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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[itistolaugh]

Oh but you love it.

So come on, spill. What are you hiding away for, all dark and gloomy and totally cliche?

[pushtheboundaries]

[like fun he does.]

I'm trying to make sense of my memories.

[thanks for helping him out with that, by the way. you're a great friend.]

[itistolaugh]

[ Maybe if he asked NICELY ]

And what've you got so far?

[pushtheboundaries]

[a very slight shrug.] Something broke.

[itistolaugh]

Maybe a kiss will break the spell.

[ She waggle her eyebrows and spreads her knees. While eating noodles. It's super hot, what man could resist. ]

[pushtheboundaries]

[amazing, she continues to be unhelpful. why were they friends again?]

Maybe you should get a drink.

[U THIRSTY, GIRL]

[itistolaugh]

[ His loss.

And also, nobody really knows the answer to that. ]

Okay, so other than "something broke", whatcha got? What do you remember?

[pushtheboundaries]

...a pier.

[running a car off it, but...he half-closes his eyes, frowning again in thought. from leaving the 'evidence' to be taken by the waves to waking up and being overwhelmed with...whatever all this is...

there's some quiet movement from behind him, but it's not the same angry rattling as before. it's almost reminiscent of how he used to fiddle with his metal puzzles when lost in thought.]

[itistolaugh]

[ She scoffs and rolls her eyes as she shoves the last of the noodles in her mouth. It's extremely attractive. ]

Mmkay, that's useful. Got any other random word association you wanna throw out there?

[pushtheboundaries]

Phoenix.

[slight him if you want, but he's at least remembered something.]

We called it Phoenix.

[itistolaugh]

The ... pier?

[pushtheboundaries]

The Project.

[he glances towards her with a frown]

Any other questions, or are you done?

[itistolaugh]

[ She rolls her eyes. When does he stop being such a dickwad? He's going to have to apologize for a week, at minimum. ]

"The Project." What project? What were you trying to do? I mean, I'm gonna assume it went horribly wrong, because that's kind of your whole thing. Maybe I should get you a life coach for your next birthday...

[pushtheboundaries]

[he looks very much like he would like to hit her for that. there's even some microbots rearing up in thick pillars, reminiscent of hands clawing in suppressed anger - and then he snorts, reaching for one of the papers on his desk]

Change things. Fix them.

[itistolaugh]

[ Talking isn't getting her anywhere, since he's not feeling inclined to open up. So she gets off the table and walks over to peek over his shoulder. One hand idly cards through his hair, the way it used to when he wasn't a mean butthead. ]