un: sling shot | audio | after wedding no. 2 goes awry

[slippin]

Hey. [ The voice coming through your magical doohickey is low and maybe congested. Whatever this is doesn't sound like good news. Then the speaker clears his throat, continues in lighter tones, his cadence practiced: ] Are you somewhere private? Because that would be a good place to be right now.

[ There's a good twenty-second pause filled with ambient train noise. Time enough to close your communicator, make your excuses. ] Great. [ Again: it doesn't sound great! ] Um. So, uh, earlier this afternoon as I was leaving the movie theater, I bumped into the bride-to-be...or not-to-be...Like. [ A single solid clap. ] Bam. Well, her little attache case went flying and in the course of helping her, you know, recombobulate herself I may have glimpsed a thing or two relevant to our present circumstances.

[ A beat. Hastily: ] Not weapons. Nothing like that. [ Please don't commit unilateral or joint murder based on his intel! ] But, okay, before we go any further, I've got a few questions for you:

Do we know anyone onboard whose name starts with C? As in crazy, or camembert.

Have any of you talked to Prassenze? [ Rest assured: he mangles the pronunciation. Maybe he'll figure it out by the third wedding. ] Had a little heart-to-heart?

Uh, and last but definitely not least, what the hell?

Great. [ Great! ] Thanks. Over and out.



[ ooc: threadjack away! mod-provided deets on the suitcase's contents are here, since jimmy will share all that info but it'll be run through a jimmy-filter and he's allergic to being direct.

(also if your char would want to talk to him in person, lmk and I can do a starter for that!) ]

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un: wei wuxian

[weifinder]

Sure, we chatted while Prassenze was trying to growl her way through everyone in the wedding party today!

( sounding so chipper! but also, a narrowing of his eyes that are not, not, not visible in this audio exchange. and then. )

She's been shy, and it wasn't anything we had reason to want to do before now. Have you spent time talking with Firo? Any of the wedding party? I'm making the guess you're looking at inspiration for why Prassenze went missing last night when you... bumped into her today. Coincidentally.

[slippin]

[ Great, it's the guy Nacho tried to lean on.

At Jimmy's request. He proceeds with caution, which means—talking even more than usual and hoping he comes off as kind of an idiot. ] Look, I don't know what aggro bonding rituals are like. Maybe one of you was doing squats with her. Or throwing that big, heavy ball. [ He makes a two-handed tossing motion. While on audio.

But now that he's thinking about it: ] Should we be wondering what she's gonna be like tomorrow?

And, uh, no, to your question, the first time around I was—contributing to the celebratory atmosphere. [ A beat. ] Drinking heavily. I haven't said much to any of them.

[ But they seem...like dicks. ]

[weifinder]

( Hello, Jimmy. :) )

Possibly. It'll depend on how she felt today went, I imagine.

( Yeah, all the wedding party is largely... rude. )

Seems you were still enjoying yourself when you stumbled into her effects. Specifically: what did you see.

[slippin]

[ He bristles a little at that, but you know what, good. He can be a drunken idiot. ] Hey, it's pitch dark in that theater. That first second you come out, it's like staring into the sun.

Okay, let's see. [ He makes some brain-racking noises. ] Clothes. A comb. Hand soap, you know, the cute size. Nothing fancy. Some ink and whatnot. And of course, her extensive correspondence with Firo.

[weifinder]

( what a character this man is, in a manner of thinking. wei wuxian's own sounds in response are equally performative, a hmm, a mmm, a nodding head that isn't seen, but the small sound of acknowledgement that is. )

All with Firo, ah? Eyes of a hawk, you have.

[slippin]

Ninety-nine...mmm, make that ninety-eight percent. She's got it bad. [ What "it" is, however, remains to be seen. Brightly: ] And thanks, the movies keep 'em sharp.

[weifinder]

Pleasantly sharp.

( given they're pleasant dreams, rather than nightmares. those are kindly staying off train. for now. )

Catch you around there sometime, you can point out your favourite dream.