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[hypomeneo]

[The recording begins regularly enough. A deep voice intones with all the enthusiasm of a call center operator giving their rote pitch:]

Hello, this is Waver Velvet. Leave a short message with date, time, and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...

[Suddenly there is an excited voice in the background clamoring for Waver's attention and not going to let up until Waver completely gives them exactly that.]

Stop! Idiot! Can't you see I'm trying to record something?!

... hold on! Hold on!

[This thing still on? Yes? Okay then...]

Give me your number! I'll call you back when I bloody well can!

[More excited cajoling and Waver squawking before the recording goes click!]

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP

[Oh dear. Oh dear. ... Waver hasn't gotten around to changing this, has he? You're hearing it, after all. Maybe you should... remind him to change his voice mail message. After you leave your message.

Remember! Leave a number!]

Comments

[hypomeneo]

Better give her a heads up too. I'm going to talk to her soon too, but given everything, it's better she knows sooner than later.

[It possibly has to do with that also always secretly Zhuge Liang thing. Right?]

With Iskandar right now. I don't want to be far from him right now.

[unlucky7]

I'll let her know.

Can't blame you. You two take care.

[A small pause.]

Hey, drinks and food on me the next time we have a chance.

[hypomeneo]

Thanks. We will.

[He can feel the awkward and the struggle to come to terms with this shift in him. It's awkward on Waver's end too. He wants to say nothing's changed - it's still him.

But everything's changed with the return of his memories. He's still himself but also someone new again. Waver Velvet died in Chaldea, he's not quite that man either. If anything, being shinki has let himself see himself a little more truly. See truths covered up by all the insecurity and self loathing and bitterness.

That changes a man.]

I'm looking forward to it.