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[His voice is stiff and formal, in the way only chronic-workaholics with no personal-lives can manage.]
Mr. Bradbury, I'm calling to express my interest in joining the security team you are currently forming. My name is Red Alert, or "Redford Alton" if you would prefer to refer to me by my human-alias. I have considerable experience in the security field, which we can discuss more in-depth at your earliest convenience.
Mr. Bradbury, I'm calling to express my interest in joining the security team you are currently forming. My name is Red Alert, or "Redford Alton" if you would prefer to refer to me by my human-alias. I have considerable experience in the security field, which we can discuss more in-depth at your earliest convenience.
[ He's prompt with calling back, and while his voice isn't nearly as formal, he does speak as professionally as the job would require. ]
Thanks for letting me know you're interested, Mr. Alton. [ He pauses; thoughtful. ] You said it was a human alias - do you mind telling me what you were originally?
[ He's met his share of turned-humans in the City, but it still takes getting used to. ]
Thanks for letting me know you're interested, Mr. Alton. [ He pauses; thoughtful. ] You said it was a human alias - do you mind telling me what you were originally?
[ He's met his share of turned-humans in the City, but it still takes getting used to. ]
Mr. Bradbury, if you could please give me a call back as soon as you can, I would appreciate it.
Sincerely, Larsa Solidor.
Sincerely, Larsa Solidor.
From: Larsa Ferrinas Solidor < < larsasolidor@thecityhall.gov >>
To: Rick Bradbury << rickbradbury@thecityhall.gov >>
Subject: Cats!!
Mr. Bradbury
Someone recently forwarded me an interesting article on Social Media. Needless to say it opened up many an avenue for me to fully investigate how Imports are viewed by the natives of this world, but for the purposes of this e-mail, I found something that reminded me of the mayor (and subsequently everyone else in City Hall).
Mayor Hundred:
Deputy Mayor Edward Nygama:
April Ludgate:
Last but not least, yourself Mr. Bradbury:
The security team:
Uncanny, no?
Sincerely yours,
Larsa Ferrinas Solidor
----
Larsa Ferrinas Solidor
City Hall Intern
To: Rick Bradbury << rickbradbury@thecityhall.gov >>
Subject: Cats!!
Mr. Bradbury
Someone recently forwarded me an interesting article on Social Media. Needless to say it opened up many an avenue for me to fully investigate how Imports are viewed by the natives of this world, but for the purposes of this e-mail, I found something that reminded me of the mayor (and subsequently everyone else in City Hall).
Mayor Hundred:
Deputy Mayor Edward Nygama:
April Ludgate:
Last but not least, yourself Mr. Bradbury:
The security team:
Uncanny, no?
Sincerely yours,
Larsa Ferrinas Solidor
----
Larsa Ferrinas Solidor
City Hall Intern
[ It takes him like, an hour to reply after he sees this, because one, Larsa, why. Two, No seriously, Larsa, why. Feeling vaguely awkward because Aoi can probably read this and Mitch can probably hear it... ]
I got one question: why does everyone else get to be a cat?
I got one question: why does everyone else get to be a cat?
Edited (change... of phrasing..) 2012-10-11 22:57 (UTC)
[ It takes a long while for Bradbury to answer. So long, in fact, that it almost switches over to voicemail, but at the last split-second, he picks up, although his voice is the too-loud and slightly echoey sound of someone using speakerphone. ]
Just so you know, this isn't gonna be a private call. What's up?
Just so you know, this isn't gonna be a private call. What's up?
[ It's late night and since she's locked herself in her bedroom the past couple days, what better way to spend her time than to work up the courage to send a text message? Unfortunately, she's not that great with the device. Technology is not her finest. ]
hey idiot i was thninking maybe weshpould makek out
not becuause i want to but because you need it as my servant
[I'm not sorry. ]
hey idiot i was thninking maybe weshpould makek out
not becuause i want to but because you need it as my servant
[
[ she sounds slightly pissed ]
We need to talk. Especially if you've been getting anything in the mail.
We need to talk. Especially if you've been getting anything in the mail.
[ But PRETEND THIS IS THURSDAY EVENING because I might forget/be busy... Ring ring... ]
Forgive me for the abrupt question, but I fear if I were to ask Mr. Bond such a question, I would feel we had something in common. However, it would appear that I accepted many a phone number the other day and I am unsure why I would do such a thing.
Does the mayor know you've been starring in video games, Rick Bradbury?
[ring ring ring]
Bradbury.
[A pause that's altogether synthetic. And:]
Oh no, am I interrupting your Memorial weekend?
Bradbury.
[A pause that's altogether synthetic. And:]
Oh no, am I interrupting your Memorial weekend?
[ The burst of chatter and noise on the other end evinces that Eddie's interrupting all right, though Bradbury sounds almost peculiarly relieved once his voice is actually audible. ]
You know me, got nothing better to with my life than wait for you to call and tell me how you're going to make it worse.
What is it?
You know me, got nothing better to with my life than wait for you to call and tell me how you're going to make it worse.
What is it?
[ it takes him a couple of hours to reply; not because he doesn't see the message, but because he's been too busy being sick to his stomach to even want to think about replying to it. it's a mix of relief, regret, and utter self-loathing, but he knows he needs to fucking get a grip, so he eventually responds. ]
fuck you
fuck you
Mr. Bradbury, I need a favor from you.
I was thinking a bottle of wine, but I'm not able to purchase one myself.
My father used to drink a glass every day and I think it helped him keep calm.
Anyway, it wouldn't be any trouble for you to get me something.
I can pay you for it.
Don't scold me about how this is against the law.
I'll be responsible.
I was thinking a bottle of wine, but I'm not able to purchase one myself.
My father used to drink a glass every day and I think it helped him keep calm.
Anyway, it wouldn't be any trouble for you to get me something.
I can pay you for it.
Don't scold me about how this is against the law.
I'll be responsible.
[ There are a myriad number of ways he could respond to that, but text gives him time to think it over, and he finally says: ]
alcohol doesn't actually solve problems. you know that, right?
anyway, i'll bring you some on two conditions: one, i get to supervise, two, you tell me what's wrong.
alcohol doesn't actually solve problems. you know that, right?
anyway, i'll bring you some on two conditions: one, i get to supervise, two, you tell me what's wrong.
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