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[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*

Date: 2021-04-13 11:48 am (UTC)
entreats: (trying to bloom in snow)
From: [personal profile] entreats
[ Ange releases a deep breath. ]

Don't even mention it.

[ It sure is something to suddenly wake up on the Titanic, only to be there when it sinks and then spend a month in that absolute hellhole of an underwater city. And then her first month in Deerington had the townspeople acting all weird and culty..

It makes the girl groan and rub her temples for a moment. ]


What kind of curse was bothering you back then?

Date: 2021-04-14 07:32 pm (UTC)
entreats: (she's not good enough)
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Well.

[ There's a pause. Maybe she doesn't want to linger too much on most of it, since it sounds like Vira-Lorr had a truly awful time on that boat.

But that why she figures it's easier to say the more deadpan thing about it, even if it's kind of morbid: ]


In the end we all fell off anyway.

Date: 2021-04-15 06:59 pm (UTC)
entreats: (everybody leaves her)
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[ Usually Ange would make some dry remark here about it not really being that funny.

But.. considering everything? She's honestly just glad that she was able to make Vira-Lorr laugh, even if it's just for a few moments. So Ange's face isn't her usual pokerface expression. Instead she's smiling a little as she speaks up. ]


Please don't choke.

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