misfired audio;

[hollowly]

( you would think, with all of the glitching happening across the network, he would have the sense to not try in the first place. but as far as he's seen, all of those glitches have been confined to text posts, and with all of the intermittent voice chats he's been having with kate –

he should be safe. right?

( sure, we'll go with that, sammy. )

they never do video – whether due to no real reason, or the fact that most of their conversations take place in the small hours of the morning is anyone's guess – so it's only audio, though there is the sound of a smile in his voice like there always is. )

So, you're missing a notebook, right? You left it on the kitchen counter. ( a beat. ) It's got something added to it, but you're gonna have to come get it to find out what it is.

( this – sadly – is how this idiot flirts. or thinks he's flirting. s i g h. )

Oh, and how do you feel about another movie night? If I promise not to burn the popcorn this time.

( that promise will probably be broken. s i g h.

and kate is probably going to flip her shit when she sees this. )

Comments

video;

[dedikated]

[ She has completely given up on audio by now - did she mention that last call misfired into two separate inboxes? No, she probably didn't. So Kate's not looking happy- buuut it isn't for the misfire.

It's because she's stuck looking like a damn cat if she wants any sort of stability in her communications on the network.

As for the whole 'their two am conversations are all over Hadriel now' thing? EH. She's resigned to that. It's better than the misunderstandings and rap lyrics, right? There's nothing massively weird about this conversation anyway.

(Kate... Kate... no.) ]

That where it was? [ Thankfully it wasn't anything massively important, mainly doodles done when she was failing to think of how to tweak the healing trinkets for maximum efficiency. You could totally keep it, but she's slightly curious about what he's been writing. ] And sure. It's been quiet here anyway.

[ Aside from this damn filter.

Try mentioning it. Go on. ]

video;

[hollowly]

( two separate inboxes? that sounds like some kind of record. ( it might be, for all he knows, but he isn't going to ask questions. ) but even though she isn't looking her usual chipper self, sam has to take a moment to compose himself once he sees the cat filter come through.

because it's fucking adorable. but he doesn't dare say that out loud. even if it wouldn't do much damage, he doesn't particularly want her swatting at him to prove that she's anything but adorable.

but no. there's nothing weird about this conversation. at all. ) Yeah, I found it when I was cleaning up a little while ago. ( he's biting the inside of his cheek so hard to keep from commenting on the cat ears that he's going to taste blood soon, surely. don't do it, sam. don't do it. ) You know you can come by whenever you want. I mean, if it's important that you get it back soon.

( oh no. ) Nice ears.

( oh no. )

video;

[dedikated]

Just doodles. [ So, not really. Unless you want her turning up at godawful hour in the morning.

(But who would ever ask that...?)

And there it is. And there is the face of utter non-amusement. ] I look ridiculous. [ Obviously. Do not argue this point. ]

Video

[knifecollecting]

[Jo's paid enough attention to realize that video usually works right now, though the filters are annoying.]

Movie night, huh? Who are you trying to ask out? [How's she supposed to resist?]

audio;

[hollowly]

( oh crap.

oh crap oh crap oHCRAP.

she's got the video going, but he doesn't dare show his face right now - not because of the filters, but because of the fact that his face just might be thirty shades of pink. )

No ... body. ( god does he sound like he had when he was a teenager and dean had accused him of having a crush on a girl in school. ) I mean. A friend.

audio;

[strangelic]

I don't understand. You didn't burn the popcorn last time we watched a movie.

In our short film, a love disgrace, dream a scene to brighten face.

[ It sounds like he's singing the words tunelessly, but it's previous recording of him speaking combined. Thanks. ]

audio;

[hollowly]

( what ... on earth. )

You got this by mistake. ( no, sam, the whole city got this by mistake. ) I can't even remember the last time we watched something together.

( which means, clearly, that there needs to be a collective netflix night sometime soon. or something. )

What ... is that? ( he can't help but to ask. things have been a little weird, lately. )

audio

[benumbing]

It sounds a little cozy for our first meeting, don't you think?

audio;

[hollowly]

( goddamn it. )

Yeah, I ... didn't mean for this to go network-wide. ( face. in. hands. )

Sorry.

[Private video]

[corundum]

[This is private just so Dean doesn't see, but not because she plans on doing anything terrible. In fact she's grinning conspiratorially, and what she tries to ask is:]

Oooooh, who are we crushing on~?

[And, ultimately, this is what she says. The problem is it's in Old French, and therefore probably not particularly decipherable.

Her tone and expression are probably clear, though.]

oh my god. video;

[hollowly]

( this whole thing is just the worst thing that could have happened to him, and why did he even bother, he should have just climbed the five billion stairs to her apartment and brought the notebook back to her himself -

and he most certainly doesn't understand french, much less old french, and though the tone and expression are clear, he can't help but to groan and rub a hand over his face.

too bad it looks like this every time he opens his mouth. )

Shut up.

[Audio]

[bookman_exorcist]

[Oh this one is just too good. His little mischievous heart just can't help it. Have a very not Kate voice.]

Pretty sure I got all my notebooks, lover boy. But thanks for lookin' out.

audio;

[hollowly]

( please kILL HIM NOW THIS IS A MESS. )

Yeah. Uh. ( asdlkhg ) This wasn't supposed to be public.

( DUH, SAM. JEEZ. )

action bc i said so

[kickingand]

[ there is just.

so much laughter. coming from dean's room. soOO MUCH LAUGHTER. ]

oh my GOD.

[hollowly]

( well of course.

of.

freaking.

course. )

Shut up!

( his life is so much pain rn. so much pain. )

[audio]

[wormintheglass]

[And here's Bianca, plainly laughing her ass off.]

Why Sam dear, I had no idea you were interested.

audio;

[hollowly]

( oh for the love of. )

Come to get your laughs in, too? ( DEAN SURE IS.

but he doesn't sound sullen. not in the slightest. just ... a little miffed, that's all. )

text

[unfollowing]

[Emily has waited long enough to respond that she's feeling mostly safe about her message actually coming through clearly.

So.]

please just fuck already. both of you are fucking awful at flirting

text;

[hollowly]

( e m I L Y YOU CAN'T JUST GO AROUND SAYING THINGS LIKE THAT WHERE EVERYONE CAN SEE THEM ARE YOU NUTS HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND SEE IF HE EVER COMES AROUND TO FIX THINGS FOR YOU EVER AGAIN YOU ARE DEAD TO HIM YOU DON'T EXIST THIS ISN'T HAPPENING. )

Tell me what the odds are that THAT comes through unglitched while everything else you've tried to say has been in kanji.

( this is a fucking conspiracy.

just let him end his misery. )

text

[dedikated]

[ that's it. this is her cause of death. not falling in battle or reaching the end of her natural lifespan, but jumping out of the spire from sheer mortification. and it really wasn't that bad until someone (here's looking at you, em) started making not at all ridiculous accusations about flirting and shit.

(and look, none of this has anything to do with wanting or not wanting to fuck. it's just two people who enjoy hanging out and talking and probably need medication for insomnia.) ] What the hell?

text

[strangelic]

It is flirting, isn't it? I wasn't one hundred percent certain.

video

[skelebro]

Wow. Buy me dinner first.

[Yes, hi. Literal skeleton here. He seems amused, but don't worry, that's just his face. And also the fact that he's amused.]

audio;

[hollowly]

( WELL THAT SURE IS A SKELETON.

but you know what? he's seen weirder.

at least now he can cross 'a talking skeleton' off of his list of weird shit. ty, skelebro. )

Wouldn't it go right through you?

( sam. that's a little rude. )

text;

[wendigoner]

[ Hey!! It's that nice, tall guy from the caves! And... a-aww, he's so sweet. ]

Um-- I think you accidentally sent this to everyone. At least it wasn't super personal or anything, right?

[ Like if someone read, say, your diary. Or something. Wouldn't that just be the worst!! ]

text;

[hollowly]

( oh crap no hannah don't look. this is embarrassing. and not at all the sort of thing to follow up a decent ( he hopes??? ) first impression. )

Yeah ... I've kind of figured that out by now. It's the NETWORK that's doing it.

( or one of the gods. he's convinced they can't come up with their own ways to amuse themselves that don't directly involve the people they've brought through the door.

can't you hear all that laughing, even all the way over there? )

There is that, at least. I still have some of my dignity intact.