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[whathawksdo]

"please leave a message at the sound of the--"

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voice;

[belegurth]

Marian. This is Manfrea, we had spoken at the convention. I was hoping we could practice our magic if you were available at some time to do so.

voice;

[whathawksdo]

[ excuse the long wait while she figures out how to return messages. ]

Manfrea? Hello again! I can't say I have much else to do right now, so any time that works well for you should work well for me.

voice;

[belegurth]

Perhaps this weekend? Unfortunately work keeps me occupied during the week but I am sure we could find a park where we could practice without disturbing anyone.

voice;

[whathawksdo]

Those places with all the trees in the city? I suppose that could work, but which one were you thinking of?

The weekend works for me, though. On... what do they call it here? Saturday, I think.

voice;

[belegurth]

There was a large one in Heropa i believe.

Saturday it is then! Perhaps at midday?

voice;

[whathawksdo]

I can do midday. I'll see you there. [ There's a small pause, then she adds: ] Unless I get lost, then I'll still see you there, just later.

voice;

[belegurth]

Very well, I look forward to this.

[ooc: did you want to do an action thread or log? I'm good with either!]

[whathawksdo]

[ ooc: I'd be cool with a log. o/ Want me to toss one up or were you planning on it? ]

[belegurth]

[ooc: I don't mind starting one for us!]

[belegurth]

[ooc: here ya go!]

text;

[sassguard]

[ It's always awkward texting someone he doesn't know very well, particularly when you had to dig around for their number, but Kaidan's mentioned her enough, so-- ]

This is Shepard. If you've got some free time tomorrow night, you're welcome to drop by [address] for Kaidan's birthday party.

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[whathawksdo]

[ Kaidan's birthday party? Birthday party. Birth day party. ]

Just to be clear. Birthday. That's the same thing as a name-day?

text;

[sassguard]

[ Oh, right. Cultural differences. ]

If a name-day's when you celebrate when you were born, yes.

Voice

[hunterrabbit]

Hey Hawke...

I know this is sudden [it came out of left field for her too, believe her], but I'm gonna be moving out soon. A friend of mine offered, and...I think it'd be good if I was there with him.

[It'd be easier too- not worrying about keeping food or eating in front of people...or having to pretend to eat normal food. But that aside-] I'll miss having you around the house though.

[whathawksdo]

[ Oh, that is sudden.

Maybe she should answer this message when she isn't leaving the scene of a-- well, not a crime, at least not her crime, but hey, she's already on her way out of there! ]

Do I still get to visit Bitey the kitten?

[ You're not rid of her yet, kiddo. Also try to ignore the fire engine sirens in the background, even though they sound awfully close. ]

1/2

[hunterrabbit]

Of course. I won't be too far away- still in De Chima. I can send you the address and-......

2/2

[hunterrabbit]

[Yeah, sorry Hawke. BLARING SIRENS are kind of hard to ignore.] Uhh...you ok?

[whathawksdo]

[ So many sirens, so many. ]

Hmm? Oh, yes, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be? [ LA LA LA, NOTHING TO HEAR HERE. ] But good, good. Just let me know the address sometime. So who is it you're moving in with? A friend, you said? Or is this a friend friend?

[ Much emphasis on that first friend in the double friend there. ]

[hunterrabbit]

[Hawke, no. SHE KNOWS HOW THIS LOOKS, OK.]

Just...a regular friend. He's from home. You can meet him sometime when you visit-

And don't change the subject! [Why do people do this to her all the time?!] What're all those sirens for?

[whathawksdo]

So no moving tales of young love blossoming over the summer? Tsk. What a shame.

[ This is a perfectly relevant subject to be on, though! ]

And I honestly do not know. I suppose something's on fire somewhere, but I'm not heading that way.

[ Not suspicious whatsoever. Surely. ]

[hunterrabbit]

Well sorry to disappoint! [Good thing Hawke can't see her angry blush.

BUT ITS NOT LIKE TOUKA CAN TELL HER THAT SHE'S MOVING IN WITH HER CANNIBAL FRIEND SO THEY CAN EAT TOGETHER...]

And you need to work on your lying. You're walking away from a fire?

[whathawksdo]

Touka...

Why would I be walking towards a fire?

[hunterrabbit]

So you're not, huh? Then why are the sirens getting louder? [That's not usually how it works.]

[whathawksdo]

[ Are they? Shoot, time to change directions. Just going to... cut down an alley. Yeah, that works. ]

Hmm? Well, I certainly don't control where they go. [ BUT ANYWAY. ] So who's this friend of yours? It's good to hear you have at least one from your home here.

[hunterrabbit]

...I guess not. [Still suspicious...Why're you being so dodgy about this, Hawke.]

It's nice having him around though, yeah. His name's Kaneki. He's- ...[how the hell should she describe it?] ...kind of one of those weird quiet types who doesn't get out much. [Well, it's true.]