[It's not the first thing Charlie does when they get access to the network back, but after scanning the comm he quickly tabs over to his inbox to see if they can use those as well. He snorts when the answer is 'yes.' Of course.]
Hey there, magpie
nearly 5 minutes later thanks to write text and delete write and delete, gg Chloe
[Part of her isn't interested in skimming the net. She's already seen it during, she's seen the reactions and arguments of the team that took them in; any further evidence of what's gone wrong is evidence she needs time to work up the urge to want.
And once that hits they'll likely regret ever handing this back.
Still, she's in bed with her back to the room (and the tablet as well) when the distinct pinging noise of a waiting message catches her attention.]
text (nov 20th);
Hey there, magpie
nearly 5 minutes later thanks to write text and delete write and delete, gg Chloe
And once that hits they'll likely regret ever handing this back.
Still, she's in bed with her back to the room (and the tablet as well) when the distinct pinging noise of a waiting message catches her attention.]
u ok?
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[He could mention Seviilia, but he purposefully doesn't.]
You?
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[If this was a bioware game, [lie] would obviously precede that.]
getting dragged about for visitations a bitch but I've only shoved at one of the escorts once so
good record.
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How's the lot over there holding up?
[Spoilers: it's the only question he can think to ask to avoid the things he actually wants to ask her.]
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might have to plug my ears to keep out the sound of an orgy if this keeps up so I'd say theyre taking it on the chin
[Better than her, anyway.]
yours?
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As for mine: sullen and despondent seems to about cover it, though there's less risk of bodily fluids so I suppose I can't complain
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[She might be sporting the faintest hint of a smile when she types it, but tacking on the usual obnoxious emote seems a bit much.]
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four minutes late:
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[It's a joke, they both know that. Bullshit anyone's going to let them anywhere near one another. But typing it feels good anyway.]
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any news on how long we're stuck in for
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concussed?
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Saul?
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solid defense?
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[He may have said no to as much, but there's no reason she's got to.]
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and youre taking it?
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but not a chance
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[Because he's pretty much three hundred percent sure he's being a fucking idiot.]
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I mean
aside from the layers of steel between us
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