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[falkeditupagain]

[It seems someone has decided to change his voicemail following graduation. Hes trying so hard to sound professional, business like, but Hanna's usual enthusiasm bleeds through easily.]

You have reached the mailbox of Hanna Cross. If you don't have an appointment, my secretary will follow up with a return message shortly. [a short pause.] meaning me. I'll get back to you, don't worry.

And if this is an emergency what are you doing on the phone? Cardio is your friend. byyyye!

Comments

[artistinexile]

Those who provide a tangible benefit.

I understand this is a character flaw of mine, Hanna. I cannot remedy it: your usefulness will always supersede my enjoyment of your company.

[falkeditupagain]

Are people where you come all like that, or is it just you? [Maybe it's one of those alien things that he just doesn't get? Who knows.]

[artistinexile]

[With a tinge of nostalgic sadness, remembering another conversation with a friend about this same topic]

Just I. At least as far as I am aware.

[falkeditupagain]

Ah, well I'm sure someone on your planet is a little like you, though carbon copies are hard to come by. Experiences shape a person, right? Can't be Thrawn without the life you lived.

[artistinexile]

[a slight quirk of his brow]

Indeed.

Thank you, Hanna, for the enlightening conversation.

[falkeditupagain]

Eh, I didn't do shit, but you're welcome. [He'll give him a two finger salute.] By the way, I got a training saber for Christmas, so you better watch out, soon enough I'm going to be just as good as Skywalker.

[He won't be, but he can dream.] TTYL?

[artistinexile]

Perhaps. We shall have to see.

[a smile indicates that he doubts that very much]

Indeed. Warrior's fortune go with you.