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prince_of_beasts) wrote2022-06-27 03:17 pm
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A synthesized woman's voice picks up the call.
"Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system. Two - Zero - Two - Nine - One - Eight - Two - One - Three - Two -- is not available now. At the tone, please record your message. When you've finished recording, you may hang up or press the # key for more options."
Dimitri hasn't figured out how to customize the thing yet.
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He is, in fact, a few minutes late, arriving with an apple and a buttered roll from Windjammer.
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There's a stylus in Erin's mouth where a cigar would go, which she's vaguely chewing on. This poor thing will not survive this treatment for long.
"Heya youngblood," Erin says without quite lifting her head, bent over her notes and writing out more even now. "Gotta get this thought out or it'll escape into the wild blue yonder, but have a look-see. Scale model of New Avalon, plus or minus some details. The ocean would abut the city over there -" vague pointing, "- and I really do not know what I'm gonna do about the bit where you can get to another major city in an hour or less for about the cost of a bad lunch..."