Caritas- Saturday
It didn't matter that Jaina had been through phone weirdness more than once before. Considering most of her messages had centered around the sex shop, paying for sex, roleplaying, or how cursing wouldn't get her dates, she listened to Thursday's radio broadcast twice fully expecting something really horrible to have been said about her to get that kind of theme going. Nothing bad was said, of course, which was almost disappointing. Yesterday had been frustrating, and she kind of wished someone could pay for it. Oh well.
That didn't mean she still wasn't trying to ignore her comlink while she was working tonight. She had no idea if whatever caused Fandom's phones to go haywire affected the comlink she used to call home, and she knew she had messages waiting for her from there. If there had been calls from any family members of friends or colleagues of any sort from home waiting for her continuing the theme... she couldn't handle that two days in a row. She'd just keep on working and pretend her comlink didn't occasionally go off.
[Around till about 6 PST!]
That didn't mean she still wasn't trying to ignore her comlink while she was working tonight. She had no idea if whatever caused Fandom's phones to go haywire affected the comlink she used to call home, and she knew she had messages waiting for her from there. If there had been calls from any family members of friends or colleagues of any sort from home waiting for her continuing the theme... she couldn't handle that two days in a row. She'd just keep on working and pretend her comlink didn't occasionally go off.
[Around till about 6 PST!]