fire department and doodled something obscene on my forehead for the last week?

I would really much rather not publicize what exactly happened here.

Text UN: TemporalSpace

[keyofchronos]

Did you know about THIS? I can't seem to delete it from the fluid, and I'm not able to edit it either.

Also, Makoto said you went missing for a week? You should have said something.

[onerthes]

Haha, Mine is just as bad. I'm afraid even the best "Hackers" we have can't fix those. I try to just laugh it off. At least your picture isn't racey, though I must admit the "Taboo" comment does set the imagination ablaze. That could get awkward when someone swipes right.

Someone will do that eventually you know.

[Swallow. Oh, that...]

Ah yes. It wasn't actually a problem. I fell asleep and dreamed of the wedding I'd missed when I was dragged here. I was apparently researching in the fire department, so nobody noticed me in the cocoon.

It's a bit disturbing when it happens, but there was no harm I promise. Wait, Makoto's been talking to you about me?

a delivery

[variantcover]

[ Inside Vira-Lorr's mailbox, there is a nondescript white envelope with her name on it. Inside, there is a colorful pog, with a message written on the back in silver fine-tipped sharpie. There's no stamp on the envelope, implying that it was hand delivered rather than mailed. ]



it's been real.
it's been weird.
it's been real weird.

see you on the flip side!
– GP

[ The pog is enchanted with dream magic, so that it can be given as a gift, but cannot be lost, stolen, or destroyed. ]

[onerthes]

[She sighed when she saw it and clutched the little bauble before pocketing it and vowing not to lose it herself. Too many over the years, but she wanted to keep the memories close.]

Stay safe between the panels, you...

Video; un: flowerhurricane

[thunderingcourage]

[It was around the 14th before she called Vira-Lorr again. It was hard to tell the time, but it felt late. Makoto still looks exhausted when she messages Vira-Lorr, but compared to most she seems to be doing fine otherwise. No signs of madness or anything besides just exhaustion. Though she does seem worried.]

Have there been instances of someone sleep walking and waking up random places before? Like they've never done it before, but all of the sudden they're waking up in strange places besides their bed. And not like the dollhouse.

[onerthes]

[She looked relieved when she got the message. October was hell on keeping tabs on people unless you glued yourself to their side, and Vira-Lorr had responsibilities. She couldn't excuse herself for grabbing ten to twenty people she absolutely did not want dying this month and just shoving them in a bunker. So, hearing Makoto's voice brought relief.

Relief that did not last.]

Yes. It happens. One cause is death. After my fourth death, the Doctor and others have had to sometimes chain me to my bed or drag me back as terrible nightmares would attend my sleepwalking. It's happened every death afterwards...

...

But sleepwalking is a common curse in this damnable city. With the insomnia of this month, I would almost say it is "expected," Makoto. Have you been sleepwalking?

a gift

[creidim]

In early October, a gift will be left on their doorstep, or in their mailbox. There's a bottle of something called 'Firewhisky', wrapped in silvery paper and placed in a giftbag.
There is a note from Luna which reads the following:

Dear Vira-Lorr,

I thought you might like a bottle of Firewhiskey, a drink from my home. I've heard it does cause a little burning sensation when drunk, but it's said to fill one with courage. Sláinte!

From Luna.

Re: a gift

[onerthes]

[This was a truly wonderful gift. She sighed as she looked at it and very carefully put it aside inside of a good cupboard. There were only a couple bottles there anymore, ones for the Doctor or guests, and this was going to have a special place. Poor Luna. She didn't have the heart to tell her that she'd given up alcohol, because god that sounded good.]

You are a peach of a girl, you know that?
We could all use a little more courage these days, couldn't we?
I will have to treat you to dinner once the power's back on.

-Vira-Lorr

voice, around the 16th

[shield_heroine]

Vira-san... This is Sana Futaba. I... I'm still not sure what happened, but I think I went home for a while. It's difficult to tell how time passes here and there... but I just wanted to make sure you were okay.

[onerthes]

Mami's friend, yes?

[She sounded... tired for lack of a better explanation. There were some obvious nerves going on, but Vira-Lorr was maintaining as much a commanding voice as she was able.]

It is the middle of October. As I'm sure you have guessed, things have gone collectively to hell in a handbasket, but it's October. I expected that.

I am... ok. No more physically harmed than I was before October, and I've gotten through some of the worst of this with a bit of help. I think I'm fairing better than average right now.

And you? Are you ok? Was it October when you dreamed of home?

10/24-25 video; Private

[borntolove]

[Shortly after Vira mentioned the green salts to Jack. The Doctor is very rude sounding.]

Why did you have to go and tell Jack about the green bathe salts? Don't you think he's enough of a horny human?

[Then a pause and calmer.]

Sorry, so, sorry. Just a bit stressed I suppose. I know he expects more of me. And well, I already told him back in July not to expect much of that.

Snoggin's good and fine all and all - but beyond that.

[The Doctor just isn't interested as often as humans. Ten gives a deep sigh.]

[onerthes]

Ah. [She gave a bit of a nervous laugh.] I will be honest? I was under the impression that the two of you were a bit more ... how do I put this? Intimate?

Just in case the chocolates re-appear I can tell you which varieties to not tell him about if you would like. He is quite the ... active sort is he not?

[She was a teeny bit embarrassed there. She had honestly assumed they were ... uh... doing it more often.]

Video - UN: temporalspace

[keyofchronos]

[Shortly after Usagi's post Setsuna decided it was best to speak to Vira directly about it. All of it.]

I apologize for my disappearance. But we need to talk, it's important.

[onerthes]

Oh good... you're back. I was getting a little worried.

[Such was the power of the glamor that they'd actually need to see each other for her to get past that part, but she had a tiny inkling that this might be because of Serenity.]

The line isn't secure. Come by my place, Setsuna. I'll have some tea out and put Winfield out in the backyard. He's wanted fresh air for days.

[Action][After his argument w. The Tenth Doctor

[51stcenturyjack]

[Jack might be home late from Torchwood Tech, doing up the books and maybe hitting up the Hair of the Dog for a nightcap, both to get his mind after his first major conflict with his spouse. He might look solemn and a bit wrung-out.]

Heh, is my better half out runnin' some early Christmas shopping?

[He's keeping it light, but the humor doesn't reach his eyes.

Re: [Action][After his argument w. The Tenth Doctor

[onerthes]

I haven't seen him tonight. It's been a long day.

[She looked up from the remains of dinner and smiled over at him. Something... didn't feel right but she couldn't quite put her finger on the specifics. He'd likely give her more of a hint soon if it was important.]

video; un: price is right

[tagartist]

Hey. This might be awkward of me to ask but did you uh... Did you see Max is back?

[ She's fine, it's fine, this is all totally fine and she's just checking to see if Vira-Lorr knows and not because she feels like she's gonna puke or anything, nope. ]

[onerthes]

[She almost switched this to Audio. The discomfort was obvious in her facial expression when she rested her forehead on the palm of one hand and replied to the Fluid.]

Yes... yes I did. And fortunately, I did not freak her out badly enough to cause her to rewind time. It was a near thing. She is ...

...

A little ... disoriented.

[Vira-Lorr, master of understating things.]

Forwarded to Christmas; Action

[survivalthroughhate]

[Maul has put all his sneaky warrior-ninja skills to good use, breaking into people's houses in the early hours of the morning, and leaving them their gifts in spots where he's sure they'll find them, with a tag addressed to them from Maul. He doesn't quite realize this gesture could be taken the wrong way given this is Deerington and all, but it's the thought that counts.

Vira-Lorr gets two gifts from Maul. One is a vibroblade knife from Maul's home galaxy as he figures there's no such thing as too many weapons, especially given all the times Vira-Lorr has died by now. The other is incense plus an incense holder he thought she would greatly enjoy.]

Text: UN - Runeseeker

[onerthes]

[A gift card to one of the local restaurants of similar value ended up at his house the next day. Vira-Lorr had little love for the holiday, but plenty for Maul. On Christmas, she sent a text message.]

I've sent you something a touch less practical, friend. But thank you. The incense holder is quite cute. The knife? That I am almost certain can be put to good use. Novel little invention. From your world, I take it?

Delivery Dec 23rd

[no_reload]

[While Reaper isn't the gift type, he knew that Vira had had a hard year. Also, the month of December was messing with him, so he needed something to occupy his time as a way of distraction and killing things in the snow storm didn't always do the trick.

So, he was gifting people he considered himself close to with food. After all, once it was gone, he could deny it ever happening.

Vira was left a dessert that he personally thought would at least make her smile. In her fridge, she would find a better than sex pie covered for freshness. There was a note attached to it in his rather neat hand writing that read:

Continue to take a relationship break with this.
It's called "Better than Sex". You're welcome.

-R.

Text: UN - Runeseeker

[onerthes]

Get your ass over here, kid. We're eating this together, do you hear me? Do you have any idea how many calories this whole thing has?

Also, it's a good time for me to give you the gift I have for you. I'm almost certain you will appreciate it.

[Unlike most, she had an actual gift for him, because she knew exactly what to buy Reaper. A gun. A better gun than the ones you could get at Hart Mart.]

(OOC: Ice, Fire, Electric, "Wind" or "Earth"? Pick an energy. ^.~)

Dec 25

[laminae]

[On the 25th Vira-Lorr will find a gift has been left outside his door! According to the tag it's from Fern, and inside the meticulously wrapped package are carved bone hair picks.

Merry Christmas, Vira-Lorr!]

Re: Dec 25

[onerthes]

These re lovely, Fern. Did you make them yourself? Thank you!]

[Her return gift admittedly was more in the gift-card category. She was kind of awful when it came to Christmas, but she definitely appreciated the thought.]

Text, UN: SPCSchnee

[winter_abdicated]

Specialist Schnee reporting back in. I have recovered after the recent attacks and am able to resume patrolling if needed.

Re: Text, UN: SPCSchnee

[onerthes]

... Ms Schnee.

[She was choosing this over Winter because the soldier had a marked preference for formality in her dealings. However, the mother hen was coming out all the same.]

Exactly how recovered is recovered? We lost contact for just long enough that I made certain ... assumptions that I don't thin were unfounded.

Delivered mid-day New Year's Eve

[keyofchronos]

[Setsuna had come to visit Christmas at the Doctor's invitation, though she'd been rather quiet. It wasn't a holiday that she really put much thought into. But tonight, it was New Year's eve, a time of new beginnings and despite the countless years she'd seen, each one was precious and important. On Vira's porch basket with various chocolates, lotions, and sparkling cider and grape juice in place of wine would wait along with a note in elegant cursive.

"Every year we make resolutions and we vow to keep them, no matter how many years pass hopes will renew. This year, my only resolution is to continue spending time with you.

-Setsuna Meiou"]

Action

[onerthes]

[There was a knock at Setsuna's door around sunset and a smugly grinning woman leaning against the frame of her door. Oh, she'd made her presence felt quietly at the party as well, but she wasn't quite so big in major events these days. Private, friendly visits? Entirely different.

Once the door opened, she held up the sparkling cider and winked.]

Mmmm if that's your resolution, we should get started shouldn't we?

text; un: ushiromiya (early february, sometime in the middle of the night)

[entreats]

If a friend asks you to go to a party together on Valentine's Day and calls it a date does that mean it's a date-date.

This is a serious question, I'll only accept serious answers!!!

[onerthes]

[Oh my! Well, this was certainly a topic? Vira-Lorr might not have been in the best frame of mind the last few days, but she was able to muster up her thoughts. It took her a minute. It took her fifteen actually, of those precious minutes, but she did text back.]

That depends somewhat on the person asking out on the date. However, most people, when they ask someone on a date that is just a "friends date" will usually incorporate the friend caveat themselves.

Does this person smile a great deal when they talk to you, and try to get close? Do they, in fact, seem to smile more for you than they do for others?

Voice; backdated to January

[thunderingcourage]

[The voice that comes over the fluid is quiet, but one that Vira would likely recognize.]

I'm sorry. I never meant to take away your happiness.

I-I didn't know.

Re: Voice; backdated to January

[onerthes]

I... what?!?

[For a moment, she was taken aback by this message. The quiet way that Makoto spoke. The way that he spoke. Vira-Lorr was initially struck and then worried.]

Makoto... what are you talking about?!? You didn't take my happiness. Do you mean what happened in December? [Fidget.] Th...That's not what happened at all. You found yours. That's different.

Why are you saying this?

Text; un: Reaper February 13th

[no_reload]

[Reaper has spent the last four days pacing so much he's basically created a track in the yard or from the bedroom to the kitchen. He doesn't reach out to other people, and most of the people he has heart-to-hearts with happen to be kids that have problems. He usually had to be the adult and even when he wasn't, he wanted to keep to himself.

But he'd hit the point of needing someone to talk to. Jack wasn't here. McCree wasn't someone he could turn to and everyone else he didn't trust like he did Vira.]

I require a reality check.

Re: Text; un: Reaper February 13th

[onerthes]

Are we doing this in person, or via the network, Reaper? And for my reference, is this important enough that I should turn off the usual banter and humor?

Either way, I'm here for you, friend.

[She didn't take lightly the kind of relationship that they had. In part because of that, it never hurt to make sure how light-hearted to keep the banter, considering how they'd addressed a few things in the past.]

[Delivery]

[laminae]

[A few days before Valentine's Day Vira-Lorr will find a package at her door.

It's a box of chocolates! And it comes with a handwritten note:]

Hey,

I just learned about this rad human holiday where you give people stuff if they're important to you, so I hope you like chocolate!

And if this isn't how the holiday works, sorry. I'm trying my best here.

-Fern

Text

[onerthes]

Well well, hello there Fern.
That was very nice of you, and kind of nice after the day we both had.
I do, in fact, like chocolates and this is perfectly fine for the holiday.
I am told that friends give friends chocolates, but maybe give something special to your "special someone?"

Delivery

[imaglyphwitch]

[There is a white and orange box of sour candies with an anime Luz drawing on it saying, "You are one of the coolest people I know, here's hoping you have a wonderful Valentine's Day!"

Re: Delivery

[onerthes]

[The box of chocolates that was returned was definitely the store bought variety, mostly because Vira-Lorr didn't like Valentine's Day much, but nevertheless she wanted to be nice to Luz for sending it.]

You're quite a special young woman yourself. It's been a pleasure to meet you. Happy Valentine's Day!