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[Anyone who's talked to Krieg at any length might have a fairly good idea as to why the message comes out the way it does. For anyone else, it has the look of someone who more or less bashed their head against a keyboard, an assessment that would not be far from the truth.]

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h oOW Do o we ma;ke the FROWN FACES frown face frWON FACE/ /???
WHO PUT tH FACES S IN OUR TINY SCREEN?????/%s??

[Someone's apparently forgotten how to make emojis, much to his chagrin.]

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I'm sorry, I think something got mixed up with this message. Could you repeat it?

fACES fsacae aface face face

HWERE fdid $they coME FROMmm???

[That makes even less sense, somehow.]

You mean the ones we're born with?

lIIITLE DOTS

l..

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[Whatever that attempted emoticon expresses, it's not good.]

[Carlisle would help, but he's technologically inept. Be proud he can even text.]

Perhaps you should simply try using your own face. These communicators do have a way of carrying images from one place to another.

rtjukj
24;0s
zcxn. .z.zxx

[So....Krieg took that advice literally.]

BEtter??????

No, actually.

[You know what? He's just going to call Krieg and see if he can't get this cleared up. Ring ring.]

Right, this might work better. Now what is it you're looking for, again?

[!!!!! They're doing video now! Krieg leans forward so the first shot Carlisle gets will be of a single bloodshot eye glaring directly into the lens, leaning far too close.

Then he pulls back, and the view is...marginally better. If you consider a shirtless, unhinged, masked guy "better".]

WHO PUT THE TINY FACES IN OUR LITTLE LITTLE SCREENS?

[And no indoor voice!]

[Desth, another person who can't be bothered to put on a shirt. Why is it OH WOW THAT WAS REALLY LOUD. Carlisle winces as he holds the communicator at arm's length, sure he might have just lost some hearing.]

There's no need to yell, lad. I can hear you just fine.

BUT THERE'S SO MUCH SCREAMING!

[Krieg evidently has trouble delineating the difference between internal screaming and external, and compensates by cranking his volume up to the max.]

[Just going to keep holding the communicator waaaaaay out here.]

The only screaming I hear is you.

No need to shooooout.

[He says it in a comically loud whisper, finally catching onto the message somewhat. Holds a finger in front of his mask in the parody of a shushing gesture.]

[Carlisle can't help but whisper himself as Krieg does.]

Good. Let's keep it right about there. Now these faces you're looking for -- do you mean your own, or someone else?

The little dot-dot faces! Big smiles, everyone!

[He's attempting to refer to the emoticons, which he hasn't entirely grasped in concept yet. Tall assassin man used them frequently, but they were face-sized. Not tiny, packed into a little screen like this!]

[Someone once tried to explain emoticons to Carlisle; it was as lost on him then as this is now.]

I... don't think anyone can see your smile through the mask, lad.

But who puts the smiles in the little screen?!

[He gestures wildly at the screen, and nearly ends up dropping the device.]

[Whoa, calm down there. All that movement is going to make Carlisle nauseated.]

Who? I would assume you would. It's your device, is it not?

But they're too small!

[His eye squinches shut as he tries to wrap his little brain around the concept of varying sizes.]

Your face, or these faces on your device?

[He is trying so hard to help you, Krieg.]

[If Krieg had the comprehension to be grateful, he would be.]

Sideways smiles!

[He tilts his head to the side, and puts on his biggest smile.]

Like this?

[TRYING SO HARD, KRIEG.]

Yes!!!

[Precisely! Success in decoding Krieg's tangled speech!]

How do they make them tiny?

Make them tiny...?

[Oh. OH.]

A moment.

[He sets the communicator down and heads off-camera. There's some noise of him digging around, then he shows back up with some things in hand -- looks like a jar of ink, a pen, and some paper. He gets some ink in the pen and scribbles on the page, then holds up his handiwork before the camera.]

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