IC Contact for MoM

[logicunlocked]

York, I fail to understand why you are asking me to make this recording.

I told you, it's a social convention. Just say it, D.

Indeed. What I'm referring to, however, is why you are asking -me- to make the recording, York.

I...don't know, who needs a reason? I just thought your voice makes a nice answering machine voice.

I see. In that case, I will proceed.

You have reached the inbox of Garrett Murray, formerly known as Agent York of Project Freelancer. You may proceed in the follow manner:

1) Speak after the tone.

2) Leave a recorded message.

3) —

Why d'you gotta be like that, D? Come on.

I am unsure. What am I 'being like'?

Forget it. Just leave a message. I have an AI to deal with.

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[misterintegrity]

[North steadies himself and smiles down at York, leaning into him with a huffed little chuckle.]

I'm still sorry I just brought him home without talking it over first.

[A child's pleading is a little harder to resist when it's literally plugged into your brain]

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[logicunlocked]

Don't worry, I've forgiven you. I mean, what else could I do? Not like I can make you take him back.

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[misterintegrity]

[North is going to just keep holding onto York like this for as long as he can get away with, enjoying the warmth of another body in his arms.]

Don't worry, I'd never ignore you for a kitten.

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[logicunlocked]

[ And York has absolutely no objection to being held, and eventually wraps his own arm around North's waist to steady them as they continue to make their way down the street. ]

Well, I'm not going to make you have to choose. [ He chuckles. ] Where'd you come up with that name, anyway?

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[misterintegrity]

[North can't ignore the way that his heart skips a beat at the casual affection in York's arm around his waist. But he's also schooled in the art of keeping it cool.]

Take a guess.

[If you guess "the small child who lives in North's head" then you've both succeeded in guessing correctly and phrasing it in the weirdest way possible.]

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[logicunlocked]

Well, I suppose it's kind of descriptive, isn't it. [ He chuckles. ] Theta's enjoying the whole thing?

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[misterintegrity]

I think he expected more thwarting evildoers to be involved, but he's settled in fine. How's Delta holding up?

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[logicunlocked]

[ They're almost having a harder time keeping upright this way, with their arms wrapped around one another, and York lets his pace slow down. ]

Well, you know how it is with them. He's just generally keeping an eye on things though, watching out for any signs that things might go south.

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[misterintegrity]

[North is plenty balanced, and he'd rather walk like this and take longer than walk separate just to get home faster. He wobbles a little matching his pace to York's, but never to the extent of nearly falling.]

Mm. I know what you mean.

[But he doesn't say much more on that subject. This still seems too good - too domestic, really - to be true, but what's the point in looking a gift horse in the mouth?]