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[speakveryclearly]

Apparently Im Too Busy To Even Talk To You Right Now
How Unsurprising
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[musclebeast]

D --> Maryam, I demand your e%pertise
D --> Reply to this as quickly as possible

[speakveryclearly]

Is This About The Masquerade
Of Course Im Going To Oblige Even If Its Not But Since You Seem Deprived Of Time I Would Like To Offer My Guess
Youd Be My Third Request Today

[tipsygnostalgia]

heyyyy

[speakveryclearly]

Hi Roxy
Whats Up
Isnt That An Odd Expression When You Think About It

[caligulas_aquarium]

yeah REAL FUNNY wwith the post there maryam
bitter much

[speakveryclearly]

Maybe
But Do You Think This Is All About You
Youre One Of Half A Dozen People Sharing The Same Misguided Idea
Wouldnt You Agree Meenahs Army Is Misguided
What Made It Different When You Did It
Oh I Forgot Everything Scientifically Changes When Youre The Perpetrator

[Text!]

[tipsygnostalgia]

do u want me 2 pay you for the dress
i never thought about asking til i thought about it like literally rn and now i feel super rude and an ass

[Texxxt]

[speakveryclearly]

Well
Id Like To Insist Its A Gift Between Friends
But Since Receiving More Requests I Have Begun To Run Short On Marques

[text]

[complexdisorder]

Good day, Kanaya.
I had quite an interesting conversation with your dancestor. I thought you should know.

[text]

[speakveryclearly]

You Spoke To Her
What Did She Have To Say

backdated a few days to w/e that thread was

[tipsygnostalgia]

so
yeah
i found out so much stuff off dave
he rapped it to me btw omfg so great

[speakveryclearly]

Did He Really
That Does Sound Great
I Wish I Had Been There

backdated to 12/18 or thereabouts

[fintastic]

[ after this ]

Soooo
Do you still want to talk?

[speakveryclearly]

Sollux Isnt Back Yet Is He

[text] pretend i did this 2 weeks ago

[tipsygnostalgia]

kanaya
aka miss fashonista 2 the max
i need ur help
your fashionable help
well actually i dont coz i got a great sense of style but i need you 2 make soemthing for me
or my friend rather
and i will pay you for it!

[Text] ((;D))

[speakveryclearly]

There Are Few Things I Would Rather Hear
Request Away

on the 14th/ voice

[punk_cute]

Hey, you busy? I know we ain't known each other long but I thought--

[Suddenly clearing his throat]

Anyway.

[Voice]

[speakveryclearly]

I actually am busy, I'm about to go out with a friend of mine.

[moirailcompass]

:33 < hey kanaya!
:33 < if you could get back to me as soon as pawsible i would be most appurreciative!
:33 < id kinda like your opinion on something impurrtant
:33 < thank you and i hope you are doing well

[speakveryclearly]

[It seems like she did answer it as soon as possible pretty much]

Yes Of Course You May Nepeta
Ive Been Fine Lately And I Hope The Same Has Held True For You
Feel Free To Ask Me Anything

backdated to when pepper left, audio;

[5055034455]

Hey, Kanaya? It's Saul Goodman. Uh — Pepper's gone, and she left me with a stack of stuff, so I don't know what you want me to do with it, but...

[He trails off.]

Yeah. Call me back.

audio;

[speakveryclearly]

[She comes home at five o'clock from a nice long day of meeting new arrivals and baking cookies, and has to sit down and listen to this message twice before she takes this call at half past five.

First listen: What on Earth do Potts and Goodman have to do with one another? Well, Mr. Goodman is a lawyer, already known to be working for both the Initiative and Mr. Pinkman. It makes sense that he would work with her too, and so of course he would execute her...

Second listen: Pepper's gone? Of course. That's just perfect. Right when nearly the whole first floor was ready, too. She probably had somewhere nice to go back to at least, not a grave or anything apocalyptic. There's no knowing for sure. However mature, Kanaya was - past tense now - just an alien child in her eyes, not her therapist or something.

Then: Pepper actually cared enough to send this guy after her so she could get the news that way instead of through an ascii cross where her network ID used to be? That's pretty touching, and she can't dishonor the intention by keeping her lawyer waiting any longer.

There's a thin thread of grief in her voice as she answers the line, easy to mask when the emotion is so familiar to her by now. The dominant tone is a polite confusion that she wishes sounded more like reserved curiosity.]

Excuse me - Miss Potts left stuff?

What kind of stuff?

[ Backdated a few days, if that's alright! ]

[muskets]

This is Tomoe Mami, from the courtyard earlier this month.

I wanted to thank you for the welcome when I first arrived. I have gotten much more settled in now, and that was partly thanks to the friendliness that everyone showed me, right from the start. Thank you again, and I look forward to working alongside you here.

[Is it alright if she's receiving this in the afternoon?]

[speakveryclearly]

[Slow day at the bakery as is ever more frequent lately, considering the import atmosphere; even though Kanaya works in the back room for a reason, the lack of traffic eventually has consequences for how much she has to do, too. It's no wonder that she's tickled positively pink to be getting a message from Mami and responds almost immediately.]

Im Very Glad To Hear That
Not Every New Transport Is As Magnanimous As You
I Guess Thats A Common Trait Of Mitakihara Middle School Alumnae

text, backdated to the 19th, early;

[buttpunch]

Kanaya? It's Tsubomi. Tsubomi Hanasaki.

Do you have time to talk?

[speakveryclearly]

[At least an entire hour of delay.]

Maybe

text;

[redheadcarrier]

hey, kan, what do you do for entertainment around here anyway?

[Asuka is so goddamn bored.]

text;

[speakveryclearly]

I Really Spend More Time In Vee Our Than I Should
Crafting Custom Assets And Such
Just A Little Relief From Research And Missions And Chores

What About You

voice;

[5055034455]

[After a few days of Thinking About It...]

I've got a job for you, little lady.

is this pre or post zombies? the exact date is important

[speakveryclearly]

...what kind of job, sir?

Because if it is urgent - it's just that, I've got this series of chemical supply sabotage missions coming up, and I was actually going to ask Mr. Vennet about it.

text;

[quackery]

hey so i was on a mission but i heard there were zombies?? are you okay??

Re: text;

[speakveryclearly]

The Dress I Was Wearing At The Time Wont Be But I Will
So Im Still On For Later If You Are

text;

[duplicitoussight]

Subject: Kanayaaaaaaa
Message: Vampires don't sleep do they

[Guess who isn't sleeping.]

[speakveryclearly]

Yeah Contrary To What You May Have Been Led To Believe For The Most Part We Just Lie There And Pretend

What About Kano Is He Sleep-Texting

voice;

[redheadcarrier]

Since when were you so bloodthirsty?

voice; muffled scream

[speakveryclearly]

Since always. I don't know, these abstract arguments bring out the idealogue in me. Imprisonment is really not to my taste, though. Earth law is far out of my depth - actually, is it one of your degrees? Maybe you can shed some light on the topic.

[inhumanity]

[A handwritten letter arrives for Kanaya. The writing is flowing but legible cursive, but the writer periodically switches between red and green ink, and it is decorated with drawings of Edward Cullen.

It's a Christmas greeting, all right.]

Dear Kanaya,

You are most cordially invited to a celebration of family, friendship, forgiveness, and estrangement on December 17th from 3:00PM, or earlier, until whenever we feel like stopping, at [the address for the warehouse]. This season mustn't pass by without a grand affair full of of food and gift-giving, in the best of Christmas traditions.

Oh, but you don't have to bring gifts. There won't be any set gift-giving time. Besides, do you really want to give your friends presents so early? It's far better to make them wait until the 25th. Patience is an important quality to learn for the winter months. Of course, I'll prepare the food, unless you wish to contribute some. Please keep any amount of arsenic in food below fatal levels for human children!

In the spirit of Christmas and all ritualistic holidays designed to prepare communities for defence against a harsh winter of dangerous weather and low quantities of food, you are invited to bring anyone you feel like. While more people is a greater strain on resources, the contribution of any individual to the group balances that out with the warmth and love provided. Let's gather together and avoid a cruel death in the months to come.

Hoping for your presence and survival, your friend,
Christopher Chareau de Red

[post is here, tag in at your leisure or handwave or excuse yourself however you like!]

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[speakveryclearly]

In this cruel and unforgiving world, there are a few things Kanaya Maryam believes in with the pureheartedness only possible for someone underneath the legal drinking age. The benevolence of the Initiative. The literary merits of the Twilight Saga. The importance of not wearing socks with sandals.

And number four on that list is the meaning of Christmas.

The one time of the year that she cannot resent the unfair decline of her original culture and its replacement by the inferior civilizations of humanity. Christmas is when humans put their capacity for nothing but deception and theft to good use: They steal gifts for one another, and tell the lie that they love each other. The equivalent solstice festival of twelth perigee's eve happened less than half as often and is impossible to calculate with a different lunar and solar calendar; there is no use mourning its loss when Christmas is on the horizon, and she can finally experience a "White Christmas", whatever that means.

As she prepares her clothing on the 17th, she smiles at the reflection in the mirror of the letter on her desk. "Your friend, Christopher", he had signed it. The man might be insufferable in some ways, but maybe for Christmas she could pretend he wasn't so bad. She'll contribute her presence, at least.

Though she has to wonder how the hell he found out her residence.

[inhumanity]

[At some point between the beginning of the 24th and the end of the 25th, Christopher delivers (handed off in person or left at a doorstep) a Christmas gift: a hoodie. It is given with all the best Christmas wishes from a friend.]

on christmas day

[duplicitoussight]

[A mysterious box has been left at Kanaya's door in the early hours of morning. Opening it reveals this and this charming souvenir tucked beneath it all. There's even a card!]

Merry Christmas!!! Thanks for the lessons.

voice;

[snowghoul]

Kanaya. Please to have meal with me at earliest convenience.

[Yes. That's a "cordial invitation." In other words, she is willing to begin a friendship with you. You're cool beans.]

voice;

[speakveryclearly]

[Fumbling a little to retrieve her device before this goes to--]

Alright. I can do that this evening, I'm at work right now, which ends at 5.

[reassures]

I haven't seen you at the house in awhile. Have you been well?

[speakveryclearly]

Yes Ive Been Fine Just Busy With Work
Its An Uphill Battle In The Department These Days
Youre Ok Too Right Nill

voice; forward-dated to Feb. 4

[redheadcarrier]

[Asuka, for once, doesn't sound bratty or arrogant or in control or anything remotely resembling calm.

In fact, she sounds rather shaky, almost on the edge of panic.]

Hey - hey, Kanaya. Have you seen Shinji or Kaworu anywhere? Or Tenjou?

[speakveryclearly]

Kaworu? The pianist?

[Her recognition isn't immediate, gives her time to check. The list of names on the network is so much shorter, it's been shrinking for the past month and then today practically blinked into nothing. The surprise and disappointment isn't even that strong for her anymore, and the highest note in her voice is a faint sympathetic one that now dear Asuka is experiencing this concern.]

None of them.