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[wolfcharger]

This...

[Who remembers this voice? This strange, childlike, echoing voice over the communicator?]

This isn't...

[She sounds a bit out of sorts here]

This can'tbe...!

[Oh dear.]

I just. GOT. BACK.

You... You sons of-!

[There's a clack and an extended pause. WHOOPS DROPPED IT. A few minutes later, it's picked back up]

And it's still freezing

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[gaga_san]

[you know, that tone of demanding voice sounds pretty familiar...to the point at least that it jolts him awake to grab for his communicator and peer at the screen with his breath held in disbelief.

......o-oh wait, you're not Glenda. You're not Glenda at ALL, in fact. What are you?]

A-Are you all right...? [STUPID QUESTION, YES, but better than being discovered staring at the screen in silence making a carp-face]

[wolfcharger]

[OH HELLO THERE. ARE YOU HELPFUL?]

Oh me? Fine. Dandy. Fantastic. Just slowly turning blue and freezing into a statue over here, best day of my life.

[Albel has... sort of set the mood here. Sorry man]

[gaga_san]

[SOMETIMES HE'S HELPFUL, SOMETIMES HE JUST SITS THERE SOBBING OVER LACK OF OFFICE SUPPLIES, depends on who you talk to.]

Winter is not especially kind here. I'm sure we have some spare blankets at the hospital you could use.

[also WTF, Discedo? You're stealing people but you're still porting new people in? This doesn't make any SENSE...]

[wolfcharger]

[Just don't let her know about that. She will never stop laughing at you]

No kidding, tell me something new.

[BUT... BLANKETS]

... Huh....

I've only been to the hospital once.

[pause]

Come pick me up and bring me there.

[gaga_san]

[momentary silence. Wait, he's known you for ten seconds. Just because you SOUND like Glenda doesn't mean he's gonna take orders from you.]

If you've been there once before, I'm sure you can find it. It's not gone anywhere.

[wolfcharger]

[Oh you think so, bitch?]

I'm not walking there.

Get over here and pick me up. I'm near the docks.

[She... she really can't walk there. But she's too proud to say that /sob]

[gaga_san]

Listen, I don't know who you think you are, but if you think I'm going to drop everything just to come and get you--

[wolfcharger]

Pick. Me. Up.

NOW.

[gaga_san]

[...then you'd be absolutely right if you're going to say it in that tone of voice. His expression immediately wilts to one of submission.]

I--yes.

I'll be right there...!

[he's scurrying off before the feed even cuts, in fact]

[wolfcharger]

[That's what she thought.]

Great. I'll be here.

[Well, whenever you get around to the docks, she's not hard to spot. She's the tiny little three foot tall imp creature shivering in the snow. And trying to hide the fact that she is shivering in the snow.

OH HELLO see why she needs an escort NOW?]

[gaga_san]

[INDEED WE DO. You seemed taller on the feed, somehow... :|a

A small black cat lands before her ten or so minutes after her transmission, immediately transforming as he lands in a plume of smoke. And for a second he just sort of STARES at her.

She's not like anything he's ever seen before, at home OR in Discedo. At length he clears his throat and offers her a hand.]

Let's be on our way, then. [or something...]

[wolfcharger]

[Did she? Huh. She has to do that more often then, she likes the illusion of being tall.

And now she stares up at him. Oh. Hello. Awful nice shapeshifting trick you got going on there how about that. She doesn't look too fond of the staring though, thankfully Gaga says something before she can get visibly upset]

Right.

[And not only does she take that hand... Oh no. The ponytail behind her flickers, before a massive orange hand snaps up and out, planting itself on Gagas shoulder. As quickly as she can, the little imp vaults herself from the ground, up and onto the demon stewards farm and fuzzy shoulders with a single fluid movement.

Aaaah much better]

[gaga_san]

[AHHH WHAT IS THIS HE DOESN'T EVEN--

It all happens so fast he's not quite sure what even took place. One minute she's taking his hand, the next she's on his shoulders. And he's fairly sure there was a GIANT GODDAMNED HAND involved somewhere along the line.

Said giant goddamned hand does not seem to be anywhere in sight when he turns his head to look for it, however. There's only the empty coldness of the streets, and his odd little passenger riding up top.

He finally begins his trudge back to the hospital, wishing he'd known she meant it literally when she'd said she wanted someone to pick her up.]

You've been here before then...?

[wolfcharger]

[NO EXPLANATIONS FOR YOU HA HA HA. She gets comfortable up there, burying her little hands in his hair atop his head and her feet planting firmly on that nice warm fuzzy chest.]

Once, yeah. You're almost as tall as that blond Vash guy that was here last time.

Any demon fog in the city this time? Or was that a one time thing?

[gaga_san]

Demon fog...? [his ears perk in intrigue] Not that I'm aware of. We've had a few people go missing, however. That wouldn't be a surprise with as many people as have been sent home lately, but their frequencies, apparently, still exist.

[this is what he's gathered from the constant chatter of panic over the communicators anyway. It's been a large factor to ensuring he hasn't gotten much rest.]

[wolfcharger]

Huh. Weird. So the scientists are still jerking us around. Nice to see it hasn't changed here, fantastic.

[And now she crosses her arms atop Gagas head and rests her head upon them. SO COMFY]

Maybe they got eaten by something.