001 » You Never Call me on My Tell Phone

[prodigalvampire]

[Thomas has been keeping a fairly low profile and away from most people, going out at night to get a better feel for things around here, but after the speech in the square and the week-long party, he's decided maybe he should get to know the others here, since apparently some crazy gods brought them here to rebuild the place.

Besides, eventually the Hunger that makes up half of his soul is going to demand to be fed, and while he can subsist on nearly nothing for quite a while it is nearly nothing, not nothing at all. Still, when he starts the transmission, it's pretty tame and not at all suspicious.]

You know, these phones really clash with the decor. Do they just throw things into a hat and see what they pull out this week? How many of you are familiar with these things?

[Because knowing the sorts of people he's trapped here with is important.]

Comments

[stickyflippers]

Hm...

[Something he needed found... Nothing comes to mind at the moment unfortunately.]

Nothing is lost at the moment, but I’ll certainly take you up on the demonstration if something of mine goes missing?

(ooc: Actually, on the subject of finding things, do you want to FTB soonish?)

[prodigalvampire]

Sure, if you want.

[OOC: That works for me!]

[stickyflippers]

You’ll definitely hear from me if I do.

I’ll be letting you get back to your day though, nice chatting with ya.

[ftb!]