IC Contact - Snowblind

[phaseshifter]

This is Angel. Leave a message.

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[phaseshifter]

I'm asking.

[spoileralert]

[ Steph glances over at Steve. He's not looking, but he probably will be if she says this out loud, so she sends a text instead. ]

Butcher knife, can opener, rope leash, medical supply bag and secrets in exchange for all her condoms.

[phaseshifter]

Dude. Why would you need so m--

[ You know when you ask something really stupid, but you realise how stupid it is in the middle of asking it and you get *literally* stunned a little by how fucking dumb you feel

yeah

yeah

Also welcome to blushtown, population Angel ]

[spoileralert]

Aaaaaaaaand the sun shines.

[ Evidently Steph does have a little shame, because while she is grinning hugely she is also blushing a little. ]

[phaseshifter]

Dude! Dude.

[ SHE IS YELLING SHE SHOULD STOP YELLING

Whispering seems more appropriate. GOOD LORD. ]

Duuuuuuude. When - what - I - dude, how did I miss this.

[spoileralert]

Today. Well, a couple of days ago, actually, when I asked about dreams?

[phaseshifter]

Okay, I'm not that far out of the loop. But geez! I stop paying attention to the network for five freaking minutes!! Ugh.

[spoileralert]

Basically.

Speaking of out of the loop, I guess you didn't hear about my dream, either?

[phaseshifter]

Nuh-uh. Are you going to ask me to psychoanalyse it?

[spoileralert]

No, I... got memories from home, or something. Like a year long break pressed into one day.

[phaseshifter]

Uh. What. That's -- have you asked the administrator for an explanation? Because that's. Pretty weird dream material. I just dream about showing up for snowschool in my underwear.

[spoileralert]

I wouldn't believe what she told me anyway.

[phaseshifter]

And you don't think even a lie could be illuminating in its own way? I'd kinda just be interested in knowing whether or not she'd acknowledge the issue at all.

[spoileralert]

The dream was illuminating. That's enough, I think. I'm trying not to worry so much about what's real and what isn't. What's real is weird enough to begin with.