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[harmerty]

He sent me his old phone. Told me to keep in touch better. And what he would do if I didn't.

Don't even know how to use the stupid thing.

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[wannabesanta]

.. You don't know how to use a phone?

Would care for some pointers?

[Phone line // Private]

[wannabesanta]

[High Pitch Laugh]

[Then a Pause]

... So, what do you want to yak, yakky, yak about, eh?

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[harmerty]

[You can't see it, but he almost dropped the phone.]

I....well. Haven't thought about that.

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[wannabesanta]

Oh... [Disappointed Tone cause he needs to fire it up]

Say... [Perks up]

How about those Cubbies, eh?.. Wait my bad. Seasons over.
How about those Packers?

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[harmerty]

[Loooooong awkward pause] Ah....yeah. They're alright. Could be better....?

[Obviously clueless. Tries for a change of subject] So. You. How have you been?

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[wannabesanta]

Touché.

Oh, cool. Cool. Busy with the season and such. And trying to keep myself out trouble. Even if do I have a twitch and an itch to cross the line here and there...
[Small Chuckle]

Ah, yourself?

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[harmerty]

Staying out of trouble is good.

Good. I guess. Taking a break.

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[wannabesanta]

[Whine Tone]
But it's also so borrrriinnnngg. [/Whine Tone]

A break from what, exactly?

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[harmerty]

Doesn't have to be. Plenty else you could do. Visit someplace new. Teach someone a "dead game". Ride lightning.

[Hesitant pause] Just....traveling. Tired. Need to rest.

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[wannabesanta]

[Eye Rolls even if you can't see it]

Did that. Been, here, there and everywhere. 'Dead game'?
Don't know what that be... However, maybe I could teach some people winter games when the time comes along...

[Pause]
...Ride lighting? Can't say I can do that either.

Oh, oh. The world hopping thing, ride?

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[harmerty]

Dead game. You know. Like....dead language? [Thoughtful pause] Old. Forgotten. Like Senet. Taught some kids. They seemed to enjoy it.

No, not for world hopping. [Have an excited sounding birdie] Riding eagles. Um, Thunderbirds. It's just like riding lightning.

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[wannabesanta]

[Pipes up in exictment]
Oh, oh, oh! You mean like Olde Norse?
I've tried to teach a few people, but some people are rather thick as ice. Watta you teach em?

[Tone milds down]
Oh, I see. I wish I could fly without the reindeer, though. [Disgusted Tone] They're all smelly and -

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[harmerty]

[Sudden pause] ....you're Norse? [Quiets for a half a beat, then seems to shrug it off] Just. Taught them games. Like my mother taught me. Board games, chase games, clap games.

[You can practically hear the smile in his voice now] It's fun. Really fun. Could show you sometime. If you want.

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[wannabesanta]

But of course! What did you think I was? Mexican?
[Pause] Something wrong? [Concerned tone]

Oh, I see. Well, aren't you lucky? [Voice drifts] I had to learn almost anything like that on my own.

[Exicted Tone]
Really?!

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[harmerty]

[Quickly] No no. It's fine. It's. [Pause. Takes a breath] Mm, it's nothing.

....by yourself?

Sure. [Soft chuckle] They come with the storms. Been waiting for the next one anyway. Wouldn't mind bringing someone along.

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[wannabesanta]

Alright...

Oh, that. Well, all Mother ever did was teach me my powers. I learned everything else from observing.

...And when would the next one be?