february midnight texts

[pancaked]

The Midnight Texting Meme It's the middle of the night and you're trying to catch some z's — or brooding alone in the alleys, as one does — when your phone dings and suddenly a stranger or a friend is texting you. What could they possibly want at this hour? Is it important? Stupid? Are they drunk or maybe just needy? Do they need help hiding a body??? Pick up your phone and find out! Rules: ● Post with your character's name and canon on the subject line, indicate preferences as needed ● Tag others ● Have fun!

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sylus / love & deepspace

[crowjobs]

[merlot]

Hypothetically, how many blocks would you suggest a person walk before they turn a corner and run because they're being followed?

[crowjobs]

Who's following you?

[merlot]

Two men. They followed me out of the cafe and I didn't think anything of it, but they've been following me for four blocks now. I passed the turn for my apartment because I wasn't sure what they were doing...

[crowjobs]

Go two more blocks and turn right. I'll take care of it.

[merlot]

What does taking care of it involve?

[ he's nearly at the end of the two blocks now and about to take that turn, but he's curious if he should avoid looking back. ]

[crowjobs]

Don't worry about that, kitten. Luke and Kieran are waiting for you around the corner.

( he should absolutely avoid looking back. luke and kieran will help in making sure that he doesn't look back. )

[merlot]

How'd they get here so quickly?

[ he didn't look back, but he did hear the beginning of a shout from one of the men following him. that's more than enough for kaveh. ]

Thank you. I could only go so far before I eventually would've led them to my apartment.

[crowjobs]

( he doesn't answer right away, obvs. but, he's also not answering the question how they got there quickly. don't worry about that, either. )

If anyone is following you, never lead them home. Tell me and go somewhere public.

[unicornhunter]

SYLUS come sink karaoke with us

[ She's a few drinks in at this point, if that isn't obvious. ]

[crowjobs]

Who is us?

( he's being nice and not pointing the typo out. just this once. )

[unicornhunter]

Me an the plushies I caught.

[ Please enjoy this photo of a rainbow alpaca, a pink fox, and two peapod boats. There is a large glass of something that looks fruity and alcoholic in the corner of the picture. ]

Oh Tara is here tll

too. Shes nice you'll like her.

[crowjobs]

( he just looks at that for a bit. may or may not save it to a secure locked folder no one would ever discover on his phone maybe. )

I thought you didn't want me around your friends?

[unicornhunter]

My friends have to meet my boyfriend sometime just don't act sus

[crowjobs]

What do you mean? I've never been sus.

[unicornhunter]

lol sure

Anyway, here's the address

[ A link to the map app with her location is shared with him. ]

Even thouh I'm pretty sure Mephie's around here somewhere.

[ebbs]

Any idea who broke the window?

[crowjobs]

Be more specific.

[hexcode]

Hey, is this Onychinus? Listen, I'm here for a drop off but no one's here to meet me...

[ and this place is really sketchy?? well no shit, hannah, what did you think handing off some less-than-legitimate magicked items would involve? but listen it's really cold too! ]

[crowjobs]

( what the—

where are those two idiots? sylus isn't meant to be doing this kind of grunt work. unless this is some sort of trap and this woman is either being coersed into doing this or she's some kind of honeypot. )

Who gave you this number?

[hexcode]

[ a honeypot lol.... imagine.......... she'll be flattered, tbh— ]

Don't start with me! There's no way I got the number wrong — I triple-checked it!

Alrick sent me. Do you want your items or not??

[crowjobs]

( someone is going to die. apparently that is whoever alrick is. )

Where are you?

[hexcode]

[ wow get in line, she's been wanting to kill her mentor for years okay?

anyway she drops a location pin... ]

He told me this was the drop off location but no one's here...

[crowjobs]

( oh well. this is unacceptable. say farewell. )

I see.

( and that's all he says, but even that's very icy just through text. a moment later an odd looking crow flies overhead and pearches nearby, almost as if it's watching her. it's several minutes after when there's a sworl of particles of black and red and obsidian feathers that coalesce into a tall man dressed in a sharp dark red shirt and black slacks. he slips one hand into his pocket and pins her into place with a piercing gaze. )

Is he a fool or are you?

[hexcode]

[ a lot of things go through her mind in that moment. some lean scholarly — he's a shapeshifter? onychinus has mages that talented on their payroll? can he shift into any other animal? how long did it take him to master that? — while others land a little more incredulous — the fuck is he so tall for? — but somehow all seem to gravitate around a uniquely mortified realization that she had on a simple over-sized zip up hoodie over her officewear that somehow manages to make a 9-hour workday look like a 48-hour one, if only from the amount of wrinkles in her pencil skirt. like, what the fuck, onychinus pay their delivery boys so good they're in designer silks???? fuck off with that. ]

...I don't have to answer that.

[ the last vestiges of her dignity is hanging on by a literal thread, but she still clutches her messenger bag close to her body like she has any chance at all of fighting this man back if he decides to get forceful. ]

If you're here for the pick-up then you know I can't hand anything over until we're at a secure location.

[ she gestures to the Shady Alley™ they're currently standing in the middle of. ]

I hope your bird form can carry humans.