OOC!Psiren, NPC:The Voice
Who: OOC!Psiren and NPC:The Voice
When: 1/21
Rating: G
Category: Misc Happenings, Misc Plots
Summary: Clara calls the emergency number Ren gave her back in the day.
OOC!Psiren: *stands uncertainly in front of the safe in the library for a minute, the painting that hangs in front of it leaning against a wall, then dials in the combo and opens it, sifting through the items inside and picking up a small piece of paper*
OOC!Psiren: *stares at the paper for a few seconds before closing the safe and going to the telephone, sitting and dialing the number on the paper, biting her lip and fidgeting as it rings*
The Voice:*several clicks followed by a generically androgynous male voice* Good evening. Please state your name and method of aquisition of the dialed number.
OOC!Psiren: ...Ah.... *swallows, clearing her throat* Um... Clara Smith... someone... gave it to me?
The Voice:*some more clicking and a faint whirring, muffled by the sounds of rapid typing* Please be more specific.
OOC!Psiren: Um... Envy... did?
The Voice:*a slight pause and a faint "ping"* Ah. For verification, please state the safe code used to access this number.
OOC!Psiren: Ah... the combination? ...4... 8... 15....
The Voice:Thank you. Clara Mary Smith, your access is verified. How may the Voice help you?
OOC!Psiren: *finds this all very bizarre* ...Err... *clears her throat* ...Um... I don't really know how this works, but... um... I'm trying to find him. Envy. Ah... I don't suppose... you'd have any way to, ah, contact him...?
The Voice:The Coordinator is... gone. *some more frenzied typing, the voice losing a hint of its clinical professionalism* ...He is not within the reaches of my contact... *the voice fades into typing and clicking, seeming to have forgotten about Clara altogether*
OOC!Psiren: *gripping the phone tightly, swallowing* ...Gone?
The Voice:The Coordinator is not within contact.
OOC!Psiren: O-oh. ...Because... because he's... in another dimension?
The Voice:Negative. Inter-dimensional maneuvering is quite condusive to contact from the Coordinator.
OOC!Psiren: *takes a few seconds to interpret that* ...Oh. Really? *frowns as that sinks in* Then... then he's gone.... *swallows, biting her lip* ...Do you know where he could've gone, that he is... outside of contact?
The Voice:Negative. This is beyond protocol and company stasis must be initiated. May the Voice take a message?
OOC!Psiren: *blinks* ...Ah... yes. *takes a couple deep breaths, trying not to freak out* Um... *swallows, thinking* ...if... if he comes back... into contact... could you tell him...? Um... tell him... Edward wants to see him. That is all.
The Voice:*more typing and a click* Is Mister Elric safe?
OOC!Psiren: ...Um... yes. He isn't in any danger. ...I don't think.
The Voice:Affirmative. Will you please state the reason for Mister Elric's request to see the Coordinator.
OOC!Psiren: ...Does he need one?
The Voice:It would be condusive to filing the correct level or urgency.
OOC!Psiren: ...He wants to talk to him. Go ahead and make it... whatever your highest level of urgency is.
The Voice:*more frenzied typing before a definitive click* This request has been logged and tagged as urgency level of six. *as if reading information back to her* Mister Elric is currently incapacitated
and unable to attempt contact himself, please respond at soonest convenience. Submitted this twenty-first day of January, eleven thirty-six pm.
OOC!Psiren: *thinks about this... figures Edward must have this number, too, but doesn't remember it* Um... yes. Alright... thank you. ...I think that is all....
The Voice:The Voice is glad to have been of service and hopes that this has been a helpful interaction. Thank you and have a pleasant evening. *one final click*
OOC!Psiren: *holds the phone for a few seconds, before hanging up... sits there for a minute, thinking over what just happened, before putting her head in her hands and shutting her eyes, trying not to cry*
When: 1/21
Rating: G
Category: Misc Happenings, Misc Plots
Summary: Clara calls the emergency number Ren gave her back in the day.
OOC!Psiren: *stands uncertainly in front of the safe in the library for a minute, the painting that hangs in front of it leaning against a wall, then dials in the combo and opens it, sifting through the items inside and picking up a small piece of paper*
OOC!Psiren: *stares at the paper for a few seconds before closing the safe and going to the telephone, sitting and dialing the number on the paper, biting her lip and fidgeting as it rings*
The Voice:*several clicks followed by a generically androgynous male voice* Good evening. Please state your name and method of aquisition of the dialed number.
OOC!Psiren: ...Ah.... *swallows, clearing her throat* Um... Clara Smith... someone... gave it to me?
The Voice:*some more clicking and a faint whirring, muffled by the sounds of rapid typing* Please be more specific.
OOC!Psiren: Um... Envy... did?
The Voice:*a slight pause and a faint "ping"* Ah. For verification, please state the safe code used to access this number.
OOC!Psiren: Ah... the combination? ...4... 8... 15....
The Voice:Thank you. Clara Mary Smith, your access is verified. How may the Voice help you?
OOC!Psiren: *finds this all very bizarre* ...Err... *clears her throat* ...Um... I don't really know how this works, but... um... I'm trying to find him. Envy. Ah... I don't suppose... you'd have any way to, ah, contact him...?
The Voice:The Coordinator is... gone. *some more frenzied typing, the voice losing a hint of its clinical professionalism* ...He is not within the reaches of my contact... *the voice fades into typing and clicking, seeming to have forgotten about Clara altogether*
OOC!Psiren: *gripping the phone tightly, swallowing* ...Gone?
The Voice:The Coordinator is not within contact.
OOC!Psiren: O-oh. ...Because... because he's... in another dimension?
The Voice:Negative. Inter-dimensional maneuvering is quite condusive to contact from the Coordinator.
OOC!Psiren: *takes a few seconds to interpret that* ...Oh. Really? *frowns as that sinks in* Then... then he's gone.... *swallows, biting her lip* ...Do you know where he could've gone, that he is... outside of contact?
The Voice:Negative. This is beyond protocol and company stasis must be initiated. May the Voice take a message?
OOC!Psiren: *blinks* ...Ah... yes. *takes a couple deep breaths, trying not to freak out* Um... *swallows, thinking* ...if... if he comes back... into contact... could you tell him...? Um... tell him... Edward wants to see him. That is all.
The Voice:*more typing and a click* Is Mister Elric safe?
OOC!Psiren: ...Um... yes. He isn't in any danger. ...I don't think.
The Voice:Affirmative. Will you please state the reason for Mister Elric's request to see the Coordinator.
OOC!Psiren: ...Does he need one?
The Voice:It would be condusive to filing the correct level or urgency.
OOC!Psiren: ...He wants to talk to him. Go ahead and make it... whatever your highest level of urgency is.
The Voice:*more frenzied typing before a definitive click* This request has been logged and tagged as urgency level of six. *as if reading information back to her* Mister Elric is currently incapacitated
and unable to attempt contact himself, please respond at soonest convenience. Submitted this twenty-first day of January, eleven thirty-six pm.
OOC!Psiren: *thinks about this... figures Edward must have this number, too, but doesn't remember it* Um... yes. Alright... thank you. ...I think that is all....
The Voice:The Voice is glad to have been of service and hopes that this has been a helpful interaction. Thank you and have a pleasant evening. *one final click*
OOC!Psiren: *holds the phone for a few seconds, before hanging up... sits there for a minute, thinking over what just happened, before putting her head in her hands and shutting her eyes, trying not to cry*