[Voice - Computer]

[sugoku]

[She starts off with a bored sigh]

Is that what those numbers were for? I hoped it was something more interesting than just some little secret club. That's such a stupid induction process too. You get to run with the cool kids if you remember a sequence weird numbers that seemed more like a dream? You should rethink this a little, I believe.

On the other hand, this could be the gateway to meeting some interesting people right? Instead of the usual questions from me, why don't you tell me about yourself instead. What kind of people have I found myself with here?

Comments

[cava]

My English is perfectly fine. Or do you not remember?

[still he's marginally impressed]

In what way would it be gross?

[sugoku]

[Even she can retain some things she cares nothing about from school]

Your general and widespread trolling apathy is one of your most characteristic traits. It would just bee too unlike you.

[cava]

[yeah yeah that's a real easy attitude to take over in Ontario]

Oui, oui, oui. Which is why the matter has been settled. J'men calice de rien, et cetera. There! We've returned to normality.

[sugoku]

[You be quite over there, Quebec. She has just learn to tune out a lot of his French unless it's actually important to listen to.]

Much more normal.

So what was this? Your 'go home, Calista' call or something?

[cava]

[wow rude for all she knows he could slip something vital in there without warning.]

I would say yes, but we both know quite well that you wouldn't listen.

[sugoku]

[ Then it would be his fault when she doesn't know something. simple as that]

Not at all. I'm not doing this to annoy you, although that's a plus.

[cava]

[her fault for not listening. duh.]

Then what is it?

Either way, I'll settle on it as a "be careful, Calista" call.

[sugoku]

[His fault for so much french for no reason. ]

That's good enough. I have the information now so I can at least be on watch.

You haven't told me what you saw yet.

[cava]

[there's a perfectly good reason, and it's "he's a prick".]

Quoi? How do you mean?

[sugoku]

[That perfectly good reason is why she hates him]

It said everyone sees something when they see the numbers. I thought you'd st least tell me what you saw since you're here.

[cava]

[no she doesn't]

I've had two thus far--the Numbers Club's lot call them Echoes. I remember playing around with a tuba while I waited for someone. That's it.

[not mentioning the part with the panda suit nearby. he only remembers this one because it popped up again after he drank the water]

The second was a pair of goggles.

[sugoku]

[ She couldn't help this laugh. Of all the things to see, that was just the most ridiculous.]

You've had really strange Echoes. What good does Goggles do you?

[cava]

Not much. They're quite unusual, though... here, let me show you.

[just gonna fire off an image over the private network connection again, no big deal. they're sitting on his desk--white goggles with dark lenses, one with a circuit design.]

What about you, then?

[sugoku]

A weird phrase with a bad pun.

[ She'll pause a little, giving an unamused sigh as she tries to remember all of it.]

'This is ...Gock. This is ...Magock. I'm Escape. You'll find that I'm pretty good.'

[cava]

[and we're back, because ECHOEEEEEES]

... I see.

[hoping his voice doesn't show how mildly unsettled he is because he definitely remembers her saying that to him before, but a lot less like she was reciting

fucking

Echoes. it isn't even the first one he's gotten during this call, jesus christ.]

I doubt it's of any consequence.

[sugoku]

If you say so.

[He can see her shrug, but it probably sounds like it was there anyway.]

Then I'll let it go as nothing.

[cava]

[ugh. he honestly doesn't know if he should be honest here. is letting her just write this off the best way to go...?]

If you think that's best.