Voice

[butterflybolts]

[The communicator crackles to life; no video. Initially, there doesn't seem to be anyone wanting to talk. Someone is there, though. Labored breathing, though it's quiet, as if the person was trying not to breath too loud. A sniffle--that was accidental. Then

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[idateforsupper]

Betsy?

video

[idateforsupper]

Jean-Paul?! [Okay, he's not Alpha Flightish anymore...]

Uhm, you're in an alternate universe, honey. And yes, it sounds like Betsy's really hurt.

voice;

[i_translate_it]

[ aaaaa that doesn't sound good. ]
Betsy? Are you okay?! What happened?

Voice; ahh not enough Owie Betsy icons lol

[butterflybolts]

[aahh, you know what? screw you strange people who know her name! She's going to tantrum.]

I want my brother!

Voice;

[i_translate_it]

[ there is not enough 'oh shit' in the world for this. Semi panicked babbling is go. ]
I--I don't know where he is. I mean, he's in England, right? Is there a, a Captain Britain Hotline or something?

Voice; IDK why 'captain Britain hotline' just made me snort my drink T_T

[butterflybolts]

We were in England... he was right here! He's vanished! Or I vanished...

Voice

[butterflybolts]

My brother...

[southerndeath]

[AWWWWW she hasn't heard that accent from Betsy in so long]

Alison told me that you were here and not doin' alla that well.

Ah'm comin' to see how you're doin', okay Betsy?

[butterflybolts]

Who're you? I'm... I'm a bit, um. Injured?

Alison and a Jean-Paul are here.

[southerndeath]

Ah'm sorry you ain't doin' too well.

This is Rogue.

[butterflybolts]

I just was on the losing end of a massive reality check...

[There's that 'stupid stupid stupid cow' tone again].

Hello, Rogue.