IC Contact: Recollé

[notyourutopian]

Eleanor Lamb

Hello you've reached Eleanor Lamb's voicemail. I'd explain what's next but I can't imagine you don't know what to do at the beep.

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[notyourutopian]

It drove me mad to see my eyes gray every morning.
I was so relieved when they fixed it.

Right?
Hm.

Actually.
With this new guy being chatty.
I wonder if we could ask...

[windeity]

you think he'd actually be able to give a good answer?

[notyourutopian]

I was thinking about asking for answers.
I was thinking about asking for access.

[windeity]

as far as i am concerned i do not think it hurts to ask.
who knows? james asked for the guy's phone and he gave it to him.

*sigh* that should have been 'not asking for answers'. ah well.

[notyourutopian]

I heard about that.
Which is so weird.
I'll need to think of a good way to phrase 'hey let me look at your reality-altering toys.'

i gotchu

[windeity]

it really is weird, i have no idea why he agreed.
also his phone was weird anyway.
you have time i thought though. i somehow do not think he is going anywhere if he is still texting us.

[notyourutopian]

Yeah.
Which is also weird too, you know?
Why have they suddenly decided to talk to us instead of making announcements and disappearing?
Why can we leave the city now?

Ugh sorry.
I spend way too much time thinking about this.

[windeity]

i would be a little worried if you didn't, haha.
i don't have answers though which sucks.
but maybe i will have some for you by the time i get back!
it would be nice, wouldn't it?
i will see what i can do.

[notyourutopian]

Maybe.
And I'll see what I can find out over here too.
Be careful out there though, please.

[windeity]

i will! promise. and i will report once we get back and things settle down again.

[notyourutopian]

Good.
See you when you get home.