[the twenty-first] / [video]

[enigmaestro]

[His eyes are peeking betwixt ungloved fingers, wide and wild. Edward does not blink throughout the entire transmission, but his pupils are consistently darting to and fro, darting about at a hummingbird’s pace. He looks disheveled, wretched and yet glowing with some intangible, nigh-golden force.]

I can-I have tried-over these past few hours-

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[mobius_bound]

...What?

[audio]

[liveinthefuture]

I'm thinking it might be best to ignore.

[audio]

[mobius_bound]

I don't...how does he know our names, I have never spoken to him at all?

[audio]

[liveinthefuture]

And neither have I. But a lot of weird things happen here. Maybe he's a hacker, or maybe it's some weird ability. I really don't think any good will come out of paying any attention.

[enigmaestro]

No.

Harvey, ah. Are you?

[enigmaestro]

Call it a fever.

[Awkward pause.]

Let's play a game. I'll start a sentence and you fill in the adjective. Your past week has been...?

[caststwoshadows]

Not yet.

1/ehhidk

[enigmaestro]

Desire!

[enigmaestro]

"Not yet"? Not yet!

[enigmaestro]

Iamjustbarelyhangingonhere!

[audio] AWWW REMUS

[enigmaestro]

It has--

[Pause. Slight terror.]

Oh. Oh no.

[audio] AKSJDKASDJaskj he is so adorable

[enigmaestro]

You're two in one. Desires, I mean. I feel echoes of one and-- Well.

Oh no.

[Voice]

[flowersnotboys]

[A soft thoughtful hum]

Oh dear oh dear... Got bitten a bit hard did we, love?

[Voice]

[enigmaestro]

[Bitter bitterpants.]

Wouldn't it be a pity if your connection to your darlings was severed forever?

[Voice]

[flowersnotboys]

Sweet as ever, I see.

[Voice]

[enigmaestro]

I like to offset your sour.