♚ IC Contact for Sirens' Pull ♚

[pullsheavendown]

What am I supposed to say to this thing?

[10 seconds pass]

I'm Roxas. This is my phone.

Comments

call;

[topslug.livejournal.com]

Hello? This is Katsuragi speaking.

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Hi, this is Roxas...you wanted to do pictures at Kahve? What kind of pictures?

call;

[topslug.livejournal.com]

Pictures of the shop's interior and some of the Newcomers working there, if they don't mind having their photograph taken. We'll pick one out to put in a Newcomer calendar that'll be coming out around the end of this month or so.

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[Well, that doesn't sound bad.]

I guess that'd be okay. I don't see why it would be a problem.

call;

[topslug.livejournal.com]

Great! What's a good time to drop by? It probably won't take longer than an hour or two, and we'll be happy to include any of your employees on the calendar if they're willing.

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Late morning's probably good, once the early rush is done. I'll ask if people want to be in the pictures.

[quackery.livejournal.com]

[Ring ring!]

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Hello?

[quackery.livejournal.com]

I shouldn't have hung up yesterday. I'm sorry.

Um... Are you feeling better?

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

I shouldn't have snapped. I'm sorry too.

A little.

[quackery.livejournal.com]

It wasn't your fault.

So it still hurts?

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Not as much. I'll be just fine really soon.

[quackery.livejournal.com]

Can I come over?

Call

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Okay.

[He's already on the move. A wheel with lights and carts—it must be the ferris wheel.]

I'm coming.

Call

[mirroredmemory]

I'm sorry, I'm so sorry I didn't- I didn't know what he was-

[She's curled up by a tree, scared and trying to make herself invisible in the shadows with her hood up and trembling like a leaf.]

Call

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

You don't have to be sorry for anything.

Xion. I'm coming. Just hold on.

[And he's off to get her.]

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

You want to?

[quackery.livejournal.com]

Of course! You're my friend, and you're hurt.

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Come over whenever you want to, then.

[quackery.livejournal.com]

[Knocking on your door half an hour later!]

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[Hobbling to the door and answering it!]

[quackery.livejournal.com]

[Grinnnnn!]

Hi, Roxas.

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Hey.

[Come inside, little duckling.]

[quackery.livejournal.com]

[Walking inside, then!]

I'm glad you're feeling better, even if it's just a little bit.

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Thanks. It's a lot better, actually. Not completely back to normal, but I can't move around now.