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

[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. ]