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[the_fist]

[There was a pleasant hum coming from Gabriel after he wrote the numbers in steam in his bathroom mirror. Fortunately for the viewer, he was wearing a towel tied around his waist. He made confused sort of expression after he wrote the numbers, looking them over.

A woman's voice called from the other room in portugese--which Gabriel responded to with a grin.]

Jeez, gimme a minute! [He set his hand on his stomach, running his fingertips over his abs with one hand and jamming his other hand's pinky into one nostril with the other. Gabriel was well over 6 feet tall and built like Hercules.]

I dunno where this appetite's comin' from, but it's a good thing it's not doin' damage to the money-maker. [He admired himself with a fairly dull expression. Suddenly, he yelled in portugese again, signalling the beginning of an argument very few people were going to understand.]

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[Video]

[scramasax]

[Anthony cannot see the context of this recording. On one hand he's got no pause in responding.

On the other, if he did, he may have rethought his own connection method.

Tiny, stilted, monotone - ]

Uhh -- you're connecting --

[Video]

[brotimaeus]

Yo, He-Man, you're makin' an exhibition of yourself.

[Really, he has no idea how people manage to do this by accident...]

[Video]

[the_fist]

Uhh. [They locked ...eye. Gabriel was staring at a zombie in his bathroom mirror.]

Uhhuuuuhhhhhh?

[Video]

[the_fist]

OK, now there's a dude. What happened to the zombie!? Where'd the zombie go!? [Gabriel reached over to put his fingers on the edge of the mirror so he could lift it. He peered behind it onto the door. No cord connection. He wasn't getting pranked. Totally magic mirror.]

What the!?

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[sunshinethatwarmsherup]

[ Sorry, no image of a cute girl being scandalized for you, Gabriel. Linda isn't yet someone who uses video for everything on the internet. ]

For the sake of all the women on this network who don't want to see you half naked, put on some pants before you connect to this thing!

Video;

[the_fist]

Wait--are you a woman? Are you the zombie!? [He was shaking the mirror, now.]

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[sunshinethatwarmsherup]

Yes. I'm a woman. And no, I'm not a zombie! What kind of question is that?!

[Video]

[scramasax]

[Stage-whispering - ] Uhh... -- 'scuse me! I -- [Picks it up.] Did you... uhmm.

[He's probably already messed up, he's cringing - lifts a hand, loosely waves it over the connection point.] ...numbers...?

[Video]

[the_fist]

W-Woah! The zombie, again! What the hell's goin' on!?

And, you're talking!? You're a really well-composed zombie!!

Video;

[the_fist]

[He made gestures with his hands. They didn't help.]

I was just looking at a zombie!! What the hell--

[There was his mother yelling in portugese--to which he yelled back. In a sort of hush, he glowered at the mirror.]

Do I gotta talk loud for you to understand, lady ghost??

[Video]

[scramasax]

I'm -- ! [Quick frantic head-shake.] -- I'm not, really - well-composed; I'm ssuh -- sorry!

[He probably could have passed that over but alas - ] It's -- it's -- the numbers, did you -- uhmm?

[Faint squeak in the "uhmm".]

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[sunshinethatwarmsherup]

I'm not a ghost either!

[ There's a pause for a moment, but then she'll go ahead and type something else. ]

Okay. You know what. New plan. Finish with whatever it is you need to do, then get into your room and right your numbers down on a piece of paper or type it on your computer's keyboard or something. It'll be easier to start to explain stuff.

[Video]

[the_fist]

Dude, compared to movie zombies, you're actually talking to me and not trying to haunt me or anything!

[He paused, staring.] You're not trying to haunt me, right? [Gabriel was barely paying attention to what the poor guy was actually trying to say.]

Video;

[the_fist]

[Gabriel sat down on the floor of the bathroom which might have been a godsend.]

Uh. Alright. But, if you're worried about me being shockingly naked, how do I turn this thing off? Is this an NSA installation...?

[Video]

[scramasax]

[Shakes his head again. High, clipped, shallow sounds - ] Nn - no I'm not...! I -- ermm -

'mmm one of us... -- !

[The cart is flipped in front of the horse.]

TEXT

[sunshinethatwarmsherup]

You wrote your number on the mirror, right? Just... wipe it off, I guess.

Video

[moreweaponsthanyou]

First, put some clothes on before you flash someone with your junk.

Second, I guess you're new. Did you write some sort of numbers anywhere before this?

[Video]

[the_fist]

[Gabriel was being yelled at by his mother and some other girl--so, he swiped his hand over the steamy numbers he painted in the mirror.

He disappeared.

He returned, ten minutes later, finding out how to send this guy a message back again.]

Hey, you there? Zombie guy? [He was on his tablet this time.]

Video;

[the_fist]

[Gabriel disappeared at that, returning ten minutes later on his tablet, laying in bed in the dark. For some reason, he figured this would make his mom less suspicious--but really, who in the world would walk into a teenager's room at that time of night in the first place?]

OK, ghost dude, I'm here. At least I think I am.

Video;

[the_fist]

[Gabriel had been gone for ten minutes--or, roughly five after he got this message.

He replied from his bed in his pajamas and on his tablet.]

Yeah. The numbers put me on this haunted chatroom, right?

...Wait, you look totally normal. What the hell? [He sounded pretty disappointed.]

Video;

[sunshinethatwarmsherup]

[ Okay. And despite some reservations about showing her face on the network (it goes against all the internet safety that her parents tried to instill in her), Miku goes ahead and activates the webcam on her laptop. ]

I'm not exactly someone you would call a dude, now am I? Now isn't this better than trying to talk to us in your bathroom mirror?

Video;

[the_fist]

[...He'd still call her dude. He's just sort of lazy when it comes to general nouns.]

OK, so this isn't a horror chat? [So very disappointed.]

Video;

[sunshinethatwarmsherup]

Nope. Not at all. [ She smiles just a little bit at him. ]

Why would you think that?

[Video]

[scramasax]

[That... is the voice that he apparently snuck up on and bumbled at earlier.

Gives himself a rough metaphorical shove into momentum in an off-guard-locked-position and shrinks a moment, clears his throat.] Uhh.

Yy. Yes...? Sir?

Video;

[moreweaponsthanyou]

Well, you're starting to get it.

But sorry to disappoint you but I'm not a ghost, a ghoul, a vampire, a werewolf, a satyr, a dragon, a bird, a magical girl, a robot, a dragon or a giant. Just a...well, I wouldn't say normal anymore, but still a guy.

[Well, Fil is shrinking but he's not going to mention that on a first conversation.]