text; failed encryption

[iceboxed]

[it's a text message, but not by choice for once. instead, it's by necessity. the idea of trying to talk when he can't really hear himself any more is-- well, it's something he'd like to avoid having to think about too much right now. the message itself is one filled with locks. locks that, thanks to the technology glitches, are next to useless. not that he knows that just yet.]

locked to beacon hills crew; 0% encryption

how many of you are sick right now
how bad

[because waking up ill is never a good thing. not when you're not meant to be able to get sick any more. there's a delay before he finally adds--]

full moon's tomorrow
i think i need to be knocked out this time

[there's no way of knowing whether the room will stay locked or not. or whether anyone else will stay well enough to keep him in check.

and that's it. or at least, that's as far as that message goes. a switch of locks (as useless as it may be) and it's time to do something he knows is a bad idea.]

locked to smiley; 0% encryption

i don't know if you're watching this thing still or not but
you helped us before even if people don't really see it that way
i know we haven't given you any reason to do it again but
what're we meant to do
how do we stop this
please


ooc; any voice posts will go unanswered as his hearing is deteriorating rapidly. video replies won't fare much better, though he'll at least know they're there to respond to

Comments

text

[unmakes]

[ ...huh, this kid too. she wasn't expecting that. ]

hey that totally wasn't supposed to be public right

[ she's just making sure so he can, i don't know, take it down or something if he wants. ]

text

[iceboxed]

[the reply comes a little while later. after he's tried and failed to delete the post. after he's then managed to throw his device into the wall out of frustration. it's just as well these things are resilient as hell]

no
it wasn't

text

[unmakes]

ouch

where are you? might know how to spare you a little blunt force trauma

[ but she doesn't want to talk about it on the public network. even acknowledging that she knows what he's even talking about is risky enough. ]

text

[iceboxed]

i meant sedation
not literal knocking out

[though he may be earning that literal part once certain people catch sight of this post]

text;

[axeyou]

Who the hell are you begging for help?

text;

[iceboxed]

no one
the comms are glitching out

[because yeah, he's screwed]

text;

[axeyou]

Yeah? So if they weren't glitching out, you wouldn't have been begging someone to come in and save us?

text;

[iceboxed]

if they weren't glitching out that part wouldn't be attached to my post

[because he can blame the glitches on that part existing in the first place, right?]

text;

[axeyou]

Just so you know, "the ship made me do it" has got to be the weakest stupidest excuse you could have gone with. Own up to it. It's not like you could look more pathetic.

text

[consequence]

[They aren't exactly at the best spot, she knows that, but she also knows that if he needs help she wouldn't turn her back on him.]

If you need help, I can help.

[She might be sick, but she's at least still capable of standing and putting up with someone else and whatever fight might be left in them.]

text

[iceboxed]

i don't need any help

[though the rejection has nothing to do with who it's coming from, for once. instead it's because the message is still out there and easy to read.]

text || locked

[consequence]

[She tries to at least get the security to work for his benefit.]

if you change your mind, you know where to find me.

text || locked

[iceboxed]

[thank you hayley. too bad it's all too late now]

i've got my pack

text;

[strayed]

[Cora hasn't been having the same level of technical problems as everyone else, but several attempts to reply to him using the auggielock fail, and she's forced to try completely open - and of course then it works.]

Where are you? Are you sick? Get down to medical.

text;

[iceboxed]

[sorry cora, but--]

i don't need to go to medical
i'm fine

text;

[strayed]

That's bullshit. Where are you.

text;

[iceboxed]

somewhere else
i can't go to medical yet

[not for another two days]

text;

[de_void]

[it takes stiles a bit to read the message, because his eyesight is really starting to fail him, and isn't that almost the worst of the things that have happened to him in the last few weeks.

but when he does manage to get the gist of the message he's sort of incredulous. jesus isaac, you certainly aren't helping us keep a low werewolf profile any.]

i have some rowan if you aren't feeling well. [isaac you had better understand his code this no encryption thing is horrible.] not in any shape to come to you tho

text;

[iceboxed]

[it takes him a while to get the reference. look, he doesn't hang out with emissary's veterinarians okay.]

where is it

text;

[de_void]

[and you think stiles does out of choice?]

my room.
if you're mobile i can give you the code and you can bring it to me

and we can work something out.

text;

[iceboxed]

i can work it out myself

[because as much as he may not get along with stiles, the fact he's apparently too sick to move means that he needs the rest. isaac can deal with the rest himself.]

t e x t »

[rixatus]

i'm always helping, isaac.

t e x t »

[iceboxed]

not this time

do you know what's happening

t e x t »

[rixatus]

am i not?

you're asking the wrong questions. :)

t e x t »

[iceboxed]

you haven't been here

[okay, so maybe isaac hasn't been out looking for a while either. but nbd]

who did this to us