voicemail

[memlost]

[An upbeat male voice comes on:]

Hey, it's Morgan! If you were expecting a girl, you picked the wrong picture. If not, then congratulations! But sorry too, because this means I've missed you. Leave a message!

[Beep.]

(( ooc: feel free to use this for face-to-face interactions as well! just leave a date and voice/action/etc. in the header. ))

Comments

voice; go get em tiger B)

[occute]

[ getting this call back is the first good new she's had in... several days, actually. She rushes to answer. He's managed to catch her when her eyes are dry and she's not thinking about Vincent, Vincent's blood, Vincent's injury-riddled body, and so her voice is relatively even, although it's still hasty and nervous. ]

M-Morgan...! Thank goodness... Are you all right?

[memlost]

[ whoa there girl tone down those vincent daydreams if you possibly can?? ]

I'm not sure, to be honest... but you don't have to worry. Though I might be gone for a while longer after today. Um... will you be all right in the meantime?

[ Are Rose and Setz present and/or alive...? ]

[occute]

[ it's not a daydream.......... her boyfriend is dumb and dead alas ]

You're not sure...? [ well, that soothes zero of her worries. You can practically hear her frowning in concern over the phone. ] I'm... I'm not hurt. Did something happen, Morgan?

[memlost]

[ At least Ada wasn't taken, then. That would have been... TOO SAD... He takes a moment to try and word this in the least alarming way possible. ]

I was given a... temporary means of sustenance. [ YEAH GOOD nice and vague. ] Hopefully things will be back to normal soon, but it might take some time. Say a little under a week?

[ Five or six days... or so he thinks. ]

[occute]

[ what the heck does that mean? Sustenance? She doesn't know why that would make him sad. ]

Someone gave you food...? [ clearly confused. ]

[memlost]

[ ... Fudge. He pauses and tries to think of another way of wording... this...

... No, he's got nothin'. ]

More like a heart...? ... Actually, it's exactly a heart. That they put in me, not that I'm eating.

[occute]

[ well good, she doesn't know if she could live with someone who ate hearts -- wait what. ]

W-what?! Morgan...! That can't be safe - y-you must come back! I can call Miss Ciel to come take a look at you.

[memlost]

Well, no. It's not really safe...

[ He pauses, wondering how much he should explain. Would the details distress her...? ]

I don't think there's much to be done about it, Ada. And I'd prefer if things ran their course... so you don't have to worry about trying to fix anything.

[occute]

[ of course not!! (yes) ]

Ran their course... M-morgan, are you saying that you're going to...? [ oddly, her voice becomes choked up again - oddly because she and Morgan aren't that close. But this is only compounding the distress she was already feeling. ]

[memlost]

[ oh no don't cry... He gathers up all the conviction he has in him and says forcefully: ]

Don't worry! I'll be back! Definitely!! This will just be a little vacation! [ So to speak... ]

[occute]

How can you say that...?

[ she sounds upset... Even if he comes back, death is nothing to take lightly. ]

[memlost]

[ For better or worse, he already took death too lightly before revivals were a thing... ]

I just know so. My time isn't up. [ Which is probably what a lot of people feel right before they die for good, but this is no time for Morgan-brand fact-pointing. ] So cheer up, Ada. I'll see you around the room later, and you can catch me up on everything that's been happening.

[occute]

[ don't raise the death flag, Morgan... ]

... Okay. [ she admits in a small, defeated voice. Then, after a moment: ] ... Do you promise?

[memlost]

[ A beat, and then he says gently: ] I promise.

[ death flag tall and proud...

But now that it's a promise, he has to keep true to his word. That's all there is to it. ]