Voicemail

[need_no_moon]

"Jacob here. I obviously can't pick up right now, but leave a message and I'll get back to you."

... beep...

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[lovemykilt]

Priestly had spent the morning reading celebrity gossip and rolling his eyes while secretly cheering on the bitchiness of some fans, but when that got old, he figured he'd give Dinah a call.

Little did he know.

"Hey, it's me. I am kilt-and-jeansed up. You wanna grab that number you were telling me about and change some paradigms? It'll be fun."

[notmyownage]

[and Claudia forwarded that call on over here]

[life_inshadow]

[From here!]

Hey, I didn't know anything about you and mojo, b-but ... if you want to keep it to yourself, that's cool? B-but the pride thing is cool, too, not like you can freak anyone here out, right?

.. Bye?

[chic_harper]

[From here]

"Blood? Ew! DO NOT WANT! Goodbye!" *click*

[guardianborn]

This message ought to have gone to Elena, but...

"Wanna go out drinking later? I'm so damn bored, and all these assholes keep leaving me stupid messages."

[notmyownage]

Claudia was kind of drunk. And Scully had handed her a phone and demanded she call someone. And thus, there was a drunken message on Jacob's voicemail.

"Hiiiiiii . . . Jake. Scully called Mulder an' then she said I had to call someone and so I'm calling you. And saying hi. Have you ever had a mojito? I've had . . . I dunno. The bar guy keeps makin' 'em. They're way better'n cosmos. I showed him my boobs. I don't really know why I did that. Do you have a girl there? Or a boy. Or porn. I don' judge. Mulder had bigfoot porn. I might judge that. Oh! And there's singing. Here. With the mojitos. Should I sing something?

". . .

"Ohhhhh, yeah, this is a message. Uh. Beeeeeeeeeeeep!"

*click*