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[tryordie]

The message that plays when you reach his voicemail is whatever the generic thing that came with the phone might be. This one isn't technologically savvy enough to even realise there's a message he can change. But feel free to leave a message. He'll probably figure out how to listen to it... eventually.

If you happen to know where his locker is, you may be better served by dropping a note in there.

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[sunflowering]

[ With a frown she reaches out to take it back. At the very least it had been worth a try, but it's frustrating to have Artemis within her grasp, and to be unable to use it.]

. . . Too bad I guess. [ Although she's definitely a little pouty in general. And her voice lowers, words mumbled to herself. ] _{I thought maybe that man had just been jerking me around, but I guess not.}

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[tryordie]

[Those last words aren't for him, he can tell. But he catches something about "that man" and can't help being curious.]

Hm? Who?

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[sunflowering]

[ She makes a face. ]

A difficult person to get along with _{Then again I think most of them are.} [ She frowns, wrapping her arms around herself. ]

He's a vampire hunter. While ideally it's an association I would like to bridge some gaps with, almost all except a couple are nothing but hostile toward people like me. [ And seeing how they handle the topic of her brother in general, she doesn't trust them for a second. ]