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

[bloodandblunder]

Morgan...

[ admittedly, it's still difficult to wrap her mind around, and she might have the fever to blame for that, but she has to admit to a little awe. He's... definitely changed.

And because of that, she can be braver, something a tad more resolute entering her eyes. ]

I'll just have to make sure she approves completely, then.

[memlost]

I know you won't have an ounce of trouble.

[ Few people know his mother better than he does, after all. But he's grateful, and his smile evens back out. ]

Oh, but I just remembered! She did make one request in regards to the subject a long time ago.

[bloodandblunder]

A request? [ she's all ears--!! ]

[memlost]

Yep! ... Not to make her a grandmother just yet.

[ But that's easy. ]

[bloodandblunder]

Wh--

[ wow it is possible to choke on air. And there she goes, overheating again as she struggles to sit up. ]

I don't-- I wouldn't--!!

[memlost]

[ boy is that a reaction. He's a little bemused, a little amused, but he lets her sit up without fuss. ]

Her words, not mine! Besides, it was more of a general sentiment and not... er, y'know.

[ An insinuation... ]

[bloodandblunder]

R-right... I hadn't even thought about it, I... [ don't wobble, Noire. ] I mean, I understand why...

[memlost]

You don't have to think about it! In fact, thinking about it is probably a little counterproductive, considering the request was to not think about it...

[ And you'll make him think about it... NO ]

[bloodandblunder]

[ Don't do it, Morgan!! Don't think about your potentially adorable offspring! ]

But bringing it up means I can't not think about it--!

[ weeeeeeeeeeeh. ]

[memlost]

[ DISTRACT HER, MORGAN. BUST OUT YOUR BEST TACTICS!! ]

Hm... hmm!!

[ And then without warning, he puts his hand on her face.

Just

Smack dab in the middle

His hand ]

[bloodandblunder]

[ what

what just happened

... no seriously, she's having a hard time grasping what's going on and why his hand is in her face, so she's going to make perplexedly distressed vocalizations that are mostly ??? and ?!???! ]

[memlost]

[ Which means this is probably working. Good job Morgan, you are so smart. After a couple seconds in which he beams at his success (not that she would know), he releases her from his tactical hold. ]

[bloodandblunder]

[ and Noire just continues to look baffled. ] W-what was that?

[memlost]

A distraction! You're not thinking about it anymore, are you?

[bloodandblunder]

...

[ Just.

Going to put her hand against his face, then!! ]

1/2

[memlost]

Hrmmphph--

2/2

[memlost]

[ And not a second later his shoulders begin to shake, a suspicious sound like laughter coming from under her palm. ]

[bloodandblunder]

I-it's not funny! In fact, it's sort of uncomfortable! [ and she'll lower her hand. ] Of all the ways to distract someone--

[memlost]

[ He chuckles a bit more and rubs his face before grinning at her. ]

Sorry, I may have panicked a little. But you can't argue with results! I'd like to see you come up with something better.

[bloodandblunder]

Of... distracting you?

... That doesn't involve hexing...

[ Hold on, she's trying to think rather laboriously. Yes, with a fever. ]

[memlost]

[ Yes, please don't hex him... or at the very least, please let him know what the hex is first.

His challenge wasn't a serious one, but she seems to be giving it some real thought...! So he sits and waits curiously. ]

[bloodandblunder]

Ah-- oh no, that wouldn't work, you might get sick, too...

[ HMMMM. ]

[memlost]

Huh? Hm?

... What, like coughing on me?

[ That's not nice, Noire... ]

[bloodandblunder]

I wouldn't do that! A-anyway, that wouldn't work right now, and I'd rather... er.

... Never mind. Um, I suppose I could just ask you to list something.

1/???

[memlost]

[ Hold on a sec, he's still puzzling this out... If it isn't coughing, then


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