SEVEN : And it starts today; April's fools event

[wristsniper]

[Olivier was up too late playing with her ~new sword~ courtesy of coercing minors into illegal transmutation. Now her PHONE is ringing.]

What is this nonsense?

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[lingrush]

Hello?

Helloooooooooo!

Is this a beautiful woman?

[wristsniper]

...Excuse me?

[No, Ling. This is a sleepy and violent woman. Continue conversation?]

[lingrush]

Yo!

[wristsniper]

[A sigh/grunt combo.] ...Are you new?

[fathers_pride]

I could say the same.

[wristsniper]

[That voice.
That voice.]

Selim Bradley?

[fathers_pride]

Major General Armstrong.

[wristsniper]

[She's silent for a long moment.

She's thinking. She's thinking over her options. And basically what the fuck is going on.]

You're in Mayfield?

[givemeyourface]

I would very much like an answer to that myself.

[wristsniper]

Another voice I don't know. Who are you?

[givemeyourface]

Forgive me. My name is Optimus Prime.

[wristsniper]

Optimus Prime... [That name rings a bell. Oh, wow.] You're in Mayfield, now? You should know, Jolt and Sideswipe are here as well.

[kneelarmstrong]

SISTER~! IS THAT YOUR VOICE I HEAR?

[wristsniper]

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Alex?

[wristsniper]

Wait.

You're not in Mayfield, are you?

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[kneelarmstrong]

Mayfield? We're speaking on the phone, are we not?

[trainedto_shoot]

Major General Armstrong?

[wristsniper]

...Hawkeye?

[trainedto_shoot]

..Where are you?

[wristsniper]

...Mayfield.