IC Inbox

[everswirlingtoilet]

You've reached the phone of Nick Sax. Congratulations--I'm sure it's the highlight of your day.

Assuming you had a point to reaching out, leave a message regarding said point. If I think it's worth my time, I'll get back to you. If not...

...beep.

Comments

post-pairing; audio

[tucky]

Hey. Do you want your file?

dated to right after the port

[tucky]

r u ok i looked for you after you got taken

text; backdated to a little closer to the end of the event

[tucky]

you and my gun get thru ok

audio; more immediately post-flood

[tucky]

Do you ever feel like you wanna go bungie-jumping off the side of the ship even if it means getting rid of the force field around the deck, or did that part of the flood just come from me?

text

[tucky]

[This is the fourth time that Tiffany's inmate has abruptly disappeared from her item. The past three times, it's been due to a graduation, but that's never stopped her stomach from dropping and fear from taking hold. That fear is, at least, tempered by cautious excitement, but as she types out the message, her fingers still shake.]

are you ok where are you call me please

[She's on her way to his cabin already.]

text;

[diabollockal]

[A bit after the eggs have hatched and flown away.]

Sry about that bruv. I dunno what came over me.

[Aside from THE BARGE, but it's not as though everyone was affected the same.]

audio; backdated to before the White Out flood

[tucky]

[Tesla, Warren, and Nick are all receiving the exact same bizarre message from Tiffany. Enjoy, boys.]

How attached are you to the pub's door?

audio; a few days post-port

[tucky]

Hey, Nick? How you doing?

private;

[ukan]

Did you make it back all right?

[routemistress]

So apparently when you're a grownup and do relationships properly you should talk to people before you start another one. I don't think anyone's noticed I'm really forty-two drunk magpies in a trenchcoat.

Audio, after pairing announcements

[chaos_drifter]

Hey.