IC INBOX; MoM

[pushtheboundaries]

"You've reached Robert Callaghan, Headmaster to the Heropa Organization for imPort Education. Please leave a message with your name, your phone number, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. As a reminder, my office hours are..."

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Private | Audio

[followorders]

Professor Callaghan, I have a proposition for you.

Private | Audio

[pushtheboundaries]

[...he knows that voice.]

Oh?

Delivery! 2/14

[timecapture]

[Hello, disapproving professor dad. Max has sent you a watercolor of the puppy that was barking in your office when she first spoke to you, a card, and some brownies. Enjoy!]

2/14

[itistolaugh]

[ A very deliberate big fat NOTHING happens. So THERE. ]

[pushtheboundaries]

[#girlsdontlikeniceguys]

text; approximately 8:05 on feb 20

[earnedmystripes]

[He probably should have waited a bit longer, honestly. Callaghan might not even be conscious yet, but he can't hold himself back any longer. Especially after watching Bruce have a seizure in the Systema class barely an hour after Callaghan's heart attack, Kotetsu's nerves are especially frayed.]

oh my god how are you doing
if you need anything please please ask

11:59p

[pushtheboundaries]

[he's out when Kotetsu sends it. in fact, he's out for a few hours more, waking up with a start. the Russians, however, are not skimping on treatment; there's someone at his side in moments, calmly informing him what happened, bringing him up to speed, informing him he'll be staying in the clinic for a while, checking his readouts and asking if he needs anything...

it'd be calming if the accent wasn't, by now, enough to prickle under his skin. he takes it all in, and when they leave, leans back and closes his eyes again.]

nonstop ticket to [he almost, almost says 'Hawaii', but hesitates. Hawaii has beaches. it's famous for that. he can't stand the thought of the beach, the water going to and fro...

damn them]

japan
directions to the best sake bar

[at least he's trying to be in good humor?]

text; backdated to the beginning of the plot

[liverletdie]

Dr. Callaghan. This is Tony Stark, I have a proposition for you.

first reaction; "kinky" || also, the night of the announcement or morning?

[pushtheboundaries]

Just Callaghan, if you please. Headmaster if you need a title.

What did you have in mind, Mr. Stark?

2/29 before the bombing announcement

[tadeadshi]

You said to let you know how that went

Not good

[pushtheboundaries]

You holding up all right?

text \\ LATE AT NIGHT. like, after akito's bedtime. because agito is sneaky ok.

[akito]

Oi
Old geezer
You'd better get him something good for his birthday. He doesn't care about gifts but it'd mean a lot to him anyway for some reason.

aaaw

[pushtheboundaries]

[it takes him a few seconds to process whom this's from. akito's number, but...right.]

>Is it cheating if I ask you for ideas?

action;

[itistolaugh]

[ The day -- the VERY DAY-- that the refugee imPorts return from Mexico City, Harley is pounding on his door. And, if he's even a second too slow, she's going to kick that son of a bitch open. ]

You! Had! A heart attack!?

[pushtheboundaries]

[HE'S ABOUT TO HAVE ANOTHER ONE JESUS CHRIST

Robert is indeed too slow, staring at the kicked-open door with wide eyes and reaching for - something - on the table as someone might reach for a weapon. doesn't look like much, only a metal rod, but he's now frozen in place as he registers it's Harley and not-

-well. anyone else.]

Are you trying to give me another one!?!

voicemail; after ronan's callout post and the text thread with kavinsky

[earnedmystripes]

Ssssoooooo. Uh. You saw the network, right?

[pushtheboundaries]

I've seen bits of it. What are you referring to specifically?

text;

[itistolaugh]

!!IMPORTANT!! HOW OLD ARE YOU RIGHT NOW

[ This probably would be more helpful if she knew how old he was before everyone started going pre-pubescent, but she doesn't really think things through. ]

[pushtheboundaries]

[when the hell did he get signed up for a spam list?- actually, no. when the hell did he sign up for texts from what is clearly a 900 number in disguise, with that kind of profile pic?

BALEETED.]

accidentally an audio message because he's like. FIVE. and has chubby babby fingers okay

[akito]

[ some quiet, worried, pondering sounds (ah... um... hm...) accompanied by the sound of keys being clicked hesitantly on the communicator.

then there is a sudden bark that is followed up with the started gasp of a child. ]


A-Ah... I'm trying to find information, mister dog... Do you need to use the bathroom...? I never met a dog before, so I don't know what to do for you...

[pushtheboundaries]

[sorry, Akito, but Yokai's kind of the type to delete this message. GO FIND AN ADULT, KID.]

text;

[itistolaugh]

i miss you

text;

[pushtheboundaries]

[. . .]



Do you want to talk?

11/15 midnight

[tadeadshi]

[It's late. He's tired from trying to catch up with everything and everyone's emotions and trying to keep his own in check but there's one face he hasn't had the chance to see yet. The only one left.

There's a knock on Callaghan's door and a familiar smell of late night take out on the other side, but no voice.]

[pushtheboundaries]

[He's up, of course. Fiddling with some metal and considering sleep, but awake enough to not bother trying to get there. Sometimes you're just restless, and sometimes...

...sometimes you're consumed by deja vu.

He stares down at his hands, furrowing his brow before finally getting up. If this is a dream, he may as well see it out, though he hasn't had any 'nightmares' since his arrival which has led him in to a sense of security. If someone is going to start messing with him again, he may as well confront it head-on-

Except this is different. This is...him blinking, bewildered, at the sight of someone whom he was damn certain he wouldn't see again, this can't be-]

...Tadashi...?

text; misfire

[itistolaugh]

fyi absolutely NOT worth it to bedazzle a thong

text

[radventure]

hey professor u wanna employ doc brown?

hes asking about teaching jobs

1/2

[pushtheboundaries]

[DOES HE]

:o

[YES. YOU GOT A FREAKING EMOTE. DO YOU KNOW HOW RARE THAT IS FOR HIM]

Letter!

[baetiful]

[ Perhaps it's a bit old-fashioned, but the message arrives for Robert delivered via mockingbird. Sealed closed by a wax mockingbird sigil, the letter is hand-written in careful cursive. ]

Dear, Mr. Callaghan -

We have not spoken before, but my name is Petyr Baelish. I serve as the ambassador for Maurtia Falls. I write to you on behalf of a project I am working on within my city. Construction has already begun on rebuilding a much larger library, but I wish for this to be more than simply a bigger structure. I hope to inspire education and the spread of knowledge to the natives of Maurtia Falls as well as provide an invaluable resource to new arrivals here. But more than that, I wish to use it to pay homage to the natives who lost their lives within Maurtia Falls due to imPort related tragedies. Their names will be honored within the library itself and donations will be set up to be made to the families.

For this project to succeed, I need your help. If you are able to donate anything at all to the cause, it would be most appreciated -- whether that is books, money, or simply your time. As an educator yourself, I hope you will see the value in what I am trying to accomplish for the younger generation within Maurtia Falls.

I thank you for your time, and I do hope to hear back from you soon.

Sincerely,
Ambassador Petyr Baelish


[ OOC: You can feel free to just respond to this OOCly if Callaghan would donate anything or not! ]

[pushtheboundaries]

[Charming!

Callaghan's response is unable to be delivered via mockingbird (or pigeon, for that matter, or any other common avian) but the good Ambassador will get a mixed donation; gently used books and a modest amount of funds, nothing stellar but nothing overly small. What they could spare, as it is. There's a handwritten note from Robert as well-]

It's not much, but we hope it helps.
-R. Callaghan
Headmaster, HOPE

text / may 1

[radventure]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[ presented without context, save for an accompanying link ]

[pushtheboundaries]

[oh, he's young. inner fanboy, be silent, Concerned Dad is here.]

I have a bad feeling about this.

[...inner fanboy he said be silent]

[text]

[candor1]

[had been resisting the idea, but after finally spending an hour at his assigned job, he's made up his mind.]

I received your name from Kotetsu Kaburagi, to offer my services at your school: extracurricular self-defense lessons or similar. Await your advisement if opening available

Thank you

.. Cassian Andor
former captain and special forces field agent

text;

[itistolaugh]

pay attention to me

text;

[pushtheboundaries]

[well if you insist]

Hello, Harley, how are you?