♛ IC CONTACT

[herrin]

Hello. You've reached the mobile of Irene Adler.
I'm not here right now, or I'm with a client; please leave a message
and I'll try and get back to you as quickly as possible.
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[mockblingbird]

Clients already? I see you're putting my contact list to good use. Call back soon, babe. I don't like to wait.

[herrin]

[ oops, guess who calls him back hours later. he doesn't like to wait? too bad. ]

Your contact list is rather short. I must say, I was expecting more from you.

[mockblingbird]

It's less of a list and more of... the first link in a chain. If you do well, they'll refer you. If you don't, it's the end of the line for you, honey. What's the matter? Not scoring as well as you'd hoped? Tsk, tsk...

text

[drainedaway]

I guess we're colleagues now. That's a strange thought.

text.

[herrin]

So I heard. Does that make us comrades-in-arms?

[drainedaway]

I'm pretty sure that's not how the term was intended to be used.

I think what you do may be classier.

[asgardsbeauty]

[In honor of the Earth holiday centering on love, Freya sends out a little gift around this time.

A small box containing a piece of chocolate will appear on your pillow during the day. When consumed, the chocolate’s magic will lift your mood for a short period of time. It’s accompanied by a note.]

Where love might bring about sorrow, it also welcomes joy.

backdated to Day 400

[asgardstricks]

[ In honour of the god centering on love being a giant frilly prissypants, Loki sends his own little gift just a few hours after hers.

His box of chocolate will look, smell, and taste exactly like Freya's did, appearing right next to where Freya's was or is if you haven't picked it up yet. The only difference between the two is that Loki's won't lift your mood; it'll give you loud and embarrassing flatulence for the next three hours.

It's also accompanied by a note. ]

Where joy might bring about yearning, it also welcomes wonder.

I'M SORRY i got really fucking distracted. i hope you'll still play with me, i'll beg if you like.

[prettiestparlor]

[ this text is unrelated but nothungry and i might be needing your services soon also, because jim's just asked sherlock if he'd like irene to join next time and he just about came in his pants, i feel. ]

Hello, lovely. It's been awhile.

I know you're dead, but I think you'll find yourself smug to know you've been on my ~mind. Would you know I have a favorite employee? I never mentioned him to you, but I'm mentioning him now, because I think he needs a good... breaking in.

As always: you know I pay well, you know I love it when you have blackmail on me, and you know I know people well. I'd only pick the interesting ones for you, dear.

Not to mention, he's quite pretty. I'd like a photo of him with the tip of a riding crop slithering along his quivering adam's apple, but I've always been a picky thing. As you know. We aren't lovers, but that isn't going to stop me from enjoying myself. And he's very, shall we say... macho? Gruff. So very manly. He has a big brick wall. I want to watch you tear it down. And maybe I'm missing the way you tore down mine; who knows.

Either way, I hope you're well. I'm not the type to pretend someone who's made an impression doesn't exist.

xo. - M.

omg so excited.

[herrin]

[ oh god yes, whenever you need me, let me know. ]

Cheers.

If you know enough to have this address, you know where to send your .. 'favorite employee', though I don't envy his position at the moment. I'll be sure to film, of course; the usual fee will be required, unless I find I like him - I did rather like you.

Now, dear. If you weren't lovers, why mention it? Tch, tch. You ought to know better by now. Please, feel free to drop in; I am inviting you. Or stay away, if it suits you better.

xoxo

IA

503 - Action

[alternia_strength]

[It takes almost a month to decide if it's worth it to explore. Honestly, Equius put their conversation largely out of his mind quickly enough, but some of his attempts to understand human romance from Fuuka hadn't helped him one bit, and so he finally decided to attempt this sort of thing in a way he understood better.

And then it had taken time to find who she was, where she was... but finally, on the morning of this day, she would find a pawn on top of a small note, sealed with blue wax. inside was written in blue text]

I wish to test your merits human
Meet me at the library
The tables before the historical studies
Noon
I command it

[He had a feeling that commanding her to do anything would net a reaction.]

action.

[herrin]

( oh, how fascinating. she hadn't considered that he might rise to the occasion, that he might choose to challenge her. and it'd been so long since someone had attempt to challenge her; it almost made her want to take him up on it, as she turned his pawn over and over in her hand. the note is in her other hand, half open, and she's staring out the window, contemplating.

it's the last line that seals it. i command it. it'd been ever so long since anyone had tried to command her. she'd like to see him try.

so, at noon, here she is; it was easy enough to find the table and she's leaning against it, legs crossed, when he approaches. )

You command, do you? Funny, I hadn't taken you for the type to do so.

Re: action.

[alternia_strength]

In my species, I am considered of the nobility of land dwellers. It is expected that most species will be recipients of my orders. Old habits expire with considerable difficulty.

[He gave her a nod as he settled down on the other side of the table. When he did so, he set the chess board down in front of him. Equius had been practicing this game in private for several months, and managed to determine the basic permutations of its rules. Applying good tactics to it was much easier now.]

Besides, I assumed it would get your attention much more effectively than simply asking.

516

[seesobserves]

[Good Lord, there's a lot of voices in his head today. It's normally loud enough in here when he only has his own to contend with.

Both of the dreams he experienced were profoundly disturbing -- for their own distinct reasons, but also for both being markedly not his, not any recognizable part of his mental landscape. He's never given enough thought to dreams to know that they have a particular personal atmosphere, but when something very much not yours is thrown in your face...

Hers, at least, is easy to discern. A long stretch of waiting and watching the network while trying to focus above the whispers has gotten him nowhere in deducing whether she would have seen something out of his head in turn. Nothing for it but to reach out.

By text, naturally. And he won't be mentioning the dream right away.]

The analogue is an imperfect match.
SH

[herrin]

( as it happens, she saw nothing, so his contact is surprising at the least and worrying at most. she'd been pointedly ignoring him, and vice versa; or so she had assumed. the fact that he suddenly found reason to speak to her is .. interesting .. particularly because she could not understand why he would choose to address her now of all times.

that and she is nursing a rather spectacular headache from hitting her head rather hard on the table as she fainted, so she would really rather not be bothered. (bad timing, he always has it). )

Is it? What would you suggest, then?

[seesobserves]

No chance to start sampling perfumes yet, but the vetiver has been replaced by some insufficient equivalent. Much like cigarettes.

[In other words, can't make suggestions without the data to back it up.

Ow, his head.]

John slept, but he dreamed as himself. How often do people get a glimpse inside somebody else's head?

531

[seesobserves]

[Fifteen days since they last spoke. Only fifteen. If things weren't so upside-down, he'd think he was getting needy.]

Still alive?
SH

[herrin]

Your concern is touching.

[seesobserves]

It would be more anomalous if you weren't. If only temporary.

text | hope it was okay to leave something here since i couldn't find a mom one!

[gevurah]

If you're not superstitious, how's Friday the 13th sound for dinner and cocktails?

text | perfectly ok! i need to edit the tags, etc.

[herrin]

I was a bit afraid you'd lost interest.

I'm not superstitious in the least.

TEXT; UN: unconfirmed

[combatdoc]

Don't suppose you'd do me a bit of a favour?

TEXT; UN: herrin

[herrin]

I suppose that would depend on who's asking and the nature of the favor.

un: scienceofdeduction

[logicals]

This is merely a formality, don't read anything into it. Are you still here?
SH

un: whiphand

[herrin]

The lady doth protest too much, methinks.

Yes, I am. Still dead, to my complete and utter disappointment. I assume that someone else is not still here, or you wouldn't be asking.