[voice; dated to morning sirens.]

[heartdissonance]

Hello.

[This voice coming through sounds very young, very tired, and very irate. She's also got the slightest of lisps, and is maybe a little bit breathless.]

This is a phone, even though it's not going to be working like a regular phone. I know that much. And I've heard it explained, too. Kind of tricky, isn't it?

[...]

There are people I'd like to

Comments

[voice]

[atrumcanis]

Yeah, but when aren't you looking for people. I thought that was your sort of thing.

[voice]

[heartdissonance]

[There's a sizeable pause before she says anything, and when she does, she sounds a little curious.]

Maybe, but that is precocious thinking.

[voice]

[atrumcanis]

No, it's your sort of thinking, actually. Who are you looking, anyway, be more specific.

[voice]

[heartdissonance]

Not you, I expect.

[Beat.]

A glasses boy, polite. White-haired, fairly awkward. Or an injured boy, intent, pink-haired. They should both be recognizable, at least, with their colors and demeanors combined.

[voice]

[mrbigandbad]

Most cities do.

[smell, he means.]

[voice]

[heartdissonance]

Some more than others, apparently.

[mrbigandbad]

Too strong or too many?

[heartdissonance]

Too dark.

[wasthenightmare]

Unless they recognize a voice alone, there doesn't seem to be much to recognize.

[heartdissonance]

The people who need to recognize me will recognize me with what I've given, probably.

[wasthenightmare]

Probably being the key word. Any luck?

[heartdissonance]

An irritating lack of luck, actually. This is really inconvenient. I'd things to do.

[voice]

[gaveherwings]

Shijima? I haven't heard from you in awhile- did you lose your NV?

[voice]

[heartdissonance]

[She doesn't speak right away, but when she does, her frown's evident in her voice.]

I don't believe I introduced myself.

[voice]

[gaveherwings]

There is no need to.

[voice]

[heartdissonance]

That's nice, but you can go ahead and do it, at least.