[Duplicity] IC Inbox

[rogueinladysclothing]

Text | Voice | Video | Action | un: LadyRogue


[Amelia's device is ready for messages. Send away as you will.

Upon reaching her inbox, there's a long pause. And then, when the caller might think this is some prank or the inbox is improperly set up, a soft voice speaks:]

"Leave your message. We'll speak later."

Comments

[wolfehawke]

[ He'd meant it as a tongue in cheek sort of joke but he's not really surprised tone is lost in text, especially with Amelia. She's not used to this sort of thing yet. ]

Absolutely true. Self interested pissants most of them.
You know one tried to feed me to his wyvern and then throw me off a cliff?

[rogueinladysclothing]

I'd ask what the occasion was that prompted this, but I suspect it doesn't matter. Nobles will find any excuse to have people fed to exotic pets or thrown off cliffs.

That said, if you want to tell me the story sometime over a drink, I'd like that. I can pull out a few of my own stories of crazy things nobles have done. None of them involve wyverns, but I do have one where a duchess barely half my size tried to throw me out a window.

[wolfehawke]

I do absolutely have to hear that one
We can go for drinks later in the week? Exchange ales for stories.
For now I need to pack up and head across town for my other job.

[rogueinladysclothing]

A sound plan. Choose a day this week and it's yours. I have nothing requiring my time yet this week.

Try not to overwork yourself, Hawke. I want you to be able to enjoy those ales.

[wolfehawke]

Considering most of what I do at either job is watch people and walk around in circles, I don't think there's a danger of that.

I'll let you know when I'm free.