Allison Hargreeves | #00.03 (
numberthree) wrote2021-04-12 10:49 am
Entry tags:
Mask or Menace ☂ IC Phone Post
INBOX
Voice | Text | Call | Video | Surprise Me
A flat computer automated voice comes on and states in monotone:
"This is the voicemail box for Allison Hargreeves. Leave a message at the beep."

no subject
Still, Allison sat up fast, suddenly raising her hands and waving away the hands with wands and applicators in her vision. Staring at only those words written across her vision and nothing else. ]
When? How?
[ Maybe even more importantly. ]
Where are you?
no subject
[ The Porter, with all its goddamn whims, taking and giving and taking. Luther's accustomed to rolling with the punches, but he's getting tired of this particular blow. ]
I'm on my way home. Their usernames are deactivated on the network; I even swung by their apartment to double-check. Gone.