IC Contact

[chiroptophobic]

[ There's no voice, no response, just a different change in the quality of the sound to indicate that a message is being recorded. ]

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Voice

[chiroptophobic]

[ Good response. He pauses on his end, thoughtfully. ]

Keep me appraised of your progress.

[ In other words: how good are you? ]

Voice

[dontforgetpie]

Will do.

[He's good enough. Better if he can find people that he doesn't mind working with.]

So.... Uh. Do you wanna just drop my stuff off sometime? Thinking about moving soon, since... You know. [Since he'd been murdered and he didn't want to be an easy target. Or endanger the other people in the house.]

Voice

[chiroptophobic]

Your things are in a lockup in Heropa. 2178; the passcode is pyromania. [ In numbers, obviously. ]

Voice

[dontforgetpie]

[Dean is so unimpressed with your sense of humor right now, Bruce.

Dryly:] Cute.

But seriously. Thanks for grabbing them.



(ooc: We should probably talk sometime about what exactly is in Dean's journal, because it's.... yeah. Assuming Bruce would have read it.)

Voice

[chiroptophobic]

Don't mention it. Is there anything else you wanted to talk to me about?

[ ooc: Yes he...sort of might. Let's talk about that later. ]

Voice

[dontforgetpie]

[There's hesitation, but then:]

Nope. Think I'm good.