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[inmyothertights]

You know what universe? Okay, I get the point. That sleep-talking tape? I'll finish it tonight, if you promise to get me back home right now. That's how you make deals, right? Oh, god, I probably owe everyone such a big apology if this isn't dimension hopping.

Man, oh, man. Please let this be dimension hopping.

I think I've pretty much hit the definition of desperate here, so if I could get some confirmation, that would be great. I got the spiel but I'm...paranoid.

For, you know.

Reasons.

[And a pause.]

Also, calling number...24....number 24?

Comments

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[selfequipped]

Billy?

[Given what he's saying, she's not sure what to think. Why would he owe everyone a big apology? ... Why would he want it to be dimension hopping, especially after everything they've seen?

Then again, Billy's choice of what to be optimistic about has always been a little skewed.]

[selfequipped]

... It's Kate. [Right, he can probably tell that.] Where are you? I'll come find you. There's a lot to fill you in on, though hopefully less than there could be.

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[inmyothertights]

Kate?

[inmyothertights]

Kate, I still do remember what your voice sounds like-

[Sorry he just had to get that in, but it's tinged with amusement at least, it's not mean-spirited, but well back to slight panic.]

I'm sitting outside residence 24, which in case you didn't pick up on, is apparently where I'm staying? Living?

Let's go with staying it doesn't sound so permanent. When did you get here?

voice;

[iampretty]

I'm assuming you live at House 24? Otherwise, I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about.

[voice]

[glassinine]

Er - good day, young man. I would recommend against making deals with the universe out loud; we can all rather hear what you are promising.

[selfequipped]

About a month ago, which meant I jumped about a month forward in time. [Which is weird, but she'll take it. Weirder things have happened to them.]

Anyway, sit tight; I'll be there soon.

voice;

[inmyothertights]

Yeah, that would be it.

Are you in House 24 too?

[voice]

[inmyothertights]

As far as deals I've made with the universe it's pretty benign, don't you think?

[inmyothertights]

Sitting tight.

voice;

[iampretty]

No, I'm in House 9. Best of luck finding your housemates, though.

[voice]

[glassinine]

Quite so. But private thoughts are best kept private, I think.

voice;

[inmyothertights]

Thanks.

Um.

I'm Billy.

[voice]

[inmyothertights]

I-

Private? Really?

voice;

[iampretty]

Pleasure to meet you, Billy! I'm Hans, prince of the Southern Isles.

[and apparently a nosy fuck judging by this next sentence.]

Pardon my question, but do you and Kate know each other? You certainly seem to be getting along well.

[voice]

[glassinine]

Er - yes.

[centurybaby]

You don't remember, do you.

voice;

[inmyothertights]

Kate and I know each other, we're friends from home.

Home that isn't apparently Florida.

[voice]

[inmyothertights]

Can you define private for me?

[inmyothertights]

....wow that's ominous.

[centurybaby]

Well, don't freak the fuck out or anything, but I know you. You, or some version of you, was there with us, in the last universe the Porter kept us in.

[voice]

[glassinine]

Not spoken aloud.

TEXT.

[selfimage]

[oh Hel. it's not necessarily that Billy is here more than ... well, what this might imply for later problems. Kate has kept what had happened to herself, but he was skirting a dangerous tightrope with Billy's arrival and some things that would currently best be left un-visited. now, it's a toss-up.

so he vouches for text to avoid the obvious questions.]

Oh, you know what they say. Wrong turn at Albuquerque, maybe? There's quite a few of them to take a wrong turn at, anyway.

TEXT.

[inmyothertights]

[You little shit.]

Isn't one enough for anyone?

[inmyothertights]

Some version of me.

Did this version of me freak out a lot [too]?