{IC - Contact}

[burningfowl]

[There's a lengthly pause (he hadn't fully figured out how to work this thing at the time of this recording) before Marco starts recording his voicemail message.]

This is Marco. I'm unavailable; leave a message, yoi.

[The message cuts off, and the listener now hears a generic female voice prompting them to press 1 or stay on the line to leave a

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[firefreckles]

Don't be surprised when you get back.

voice

[burningfowl]

[Not so fond of texting, so he's going to call Ace's NV when he gets this message. PICK UP, DAMMIT.]

[firefreckles]

[Aw man, why do you have to try to spoil his texting fun? He knows you don't like it, which makes it that much more entertaining to use. Ace doesn't answer right away, just lets it ring as punishment for not replying to his message like a cool roommate would have.]

[burningfowl]

[Well he's going to try calling again. He knows you're just being a pain in the ass, Ace.]

[text] backdate to whenever this would have happened if people weren't always disappearing

[firefreckles]

Hey.

[text] Gotta pick on him some more with the damn texting, huh.

[burningfowl]

Yes?

[text] You bet!

[firefreckles]

Where are you?

[text] Little punk. At least he doesn't typo with such short replies.

[burningfowl]

Work. Why?

[He's checking his NV on his break. He's not some kind of deviant.]