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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[slippin]

[ Seemingly taking this as a compliment: ] Yeah, well, time was I was paid by the hour.

[vdovy]

And now you are pro bono, so kindly volunteer the information.

[slippin]

[ It's not like he was gonna say no, but that invocation—pro bono—makes him think of Kim, the clients she's left behind. It's sobering; instead of just hitting her with a list he tries to organize his thoughts. ]

This is the stuff that she's lugging around with her. Her worldly possessions. And it's 80% letters to Firo. Writing stuff. Okay, clothes, perfume, but...there wasn't anything, you know, for the future.

Also a weird letter from her landlady.

But even weirder was this note from "C." It looked like it was written in a hurry and pretty recently. It said [ —sorry, he literally clears his throat here— ] "what you want can be achieved, but it can have drastic and dangerous effects." And that Firo deserves the truth.

Whatever they were talking about, C wasn't into it.

[vdovy]

Well, I think we can guess what the drastic and dangerous effects were.

What did the landlady have to say?

[slippin]

[ Unless things are gonna get even worse! But nobody needs to hear that, at least not from him. ]

Oh, wow. Nothing but good things in landlady speak. Overflowing with praise. She probably gave half her deposit back.

Uh. I think she called Prassenze quiet and a few other things, but what sticks in my mind is "nearly invisible."

[vdovy]

Huh. If you hadn't bumped into her, I would wonder if she is a ghost. I wonder what she is hiding under those veils.

[slippin]

If it's a ghost I quit. [ Said with a great deal of feeling and very little sense. ]

Hey, maybe it's a Beetlejuice kinda thing. Marry a [ he injects a spooky quaver into his voice ] mortal, get your spectral green card.