♚ 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

[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

All right, I'll be here.

voice;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Maybe. [He's skeptical, but it's not like he has the answers.]

I guess we just wait for now. I don’t know what else to do.

voicemail;

[theprobator.livejournal.com]

[just who Roxas wanted to hear from, amirite?]

Tell me you're a better fighter than the original one, Ventus Junior.

voicemail;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[You're not rite. Sigh. Guess the hiding-in-text plan isn't working.]

That's not my name.

voicemail;

[theprobator.livejournal.com]

[so he shouldn't be expecting a Christmas present then?]

It suits you so well, though.

voicemail;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[Isn't Vanitas pretty Grinchy?]

What do you want?

voicemail;

[theprobator.livejournal.com]

[pretty sure Santa couldn't bring him a goofy apocalypse weapon for Christmas even if he was a good boy. useless fat man. thanks for that public video post, by the way.]

An answer. Which of you two is the better fighter?

voicemail;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[You never know. He might. And GOOD LORD WERE YOU JUST STALKING EVERY SINGLE POST AND COMMENT UNTIL HE SLIPPED?]

Why should I tell you?

voicemail;

[theprobator.livejournal.com]

[WELL YEAH, IT'S NOT LIKE VANITAS HAS ANYTHING BETTER TO DO :') libraries are boring.]

Would you prefer if I tracked you down and find out myself?

voicemail;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[He must be so lonely.]

I'm not afraid of you.

voicemail;

[theprobator.livejournal.com]

[just a lone kid and a pile of books... Old Man Balding sort of counts as a living book, too, really.]

Come on, then. Prove that you're the better Ventus. [there's a good reason for this. it isn't like Vanitas could discern any light or darkness within Roxas out on the baseball diamond-- the way he sees it, he's sitting on a possible two potential candidates for his, ehm... plans.]

voicemail;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[His life, so hard. If he tried being nice, he could be friends with the Never Was clan.]

I'm not Ventus and he's not me. I don't have anything to prove, and I don't have time for this. [Sora outranks Vanitas in terms of importance.]

voicemail;

[theprobator.livejournal.com]

[ew, no, you guys have body odor.]

Busy, then. I think I know why.

voicemail;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

I doubt that.

voicemail;

[theprobator.livejournal.com]

Keep telling yourself that.

Be ready. I'm not going to give you a second warning.

voicemail;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

I don't need one. Like I said; I'm not afraid of you.

voicemail;

[theprobator.livejournal.com]

[condescending laughter at the comeback is the last thing you'll hear on his end of this little conversation, Roxas. enjoy. set it as your ringtone, even.]

voice;

[fireintwilight.livejournal.com]

I'll try to find out what I can about him. But yeah, in the meantime, we wait.

Call; [ Ring Ring ]

[wtf-keyblade.livejournal.com]

[ o/~ Just let your telephone ring, ring ring, away your blues .... sorry. ]

Call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Hello?

Call;

[wtf-keyblade.livejournal.com]

[ Oh good, he picked up. Listening very carefully to your voice, my friend. ]

Roxas?...it's Kairi. How... are you doing?

Call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Oh, hey.

I'm okay. [He's giving away nothing.]

Call;

[wtf-keyblade.livejournal.com]

Really?

[ Noooot totally sure she believes it, but she can't -hear- anything to set it off. Then again, that pokerface probably extends to a pokervoice too. ]

You saw, right?

Call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Yeah. We talked.

[Not. A. Thing.]

Call;

[wtf-keyblade.livejournal.com]

Oh? What did you talk about?

[ She's still going to keep an eye on you buster. It's a vicious cycle. KH peeps keeping eyes on KH peeps keeping eyes on KH peeps. ]