IC Contact Post

[timehalt]

Ah-hello! I, ah, wasn't able to get to the tablet in time so if you could please leave your name I'll try to contact you back--ah! And your number! Please.

Ah...

Is that it...?

Comments

action;

[substitutable]

[Miranda wasn't at the top of his list of people to check up on after the bombings. He had people on his mind like the guys of the Mekakushi-dan, his sister, some friends, and the girl with the red scarf who caused complicated emotions in him. In other words, he wasn't actually looking for Miranda when he passes by her but that doesn't stop him from stopping, looking over his shoulder, and back tracking to approach her hesitantly.]

... Miranda-san? How're you doing?

voice;

[recorden]

Miranda, you're part of the swimming club now! It's on tuesday afternoons, the first meeting is next week. You'll come, right?

text | sometime on Aug 4th?

[boundbydevotion]

[So after dealing with Cross and speaking to Allen and lurking around on rooftops yesterday, Link doesn't quite have the energy to speak to each Exorcist face to face, so instead they will all receive the following text message:]

Good day, Exorcist.

This message is for the purpose of notifying you of my arrival to Exsilium, and to inform you that Allen Walker has been made aware of the basic reason I was assigned to watch over him.

I would advise you to speak with Walker at your next convenience.

[He'll let the device sign his name for him.]

Text

[maddeninghatter]

Xerxes Break
Requests the pleasure of your company at dinner
On Saturday, the twenty-fourth of August
At seven o'clock in the evening
Room 403.

[ This would be "messaging the details." He's got very fine, very formal manners which he pulls out of storage and dusts off, on rare occasions. ]

forward-dated to the 25th

[aequivoci]

[ timcanpy will ambush miranda and give her her gift from one (1) redheaded general, which is a pair of gloves and a scarf. there is nothing on it to say who it is from, but it should be obvious since tim is the one delivering it. :') ]

action, backdated to the 1st

[anklets]

[ it's a new year, Lenalee thinks, and though there have been no fireworks or drinks to ring it in, she weaves her way to where Miranda is staying not long after midnight, trusting she'll likely be awake

rap rap raps her knuckles on the doorway ]