IC contact post/voice mail - ADSTRING

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Hey, you've reached Hanna Cross, paranormal investigator extraordinaire!

Leave a message and I will totally get back to you as soon as humanly possible. Which will be soon. Ish. Awesome, thanks!

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Text-late morning

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[No, that doesn't make him feel any better. It makes him a little worried.] I'll see you when you get here, okay?

Text-late morning

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*He was tired, okay?*

Yeah.

*And a second reply comes a few seconds later.*

Vriska isn't there, is she?

Text-late morning

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I talked to her. She'll be out of the room. [Though...he wishes that two would just get along sooner or later. He's kind of done with friends fighting.]

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*He wishes the same thing, but as far as he's concerned, Vriska was clear about not wanting anything to do with him. And right now, he's pretty sure that if he gets into an argument with her, something's getting broken aside from him not wanting to force his presence on her when she'd rather just pretend he doesn't exist. But with a guarantee that he won't have to interact with her, he arrives and knocks on the door about half an hour later.*

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[It takes a bit for Hanna to get to the door, trying his best not to inhale too much so he doesn't stretch or rip any of his cuts open more. He smiles a little tiredly as he see's Rubedo there, taking a shuffling step back to let him in.]

Hey...is the kitchen fine with you to talk?

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*Hanna's the one who died, but Rubedo looks like the walking dead. He has heavy bags under his eyes, looking like he hasn't slept properly in a week, and even his friendly smile looks tired. He's got something that looks like paper tucked under one arm.*

Yeah. I'll even try not to raid your food.

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I don't even know what's in the kitchen, man. There might not be any food to raid.

[He makes his way back to the kitchen though, sitting at the little table there after pulling out a beat up chair.] So...you uh, look like shit, have you not been taking care of yourself? [Cue concerned Hanna look.]

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I was kidding anyway, I just ate.

*He takes a seat across the table, sitting down heavily.*

Been having trouble sleeping. With Mom leaving, last week would've been hell even without Aelia being a bitch. Just be glad you didn't see me a few days ago, when I was banged up from fighting while pissed and exhausted.

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I think i'm allergic to Aelia.

Every time she shows up, I die.