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( 12 ) anon text ♧ so glad we've almost made it so sad they had to fade

( ooc | same rules as the first go-round; this takes place at O'DARK THIRTY after everything goes down icly on the 12th. i'll do the same i did last time, spread out the comments so it's not 'be here now or suck it', however all the bulletins will go up icly in a cluster.

neal isn't watching the post and in fact has no idea he made it, due to the anon function no ic tracing can be done; but it's not like he didn't do this already, so the people who know his work don't need to icly beat around the bush to spare MYSTERY etc.

other than that, have fun and remember: smiley is our friend.

...right? )

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[ okay, yes, maybe hiding with sheep herders in central america and then moving to la is a normal thing for people to do. it sounds vaguely familiar, but it's not ringing any specific bells. ]

Back to LA? So I'm guessing you're not actually Guatemalan. What, was your mom writing a dissertation on covert sheep herders? That doesn't really seem like a top destination for child-rearing. Not that LA's much better.

She went there after my dad died. I didn't ask questions about why.

I'm sorry to hear that. Can't blame her from wanting a change of scenery, then.

I never met him. It wasn't a thing.

Don't worry about it.

[ He can do that. Quick, change the subject. ]

So did sheep herding prepare you for a life in space? I guess it has a few things in common with nomadic lifestyles.

Los Angeles did that.

Prepared you for life in space? What year are you from, anyway?

2007. You've never been to LA, have you?

Can't say I have, no. Mostly stuck to the east coast. If you tell me L.A. has space monsters and likes to conduct mass psychological experiments on its residents, I'm going to go ahead and assume you're from an entirely different universe instead of just a different time period.

Nothing like that. But you start just glazing over the weird stuff.

I've seen some pretty weird things in Boston, but I don't know, killer spaceship is still kind of hard to digest. You must have a very high tolerance for weird.

I do.

John Reese.

[ There's a strange moment of déjà vu at the name, and he's about to text back when it abruptly clicks. Because that's funny, it's a lot like in Terminator except not actually, with the L.A. and the Central America and the name and the attitude. ]

Josh Levison, nice to talk knitting with you. I knew a guy named Kyle Reese once, I think he was on the west coast for a while. Any relation?

[ This is genuinely meant as a joke, like haha, now we can bond over Terminator. Sorry, John. ]

When?

[He clicks over to voice, and he sounds -

Young. His has a rasp in his voice, older.]

When did you know Kyle Reese?

[ JESUS CHRIST and you're lucky you switched to voice because if you didn't he wouldn't have been startled enough to actually reply. ]

Oh my god, you aren't serious right now, are you?

[ Not that it's a good reply, but it beats throwing the comm across the room and not texting back ever. ]

Yes, I'm serious.

[Look John may actually be trying to hack into Josh's comm unit now to see what he can pull out of there]

How do you know Kyle Reese?

[ GET OUT OF HIS COMM UNIT ]

I don't, okay? I just heard about him once, a very long time ago in a galaxy far, far away. [ Well that's just crossing streams, isn't it. He's nervous, give him a break. ]

Hang on, am I being interrogated by a teenager?

[ Because jesus you were a total douche in that one movie John and he wants nothing to do with that delinquent 90's haircut. ]

Then why are you saying his name?

I told you I was a minor.

Yeah, well, when you told me you were a minor I wasn't expecting you to interrogate me.

I'm saying his name as a joke, okay? You know what, you're probably just making a big deal out of nothing, I bet we aren't even talking about the same Kyle Reese.

What's the punchline?

[ oh my god. He can bullshit this, right?? Just say it's a movie about unicorns if he asks for details. ]

Look, where I'm from there was this movie with a character named Kyle Reese in it. It was just a dumb reference to the movie, I had no idea you actually knew someone named Kyle Reese.

[ note to self: stop saying Kyle Reese ]

All right.

What's camping?

[ fuck ]

What do you mean, what's camping? It's when you go sleep in the wilderness with tents and cook burgers in an aluminum grill.

[ Then, more angry than panicked (though still panicked, obviously)- ]

Are you reading my conversations?

As soon as I crack the encryption, I'll be reading those, too.

You know my life, seems only fair.

[Quiet, deadly. Who do you think is angrier, here?]

I don't -

I don't know your life, okay? It's just a name.

[ There's a pause before he speaks up again, less hostile and more resigned. ]

Please don't do that. I'll talk to you. [ It's not just his secrets in there; wouldn't be a fair trade. ]

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