Hi, you've reached Njoki Rainmaker. At the tone please leave your name, number and a brief message. If this is an work related emergency, leave detailed directions and I will contact you ASAP.
Your advert in the Nexus piqued my interest, although I must profess to being somewhat lost over the bit about white hats. My own is red although I'd certainly be willing to leave it at home if that's some sort of... problem. *pause* I'd be happy to meet with you in person, and H.D. Hollister's makes a very effective neutral ground for such things. I'm open to suggestion if there's some other location you'd prefer. I can be reached via pinpoint texting or my number in twentieth century London is attached.
Re: Phone Message!dirk__gentlyMay 9 2007, 14:58:36 UTC
Oh... okay. You have my sympathies. LOL bites everyone sooner or later, and you're under no obligation to... whatever. Nonetheless I'd be happy to meet. Just name the time and pinpoint coordinates.
How are you with slightly shady types who have one criminal record in the files that was not entirely their own fault?
"Hi 'Ki...this is Jeff." To say he sounds exhausted would be an understatement. "Um...you know anything about nightmares? Like...really, really bad ones that won't go away? I'm...pretty sure this isn't normal. Call me back soon? Please? I...I haven't slept in three days. My cell's 212-555-0408."
Re: Audio messagejmlevittMay 19 2007, 22:48:06 UTC
There's a clatter when the phone picks up, and the sound of muffled cursing. A moment later. "S-sorry. Dropped the phone. Hello?" He doesn't sound any better.
"Hi, this is Elizabeth Weir, from the Sanctuary tonight? I was wondering if you could tell me where you get your suits from -- I'd like something like that, and my tailor is no longer an option." She leaves her contact details, and hangs up.
Elizabeth is finally getting in the door after a million and eleventy years looking at cars (she is so tired of looking at cars; after a while they all began to blur together and she made intelligent comments like 'that one is red'), and when her pinpoint rings, she is completely grateful for an excuse to duck out into the yard with her coffee.
"Hey there, this is Njoki from last night. I got your message about the suits and yeah, sure, I can show you around some good people to know. Are you looking to get one made from scratch or just tailoring one you've already got?" Smart woman. Coffee always makes phonecalls better.
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Your advert in the Nexus piqued my interest, although I must profess to being somewhat lost over the bit about white hats. My own is red although I'd certainly be willing to leave it at home if that's some sort of... problem. *pause* I'd be happy to meet with you in person, and H.D. Hollister's makes a very effective neutral ground for such things. I'm open to suggestion if there's some other location you'd prefer. I can be reached via pinpoint texting or my number in twentieth century London is attached.
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The hat thing has to do with heroes. I don't do to well with the overly pure as the driven snow type.
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How are you with slightly shady types who have one criminal record in the files that was not entirely their own fault?
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"No, seriously. Where are you?"
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"I don't know what a 'badlands' is, only where there might be one. From what I've read, it isn't exactly where you're at."
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"Godspit, this so-called technology isn't as fucking wonderful as it's made out to be!"
*hard click*
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"Hello, this is Elizabeth?"
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