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[lowficharm]

This is Martin. Just leave a message and I'll get back to you.

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text | un: tequila sunset

[horrifictie]

I HAVE TO ASK:
ARE YOU MARTIN OF MARTINAISE?
*THE* MARTIN MARTINAISE?

un: mkblackwood

[lowficharm]

uh




what????

[What the hell is that.]

[horrifictie]

IT'S A JOKE.
WHAT IS YOUR NAME?

[lowficharm]

I knew that!

[No he didn't.]

My name is Martin Blackwood. I suppose you're someone from ADI if you have my number?

[horrifictie]

YES.
I FOUND YOU IN THE DIRECTORY.
NOT THAT I KNOW YOU.
OR MAYBE I DO?
DO I?

gift delivery (+ letter)

[graveyounglady]

[Mercy has been informed of the nature of gift-giving, and even with everything going on (maybe because of it), she's been moved to press forward with the holiday spirit, even if this isn't one of her holidays. There is a small parcel with a letter atop. The parcel contains a kosovorotka top that should be close to Martin's approximate measurements, with any luck.]

Dear Martin,

I have been meaning to reach out to you about a conversation I had a little while ago. It was with a man who said he is the one dearest to your heart. I am so happy for you, my friend, knowing you have that joy here. (Even if I may find myself the slightest bit jealous that he should be the reason you are unavailable for courting.)

We had a discussion regarding his eating habits. I fear for his health over this cold winter, sir. I mean no insult, but he is a very thin fellow and I would like to see him well fed and warm. I thought, perhaps, that I could bring food to him during work as he appears to be a most dedicated scholar. He kept trying to wave this off. I am worried for him. Perhaps we might band together, if you have need of a compatriot, to see some meat put onto his bones?

Kindly,
Mercy

P.S. Please let me know if I need to tailor the shirt for you. I was not certain of your measurements and guessed a bit.

text; un: mkblackwood

[lowficharm]

[He's surprised to actually find a gift, though is utterly charmed to see what it is and read the note, even if the full hit of the word 'jealous' won't hit him for another fifteen minutes. In the meantime, he's going to try on the shirt, smile a bit, and then take a selfie of him in it and text it to Mercy.]

Thank you for the gift!! It fits great :) Come by sometime and I'd like to repay the favor with some tea I've imported.

Also, I'm glad to hear you spoke to Jon. You're right, and he needs to eat more, and has quite the habit of not doing so. I try to bring him tea and cookies whenever I can but he often squirms his way out of eating. Anything you can do is much appreciated,and you can tell him as much it's from me if he protests.

[graveyounglady]

You look wonderful! Very handsome, sir. I would gladly sup with you whenever might be convenient. Remind me which apartment you are in?

I will chide him most well, if given leave. He is not the first ornery scholar I have had the pleasure to know. My favored tutor, Brother Ainsley, was the Abbey's archivist. Your gentleman love reminds me of him; though, Mr. Jon does seem to be younger. Or he's kept his hair more favorably in his golden years.

-🦊⚰️

[lowficharm]

Jon and I are in block B, apartment 4! And thank you for doing that for him. We're actually about the same age, but everyone things he looks much older. It's the grey hair, I think. But it's cute so I'm glad he has it :)

[graveyounglady]

Is he really? I think it is more his disposition that lends itself to thinking he may be older. He speaks as I might expect a man who has seen the seasons turn thrice as many as mine might. I spoke to him of the small concerns: his health and comfort, and he seemed to dismiss them for larger troubles. Ones that lurk on the horizon, but have no bearing on his life from one day to the next.

-🦊⚰️

Text, un: Chosewell

[failedpromise]

You know, you and your boyfriend seem to have an unusual amount of entity knowledge.

[lowficharm]

[Do you ever just casually check your texts and then feel like you're going to absolutely die? Because that's him right now. He's absolutely going to die. That said, he is Not An Idiot, and since he has time to craft a response he lets it sit for a bit before responding.]

We have been here a couple of years. And Jon's pretty smart. Did you have a question you needed answered or something?

[failedpromise]

Oh, is that all? You seem to know, or at least act like you know, a lot more than the natives... at least going by what the natives are willing and able to explain.

(Suspicious. Still...)

Alright, I'll bite. Any thoughts on why the entities have so much influence over advanced technology?

[lowficharm]

I mean, we've been actively researching it. But as for tech... what do you mean by advanced? Like the sort of thing you're from, or like, cell phones and such?

[failedpromise]

My world's stuff mostly. Cell phones and basic dumb AI work just fine, but I can't connect directly to a network without it counting as some kind of magic? Seems like an arbitrary line if you ask me. Or do you think it's based more on the perception of what's possible than any actual point of advancement?

(Go back far enough and even something as simple as a lighter would be seen as witchcraft, after all.

...More importantly, Cortana is so interested in this topic she no longer cares about the topic of Martin and Jon's entity knowledge source. At least for now.)

Text, Un: Chosewell

[failedpromise]

So, Mr. expert. Care to weigh in on current events?

text; un: mkblackwood

[lowficharm]

I don't really think I'm an expert. And it's not like I can predict the future.

I wasn't expecting it to be the Hunt though.

[failedpromise]

What were you expecting it to be?

[lowficharm]

Something more information-minded? Like the Web, or the Eye. But I guess ADI has always been more about in-person investigation and getting into things than pure study.

[failedpromise]

I don't know... ADI has never seemed into collecting information for information's sake. It's always been for a larger goal.

(And pursuit of goals is very Hunt, she's gathered.)

[text, un: rue]

[ruevealing]

He is back.

[lowficharm]

oh my god
And you're sure it's him?? He remembers and everything???

[ruevealing]

Not quite.

It is him, but not the same Hob who was here previously.

[lowficharm]

How can it not be the same? Like he doesn't remember, or it's... like a totally different person?

[ruevealing]

He does not remember. Not being here, not the friends we have made or the trials suffered through. Or our wedding.

The last thing he remembers is the very moment before we originally arrived.