devoutish | IC contact for snowblindrpg

[ Oh, geez. That's not the most welcoming message ever. But no ok it's cool Angel has got this ]

Hello!! Sorry to bother you. I'm Rhys' friend Angel! Tifa said that you helped him a lot before he ran off like a giant doof, so I just wanted to thank you!
I owe you one o((*^▽^*))o

(Not that I'm suggesting that you only helped him for mercenary reasons, obviously, I just want you to know that your efforts are appreciated)

Right. I've heard of you. The two of you have seen some very interesting things.

You have? WE have??

[ You know that feeling when you say something and immediately regret it because it made you sound stupid as all heckie

Angel does. Angel is now intimately familiar with that feeling. Super. ]

Meaning, er, what interesting things in particular?? I'm guessing you aren't talking about vampires in flower crowns. :P

What's under the town hall. I've been meaning to contact you about it, but haven't found a good time.

o((*^▽^*))o :P What do these mean?

Ohhh. Well, Rhys is the one to talk to about that! He was the one who got plugged in. But it's safe to assume that after all the things people saw in dreams recently, what he saw was the administrator?
Or the entity that she's a part of, anyway. But splitting hairs only gets confusing.

And that's an emote!! A face? It's me smiling and raising my hands. See?

Nope. I don't see it at all.

[Emotes are weird.]

Did he get photographs, recordings?

[ Oof. He's worse than Beckett used to be. Poor souls from worlds without cutie weeaboo emotes. ;n; ]

Er. That wasn't really a possibility! He was being bombarded with junk data as he hacked his way in, so we had to yank out the wires before he got himself even more fried than he actually DID (his brain got a little burnt up. Ergh).
And honestly, I'm not sure if he literally saw it/her at all, or if things were more... Iunno. Abstract?
We didn't really get chance to talk it through much, what with the brain damage and other drama. I'd say he might be more up to talking about it now, but
Well, you've seen him. :C

I'd be worried about him if I were you. He's not in any state to be running around out in the snow.

[It takes a while for Peggy to get where she is right now; looking down at her tablet and considering sending a message to this man. But she realises now, just how upsetting what she told him must have been, and how inconsiderate of her it was to say such things to him, too. It was not her place, nor was it the right time, in any way.

She doesn't expect any kind of apology for the way he answered to her, either. She doesn't deserve it. But Steve would have told her that this man, this fellow soldier, deserved to be told she regretted her words. Steve would have wanted her to try and make amends. That's what he did, here and everywhere else.]

Hello, this is - Peggy. You probably have no interest in listening to this message, so I'll keep it short. I'm sorry. I was foolish, indelicate, and so incredibly tactless, on the day you arrived. I didn't think, and made a fool of myself.

[She's doing this because it's the right thing to do. Because Steve would want her to. Because this is a lot bigger than her pride.]

So. I apologise for my behaviour.

[Alfie sees the username and lets out a groan - because good God, is the woman just a glutton for punishment? She's contacting him, and she's doing it now? He's all set to just ignore it, or reply only to tell her that this was a bad idea.

But then he actually listens to it, and... well. That actually wasn't nearly as bad as he'd been imagining. He'll give it a real reply, if a terse one.]

Yeah. All right.

[She's right, he won't give any apologies back - but he won't turn down hers.]

Apology accepted, then.

Hey! I mean ...hi.

Just thought I'd check in, a-and I realized we were never formally introduced. Shame, huh?

Yeah. Still alive then, eh? All healed up?

As if there was any doubt.

[ The state he was in, well. Yes, there may have been some very well-founded doubt. Rhys clears his throat. ]

I'm still down an arm and eye, but I'm doing fine. What about you?

A fair bit better than you.

[Very tactful, Alfie.]

I spoke with your friend.

Heyyyyy... I have eighty days to your eight... or. Ten now, I guess. And I'm also guessing you mean Angel.

We met up again. Everything's good.

Yeah, the girl who makes the little faces with punctuation.

[Emoticons. They're called emoticons, Alfie.]

I'll let Tifa know; I'm sure she's worried.

[She seems to be that type.]

Depth perception improving?

Slowly and steadily. Balance too!

[ Chipper! Perhaps too much so! Overcompensating, what is that?? ]

You're still with Tifa, then? And... D... Duster?

Duster, yeah. In a house with a couple others, two. That's five total, us and them - wouldn't have been my choice, what with the anomaly attacks.

Well... yeah, but as long as it's good company, it's almost worth it.

... ...is it good company?

Dr. House, and Ecks. Don't mind her much, other than the crowd she adds. But House is a troublemaker.

[ A pause.

And once it's over, Rhys' voice has lost all of its chipper qualities. ]

Greg.

'Troublemaker' doesn't even begin to cover it.

Yeah, Greg.

[Thanks for that bit of information, Rhys; he appreciates it.]

The man makes a point of alienating everyone.

Alienating, blackmailing, forcing surgery, murdering innocent children.

...okay, robot children, b-but still.

[Alfie just... does not get the robot thing, so he doesn't comment on that specifically.]

Yeah, mate. Seems everybody I talk to has got a story.

We did have a bit of a situation earlier, here.

[ That surprises him... not at all. ]

What kind of situation?

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