[IC/OOC] Voice Mail for aliunde_rpg

[scientize]

You've reached the voicemail of Doctor Naomi Hunter. I'm obviously unavailable for comment at the moment, so please leave a detailed message along with your name, so that I can return your call at a more convenient time. Thank you.

[BEEP]

Comments

[trickster_mk2]

[Text]

I just had sex on a big pile of money. How's your afternoon?

[scientize]

[1/2]

If you are trying to make me jealous, it is working.

[scientize]

[2/2]

Really? No joke?

[trickster_mk2]

No joke. On a big pile of money. There were some rubies too, I think. How jealous are you, on 1-10 scale? And it was even better 2nd time.

[scientize]

[Her text actually takes a few minutes to finally arrive because Naomi is probably grabbing a drink so she can properly enjoy this.]

Definitely an 11.

[trickster_mk2]

Well it warrants an 11. So. Fucking. Good. Bet yours can't do things like that with his hips. Or his tongue. Seriously. Need a day off to recover.

[scientize]

You are the worst!

[...But really she likes to hear about it.]

Who initiated what? I need details. Now. Tell me everything or I'm coming over.

[trickster_mk2]

Going to interrupt my bath, Naomi? RUDE. 'Sides, not going to kiss and tell. Aside from the fact I'm surprised the south-side of town didn't spontaneously combust.

[scientize]

Oh, don't you dare give me that. You not kiss and tell? That's about as ridiculous to imagine as my husband blushing.

Do we need to do this in person?

[trickster_mk2]

Okay, okay. You want the kinky details? You want me to start at the start? He loves his BDSM. Held me down. No one has the balls to do that. Well. _He_ does. And I think my shoulder looks like I've had a run in with a vampire.

Only if you promise not to touch yourself up. Or promise _to_. You can come over, if you want. I can send directions. Come sit out on the balcony. It's lovely.

Pay the dragon no mind. He's Allie's.