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

[variantcover]

oooooh BURN.
Dyshana must be some hot shit for Rex to choose her over you.
bet that hurts.

the romance choices you make determine your whole gameplay experience!
a Hawke that seduces Anders and a Hawke that seduces Fenris are not the same Hawke!!!!

[onerthes]

Dyshana is a dear friend of mine. I try not to live in jealousy over that, thank you. Besides, I've had time to move on.

And if you're talking about that stupid game, it changed very little. Only the ending apparently.

[She was behaving kind of oddly. Vira-Lorr wasn't sure if she should be upset with her, or if there was something else going on.]

[variantcover]

sounds like a poorly written game.
now I don't even WANNA play it.

[onerthes]

[Mission Accomplished!]

It is. Look, Gwen, if that's all you wanted to know, can we talk later? I ave a bit of a headache.

[If this was a trick of Deerington, at least it was harmless enough. Just irritating. But it could actually be Gwen. She'd need to give her a buzz about this later.]

[variantcover]

fine. wouldn't wanna push your buttons...

GET IT? LIKE VIDEO GAME BUTTONS?

[ But then she disconnects and Vira-Lorr blessedly receives no more messages. ]