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IC contact post/voice mail - ADSTRING

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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What?

You're kind of freaking me out...what's wrong?

[okay, dropping her quirk for him]

Fuck. I would have done this better if I hadn't thought you already knew. That's the problem with this event! I can't be around you so there's not enough communication. That, and I'm fucking pissed on your behalf because this is a shitty as hell time for it to happen.

Your zombie's gone.

[The reply comes after a few minutes. Hanna had to process that, took him a moment.]

Thanks for telling me!!! C: [Excuse him as he tries to hide behind stupid little text messages in an attempt to look fine.]

[yeah, she has a feeling that he's doing that, which is why she's going to video it up now; she doesn't want him to feel like he has to fake it with her]

I fucked up. You shouldn't have found out like that.

I'm really, really sorry, Hanna.

[When the feed clicks on, Hanna almost turns his own to audio...but, he doubts she'd like that.

Instead, she gets a rather miserable looking Hanna, covered in paper cranes and he shakes his head.] N-no...you were just trying to make me feel better. You didn't know...

As soon as the stone shitheads are gone I'm going to come find you and you're not going to be able to get rid of me.

Go look on the porch soon, okay?

[if he does, he'll see that she's set up a hammock out there, complete with lots of pillows and warm blankets for anyone who decides to lie in it during the colder months]

[Hanna does look on the porch and smiles, just a little.]

I love you Vriska...

Me, too. I want to love you over there.

[but the last thing Hanna needs is a psychotic stone cat up in his business]

It's okay Vriska...I think it'd be best for me to weather this one alone though...

[And he's not saying it to hurt her feelings, but...the zombie had major sentimental value as well as being a very good friend. He was the first friend Hanna had made back at home. His only connection to home, really. Especially after Conrad left.]

You really want to be alone?

[she's a little worried he's just saying that to hide his hurt]

I just have a lot to think about, is all...

[He gives her a little tiny smile, trying to reassure her.]

If you're totally sure. I know you need to be alone sometimes. I just want you to be okay.

[she kisses her fingers, then presses them against the screen of her PCD-- the more affectionate version of a blown kiss]

Y-yeah...I'll be okay. I can't go anywhere with my little buddies, so...

[Awww, don't do that Vriska, he's going to tear up...]

[she can't think of anything she wants more right now than to be able to stroke his hair]

As soon as it's over. I'll be right there.

Okay...I might steal both of you when the event is over... [He misses the both of them so much, and its kind of dumb since its only a few days, but now its even worse...]

That's totally okay. I want to be stolen.

[she touches the screen again]

You never deserve any of this.

[Excuse him, he's just going to turn it to audio, because no, Vriska. Stop, that hurts.]

I...It doesn't happen on purpose, I know. Its not just to spite me. It just happens.

It doesn't matter why it happens! Why can't it happen to someone who's not you?

I don't know Vriska...I really, don't know...

[No crying Hanna. Not allowed. Not when Vriska's still on the line.]

[oh Hanna, she doesn't mind when you cry]

... I reeeeeeeeally don't like not being there right now.

I'll be okay, promise...

[He's currently trying to not sniffle and its really hard. And even if she doesn't mind of he cries? He didn't want to if she couldn't be there. He had a feeling it'd make her upset.]

... Hanna, you know you don't have to fake it with me, right?

I don't think you're weak or a loser no matter what you do or how you feel.

I know I don't...

[He still doesn't want to regardless, and its not because she'll think he's weak or what ever. He doesn't care about that.]

Then what are you worried about?

[Hanna heaves a heavy sigh, not sure if he wants to say it, but finally mumbles his reasoning out.] I don't want you to feel bad...

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