Voicemail Post

[suitably_heroic]

"Hey. This is Atton. If you're getting this, I'm either not around or I can't tell you where I am, so leave a message and I'll figure out if I want to get back to you."

Beep.

Comments

[suitably_heroic]

Cherry. The Hawk's on Dxun right now, probably not a big target, but we're heading back to Citadel Station after this, Atton texted him. Probably should be able to get something there.

[myownface]

Sweet. If you don't arrive there to like four boxes of cherry Pop Tarts then my mission was a failure and I'll stock you up on double that next time you make it out this way.

That would do, right?

I will resort to yodeling on the phone at the gnome if I have to in order to get them to crack.

[suitably_heroic]

Atton cracked a slight smile.

Hey, I'm not going to stop you if you decide to drop them off personally, either, he wrote.

It was Citadel Station. They'd probably be fine.

[myownface]

... That WOULD involve a lot less yodeling.

You were really good at this temptation thing, Atton. Sparkle was already googling weekend Portalocity ticket prices.

[suitably_heroic]

Well, there you go, Atton wrote. We're taking off tonight, if this news about Onderon's right.

[myownface]

Yeah? Well, you tell me when to meet you there, man, and I so will.

With the aforementioned Pop Tarts and probably some real food besides.

[suitably_heroic]

Tomorrow morning. I could do poptarts for breakfast.

That sounded ridiculously good right now, actually.