second experiment || locked text

[patchworkdoctor]

[TEXT; LOCKED TO CRONA]

Crona, I think it's time we talked.

If you would rather meet somewhere, give me the time and place.

Comments

text, oh snap

[sablemeister]

[ --!?

Mr S-Stein...!? he's...he's-

...how long has he been here? if...it's been long, he would have felt the release of Ragnarok for sure-- even moreso than Kid. this is...Crona can't help but feel a lump of nervousness form in his throat. ]

mr stein, you're here too ? ? ?

ok sure,

um

am i in trouble. . .

no nevermind sorry um i'm home right now, wonderland, 501 perrault way

haha that's how he roll

[patchworkdoctor]

Mr? [Well okay. He'll roll with it. He's more concerned about being asked to go to Crona's house.]

...To your house? Okay. When. Now? It will take me a minute or two.

[Shut up, Medusa.]

text;

[sablemeister]

sorry

i am trying to be more polite

now is ok, um, unless you'd rather me find you

which is also ok

um but yes i'm free

[ ooooh gosh. perhaps it's lucky he's incapable of expressing his discomfort with the idea through text--or maybe unlucky, since he'll probably be a nervous wreck by the time Stein arrives.

whatever, luck is subjective. ]

[text ----> action]

[patchworkdoctor]

[oh for fuck's sake, Crona. Stein didn't know it was possible to sound that uneasy through text.]

I'd rather not have you come over.

[His room is scary as hell.]

I'm on my way.

[After a suitable amount of time, there's that horrifyingly ominous knock at the door.]