Voicemail

[icecoldfrost]

"Hullo, darling, you've reached Emma. Leave a message at the tone, and if I care, I'll get back to you."

[BEEP]

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[glacial_queen]

Aloud, the message Karla left from class was simple. "Kiss kiss, Emma darling. It's Karla. Would you mind coming around to class for a bit. I've been talking to the teacher about you and he'd appreciate a moment of your time to chat."

The psychic link being sent to her at the same time was much more amused. *Darling, I need you at your meekest and most unambitious best.*

Sometime Monday afternoon

[glacial_queen]

A ring and the handwavily agreed-upon contract were delivered to Emma's room with a brief note.

Didn't have time to design one of my own, but the jeweler replaced the sapphire with a chip from mine. I'll be careful, I promise.

[wwiii]

Yes, it was completely possible for Warren to get himself so hopelessly sloshed that he'd dial this number.

It only took a few hundred dollars worth of alcohol and several bars, but he was determined, and besides, the edible sombrero was gone anyhow so it was fine.

"Pssst, Emma? Emma, I think Bobby now has the plans for some kind of super... super... Um. He at Tony's hat, so he's being drawn on, and... You know, I'm not sure what that is. Bye."

Not more than five minutes later?

"Emma! Emma, it kind of looks like plans for a slip-and-slide!"

It so wasn't plans for a slip-and-slide.

[longislandiceme]

"Look, before you say anything, I know what you're going to say. No, I really actually do know. Seriously. It's really- it's actually kind of funny, you know, that I know. Because we've been over this, you and me, and- hey. HEY! I have to go, Warren's trying to replace my shoes. Again."

[bitten_notshy]

It's me. I'm doing something I suspect you may not like, so please just call me back and try not to yell too loudly when you do. I love you.

Postcard!

[bitten_notshy]

A postcard sent Jan. 10, 1902, made its way to Emma's mailbox. Jack had been inspired by Karla's telegram of the night before to let a few people know he was, in fact, perfectly well.

On the back of this image, Jack had written:

Darling - Am in Paris chasing things. Seem to be on verge of a success. If things go well tonight, will sleep a thousand hours then portal to see you and plan our next triumph. Miss you; New Year's alone with Sebastien on a zeppelin less than stimulating. Hope you are well. - J.

A Delivery to Emma's Dorm

[glacial_queen]

A bouquet of flowers would be delivered at some point in the day along with the following note:

Happy Valentine's Day! I hope this arrangement is as elegant and classy as the lady receiving it. I miss you, Ems, and I hope you take this as a reminder of how much you are loved, even from far away.

Text message, Saturday

[bitten_notshy]

Look what came back.

The one good thing about being a woman for a bit was the chance to tease Emma.

Re: Text message, Sunday

[bitten_notshy]

Emma hadn't answered the last one, so what was Jack to do but ... take two similar photos, one in a black bra and panties and one in a knee-length nightgown made of pink silk, and send them along? The message with them this time read:

Which do you think flatters me more?

[glacial_queen]

Okay, so after flubbing the messages to Warren and Jono, Karla was just going to stick to texts for the other people she needed to contact.

Got a 911 call from Leda. She needs help--heading there now. Please don't be mad, this is important. Will be careful. Love you.

Delivery to Emma's Apartment

[bitten_notshy]

And



And a note reading:

My love,
We have found each other
Thirsty and we have
Drunk up all the water and the
Blood,
We found each other
Hungry
And we bit each other
As fire bites,
Leaving wounds in us.

But wait for me,
Keep for me your sweetness.
I will give you too
A rose. - Pablo Neruda

(Or 30 orchids, but the poem didn't say that. Happy Valentine's Day. Miss you, love you, all of that. - Jack)

[myownface]

"Oh, don't you fucking dare accuse me of stealing from the till, teach. I'm surrounded by porn tapes and dildos, I got way better things to snatch than cash from the goddam till. And anyhow, I wouldn't. I just... wouldn't. They trust me."

[From here!]

[icecoldfrost]

[Sent here.]

[endsthegame]

[[ from here ]]

"Actually, I'm not at all interested in recreational drugs--"

A pause.

"It's the phones again, isn't it. Kuso."

[icecoldfrost]

[Went here]

Crazy Phone Day(s)!

[justonecondition]

[[from here!]]

"Deaths of thousands...? Is that a threat? I'm sorry, I don't mean to sound... hostile; I'm just not sure I'm the person you were trying to reach."

Re: Crazy Phone Day(s)!

[icecoldfrost]

[to here!]

Crazy Phones 2: The Crazying!

[doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com]

[From here! (http://doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com/889.html?thread=48249#t48249)]

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! I don't need to watch your freaky lingerie stuff! I do it well-enough on my own! As you should very well remember!"

Beat.

"Okay, so technically we were naked for most of it, but anyone who has a tow drawer like mine should--"

Fortunately, that was where the message got cut off.

Re: Crazy Phones 2: The Crazying!

[icecoldfrost]

[and returned!]

[pulseof_life]

[From here!]

"I've never had sex," Yeul said, sounding amused. "So I do not know if I like it or not. Are you certain you meant to ask me out or was this meant for another person?"

[icecoldfrost]

[Went here, here, here, and Dinah, but her VM won't load again to let me link it.]

Delivery!

[furnaceface]

Yeah, Jono didn't bother with bouquets this year. He did have a bottle of Vodka sent to Emma and Candy's room, though. Along with several boxes of Jell-o and some heart-shaped Jell-o moulds. And two red roses, one for each girl in the room.

Along with them? A card.

I trust you ladies know what to do with this? I would have sent you more flowers, which arguably might have lasted longer, but I figured this would at least be more fun. Happy Valentine's Day, you two. - Jonothon

Crazy Phones!

[bitten_notshy]

From here]

"Look, I'm flattered by your concern but I'm at home, safe, with all limbs attached and no portal needed. Also, General?"

Re: Crazy Phones!

[icecoldfrost]

[LA!]

[geniuswithasmartphone]

[From here]

"Hold on a sec? I ain't sleepin' wit' anybody's parents, trust me. I got over that phase a long time ago." He paused. "But if you're bein' blackmailed, we can handle that. That's what my crew does. We provide leverage."

[icecoldfrost]

[La!]

[throughaphase]

[From here]

"No. No. That threesome is never happening. Threesomes are ruined. Sex is ruined. I'm going to go drink in the world's longest shower."

[icecoldfrost]

[Went here, here, and here.]

[nuclear_snide]

(From here!)

"I'm...not sure which hotel you mean, but I don't know of any fires. And I don't care who you are, I'm not calling you Daddy.

[icecoldfrost]

[HERE!]

[furnaceface]

Jono had, by now, figured out that there was something going on with the phones. This wasn't going to stop him from making a return call, because some voice messages were too beautiful to leave alone.

"You know, I don't keep brain bleach in stock for a good many reasons, but if Hannibal's been leaving you pointers about knives and courtship, I have it on very good authority that he knows what he's talking about. You might learn a thing or two."

[From here!]

Delivered Valentine's Day morning

[sharp_man]

because I didn't at all forget

A bouquet of white roses, lilies, hellebore, and foxglove.
I owe you quite a bit for your help of Jono. Beyond that, you are a woman of intelligence and style, and I appreciate you. Thank you.
Hannibal Lecter