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[soldiershin]

[ Click. & the standard voicemail message comes on, because Jomy didn't bother to change it: ]

You have reached the voicemail box of [ Jomy's number goes here ], who is not available at the moment. Please leave your message after the beep.

[ BEEP ]

Comments

/christens this box

[proxysearch]

[She'll just leave a message for now.]

Jomy, this is Re-l. I've found you an apartment, as promised. Whenever you have some spare time, you can come down and sign the papers and move in. The owner's taken in newcomers before; she understands the situation perfectly. Get back to me whenever you can. Thank you.

popped its cherry ; ;

[soldiershin]

[ Calling back... ]

was it good for you, bb?

[proxysearch]

[And she picks up within twenty seconds.]

Hello?

[voice, oops] and very good <3

[soldiershin]

Hello, Re-l. This is Jomy.

text!

[neargenius]

2:30 pm. Tuesday. [INSERT ADDRESS HERE.]

[A delay, and then:] Games.

text :>

[soldiershin]

[ Long pause before his response, as he needed to figure out who-? Oh. ]

Near?

text

[neargenius]

Yep.

Okay?

text

[soldiershin]

Yes that will be fine.

I will see you then.

[action]

[what_scruples]

[ At some point on Valentine's Day, Jomy will be accosted by a small robotic cupid(?!) with a propeller jutting out of its back. Hovering unsteadily, it tinnily informs him that he has a message from an anonymous sender, and delivers the message recorded into its memory, and a woman's voice says-- ]

Love and joy has always been in the air while you are here!

[ The cupid promptly begins following Jomy around and trumpeting the soundtrack from Lohengrin-- the entire soundtrack, all of it-- well, until its circuits overheat and it explodes in a shower of glitter and little cupid limbs. ]

[action]

[soldiershin]

[ ... holy crap. He'll just stare at where it used to be and just... pretend that didn't happen. Or well, it did, but he'll forget how he jumped when the explosion happened. Seriously, these holidays are so odd. ]

[voicemail]

[topslug]

Hello. [ Um, wow, how does she even start this. She clears her throat. ]

My name is Yako Katsuragi. I'm, um, a private detective... sort of... and I was wondering if you'd be willing to answer a few questions about your disappearance a week or so ago, Mr., um, Shin. If that's all right, at least.

Please call me back when you can. Thank you.

[voice]

[soldiershin]

[ Calling back in several hours or so. Ring ring. ]

[voice]

[topslug]

[ She picks up on the third ring; judging by how she's breathing, she had to get to it in a hurry-- not even enough time to catch the caller ID. ]

Hello? This is Yako speaking.

[voice]

[soldiershin]

[ A short pause to let her catch her breathing. Then: ]

Hello, this is Jomy. You called earlier regarding my disappearance?

[mentis_reae]

[Ring, ring.]

... nofits are horrible right now

[soldiershin]

[ Second ring, he picks up. ]

Hello?

...Yes they are.

[mentis_reae]

Mr. Shin. This is Miles Edgeworth.

notifs* I meant. what are nofits.

[soldiershin]

Ah, hello, Edgeworth. What can I do for you?