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[controllingluck]

[An automated sounding computer voice says:] This is the in box of Himawari Kunogi, Please leave a message!

[After a moment there is a new notice, this time the girl speaks in a cheerful voice]Hello! This is Himawari. If you have a question about the city or wish to have some assistance looking up jobs or places for rent, please leave me a message

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[Call - 11/14/11 11:30PM]

[eats_the_rude]

[Charming girl. He'd listen quietly, patiently to the voicemail...His familiar french 'purr' left in the recording.]

Mademoiselle, I heard that there may have been an...[a slight click of teeth] incident at the baseball diamond the day before. I was called away to an appointment so I was unable to see it for myself. I hear there may have been a medical curiosity...But I suppose you shall tell me about it when you are able.

Until then.

['Click'.]

[Call - 11/14/11 11:47PM]

[controllingluck]

[This late in the evening she was starting to wind down for her nap. Nap, simply because she couldn't sleep well in the night, the creatures and darkness always managed to keep her up, no matter how hard she tried. Settling down into her couch, hair wrapped up in a towel and fresh PJs on she pulled up her laptop style NV and looked over messages.]

[There were a few of them, some spam, some for work, some for school and one... ah, she settled back and saved this one, replaying it first before deciding that 17 minutes wasn't too late to call back tonight. If anything she could leave a message as well.]

[Calling back she let it ring, a hand rubbing over her forehead again to stave off the headache that had started to grow. Yesterday was weird as hell and today wasn't any better.]

[She waited for him to pick up, or she would leave a message for him in return]

[eats_the_rude]

[Fortunately he was rather the kind of person who stayed up until dawn and slept well into the late morning. As Will had noted in their time together he was not what you would call a morning person, but rather was very much a night owl.

So it was that he was reading over something when her call came through, and flipping open the cell phone he held it to his ear to speak into the receiver gently:]

Bon soir.

[controllingluck]

[Himawari was a morningnight person. She was cheerful and awake at any point of the day...]

Bon soir misure Gremil [she said in her best French, smiling at the NV receiver.] I'm returning your call. [a small pause] You said you were interested in... ah, the incident, yesterday?

[Call]

[eidetic_graham]

[Beep!]

In regards to that talking head... I got a dirty sock and some duct-tape if you need it.

[Call]

[controllingluck]

[Hearing this message made her actually giggle. The head was... concerning and interesting but, well it wasn't so bad. He cursed a lot, and was loud but wouldn't you be if you were just a head? She took little time to reply back, giving him a ring in return right away.]

[Call]

[eidetic_graham]

[He picked up as he stood on the docks. It was lunch-break again with little English tea-sandwiches provided by his not-son Walter. The kid was starting to become his little mother. He was upbeat on the pick-up, but then again, seeing her number was starting to act as a shot of endorphin straight to his brain.]

Heya.

[Call]

[controllingluck]

Hiya.

[She said back with a smile. She rather liked hearing from him]

I don't think the dirty sock is needed, but the tape might have helped put him together again. [Still, the fact that he saw all that was a little embarrassing]

December 14 | 9:24 PM | Call

[boundbytreason]

[ Using her NetVice that took the shape of an orb, she sent a call ringing Himawari's way.

Ring.
Ring.
Ring. ]

Call

[controllingluck]

[And she picked up upon the third ring, swiftly hitting the button on her secondary, laptop style NV. Plopping into a seat near it she asked in a cheerful voice]

Yes? This is Himawari!

[I'll be slow replies till i get home tonight <3]

Call

[boundbytreason]

[ A voice with a clear smile returned the response. ]

Good evening, Miss Himawari. I hope that I'm not bothering you.

[OOC: Ooh, no worries! With Christmas coming, it's a busy time for us all. c: Plus, I'm at fault for being too slow myself, haha.]

Call

[controllingluck]

Oh, no, not at all! [the sound of her shifting, getting comfortable once more can be heard as she speaks]

Is everything alright? What can I do0 for you?

[we're good then xD]