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[ Since Caster didn't even need to eat, she used her lunch break to phone a call to Yosuke. ]

Ring.
Ring.
Ring. ]

[When Yosuke wakes up and bothers to check, he will find a gift basket addressed to him from "Saint Nicolas", complete with macarons, a small box of chocolate truffles, and calissons. There is also a small card attached that reads, in neat cursive handwriting much like the tag:]

To Yosuke. Even if you're not a child anymore, everyone deserves a reward for being good. With care, Saint Nicolas

(( ooc: You've received a gift basket because you bothered to post to France's post on the first. If you feel he shouldn't be able to get it to your character at their home, work, etc., for some reason, then please feel free to ignore this message. ))

Mr. Hanamura? This is Raul Creed, I would appreciate it if you could return my call at your earliest convenience.

So did you go to that Northern Latte place earlier?

[A few hours after that last thread...]

I'm sorry for yelling at you.

yosuke

yosuke

yosuke

yosuke?

please

[ooc; Pretty much a quick succession of repeated texts that she'll keep sending until she gets a reply.]

Ummmmm okay let's be incredibly straightforward. Hi there. My bed's at half capacity this evening. How'd you like to fill it up?

You're in the clear; you and Andrew did not joint fingerbang that girl on the dance floor last night.

[not actually a virus, hey, this is Uryuu calling, ring ring]

[ring ring]

I'm deep cleaning my room right now. Not sure if it actually needs it or if I'm just trying to symbolically cleanse myself of the last 24 hours.

Today I made a list of everyone I have had sex with...there is more than double my age...

She asked me to go inside, make myself a drink and slip into something a little more naked.

Please call me back as soon as your phone is charged, if you die tonight I don't want the last thing I said to you to be "I just farted a little"

I just ate a dove chocolate and the wrapper said "chocolate: always your valentine" WHAT KIND OF JACKASS WRITES THESE AND WHY MUST THEY MOCK ME?

[Shika was back, and Nill was grateful for it. So very glad that he was safe, but... it was lonely, knowing he was back and that she couldn't really go see him. Not because he didn't want to see her, but because it was probably the best thing she could do right now.

But it was still lonely, still too quiet. None of the people she cared about were really living with her anymore. And Naruto... she didn't even know what to do about him, to think about him right now.

So, curled up on her nest of pillows and blankets in her room (she didn't really have a bed), Nill pulls her NV out, and begins texting Yosuke.]

Do you want to get tea?

still alive?

[ring ring]

The world we live in is in trouble. The companies are the ones in control of a government that doesn’t want to help its people. Kids are getting picked up off the streets and sold into slavery, and that’s not even the worst thing that could happen. There are superheroes here, like Superman, and Batman. But they can’t be everywhere at once, as hard as they try. They need help, but superheroes can’t ask for help. We can help. We need to take control back of this island. We need to make sure no one else dies out in the darkness. We have the time, the energy, and the know-how to do all of this. My name is Red Robin. If you’re interested in fighting against injustice and helping people, then come to Sector 11 on the 24th at 9:00 pm. The first meeting of the Teen Titans will take place there, and all questions will be answered. If you don’t want to join, no problem. This message will delete itself 30 minutes after being opened, no matter what you decide. - RR