first job

[messire_foxe]

[ voice post -- go ]

[ Clicking noises, like all the buttons on the computer being pressed at once, and then a loud beeping. ]

Shit!! The hell did I do--

[ More clicking, and then it stops. Then, tapping. ]

I can't.. understand that.

[ Voice gets a tad lower, more slurred. ]Ain't Kekropian. Or Troian. Don't think they use this in the Bastion

Comments

[not_avampire]

Kekropi-... Er. Gesundheit.

[messire_foxe]

--say what?

[not_avampire]

Lemme find the guide...

Here we go. That explain anything?

[messire_foxe]

...fuck. It probably will. Thanks.

[not_avampire]

No problem, I live to serve.

You, uh, okay and everything? People sometimes have a habit of showing up in the worst of shit luck.

[messire_foxe]

Shitty life, man.

..I just woke up, and I don't know where my brother is. Ain't really a nice feeling.

[not_avampire]

Man, sarcasm.

Only child, but... yeah. What's his name, I might've heard of him?

[messire_foxe]

..sorry. Kinda on edge here.

Felix Harrowgate. Tall guy, bright fuckin' red hair. Gaudy tattoos all over his hands. ..hang on. I think I found 'im.

[not_avampire]

Yeah, I kinda figured.

Oh, you did? Well, more power to you. You're, uh, Harrowgate something, then?

[messire_foxe]

--oh. Right. Sorry 'bout that. Mildmay.. Foxe. Who're you?

[not_avampire]

Cal Thompson. I've kinda been here for upwards of a year, now, so... yeah, the whole q/a thing is pretty customary.

[messire_foxe]

Shit. Flashie calendar. And you ain't found a way out yet?

[not_avampire]

Yup. And not for lack of effort. You know when they said, 'no way out'? They fucking meant it.

[messire_foxe]

Damn. That ain't good.

Can I ask you another question?

[not_avampire]

You're telling me.

Shoot.

[messire_foxe]

How can a curse only last 24 hours?