Claudia Donovan (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
artifacetious) wrote2013-07-13 11:55 am
artifacetious) wrote2013-07-13 11:55 am
[asgard IC contact]
Congrats, you've reached the Claudinator. Leave one at the beep.
Congrats, you've reached the Claudinator. Leave one at the beep.
Hey, Oi Sasuke--
Are y'there?
Man, this thing has been like stupid right? I think I accidentally touched that ice too much, my fingers still feel frozen.
We should go out for ramen, yeah? I'm gonna get Gaara to come too.
I'm coming over there now. I can see your house.
Er, yeah I'm here. You comin' down?
Are y'there?
Man, this thing has been like stupid right? I think I accidentally touched that ice too much, my fingers still feel frozen.
We should go out for ramen, yeah? I'm gonna get Gaara to come too.
I'm coming over there now. I can see your house.
Er, yeah I'm here. You comin' down?
Hey there. It's Claudia, right? I'm Ash, we talked a few days ago.
I'm betting this has occurred to you already, but remember when you were asking about things we need around here? Seems like we need some way of communicating without these bracel--
[there's a bit more to the message, but it's lost in static]
I'm betting this has occurred to you already, but remember when you were asking about things we need around here? Seems like we need some way of communicating without these bracel--
[there's a bit more to the message, but it's lost in static]
I've been fiddling -- If you even get this message, I'm at the forge most days 'til sundown.
Ramen sounds great.
Seems like we've got some wires crossed in the com network, though, maybe you should just ring the doorbell.
Seems like we've got some wires crossed in the com network, though, maybe you should just ring the doorbell.
I think we really need to talk about your texting habits. This is getting sort of ridiculous.
Excuse you, my texting habits have always been ridiculous. But I've never actually texted you. Wrong number?
Yeaaaah, I know, I know.
If you wanna come for ramen, you should just come. There's a bunch of people now.
[Almost everyone he messaged ended up getting invited one way or another.]
If you wanna come for ramen, you should just come. There's a bunch of people now.
[Almost everyone he messaged ended up getting invited one way or another.]
[the reply ash tries to send to her is a garbled mess, but he shows up earlyish the next day.]
Good morning. Hope I'm not interrupting anything tricky.
Good morning. Hope I'm not interrupting anything tricky.
Looks like it. Unless your name's Arthur after all.
[ Claudia glances towards the door, waving a ring-wearing hand cheerfully. It's clear which corner of the forge she's claimed as her own -- she's in a spinny desk chair, coffee mug in hand and sneakered feet up on the workbench. ]
Nope! 'Sup, Ash?
Nope! 'Sup, Ash?
I'd make a terrible Arthur. We already have one back home, as a matter of fact, and I can feel his disapproval through the time-space continuum.
Hi, Merlin. :o)
Hi, Merlin. :o)
[Well, that was easy.]
Oh right. Lemme send ya the dot thing!
Oh right. Lemme send ya the dot thing!
Two Arthurs is one too many. First hand experience.
Who is this?
Who is this?
Sounds like there's a story there, do tell.
It's Claudia Donovan.
It's Claudia Donovan.
[It's probably easier to just talk instead of text, he's still pretty slow at finding the keys and all. So switching to video now.]
There was another Arthur here not too long ago, a female one. At first they weren't all that similar, but turned out they both liked teasing me.
There was another Arthur here not too long ago, a female one. At first they weren't all that similar, but turned out they both liked teasing me.
If it helps any, mine is a crotchety old man and would probably just yell at you for being in the way.
[Merlin doesn't bother covering his laugh.]
He's not actually another world's version of Arthur, right? I don't know if I'd be able to look Arthur in the eyes if it is.
He's not actually another world's version of Arthur, right? I don't know if I'd be able to look Arthur in the eyes if it is.
Definitely not, but the idea of swapping for a day sounds fun.
Hey Claudia. [There's a grin on his face that some of his friends would recognise and feel wary of.]
I promised you I'd help you meet new people, didn't I?
I promised you I'd help you meet new people, didn't I?
[ Lucky her! Or unlucky? When she calls back it's clear why she didn't answer the first time -- she looks pretty disheveled, smudged with dirt and soot, safety goggles pushed up on top of her head. She's neck-deep in rebuilding efforts. ]
Hey, Merlin. You did! Should I run for the hills?
Hey, Merlin. You did! Should I run for the hills?
I hope not. [He's a bit puzzled.]
I don't think there are any hills around here--at least in the city.
I don't think there are any hills around here--at least in the city.
I'm kidding, it's just the way you said it. Like... [ she puts on a manly sounding voice: ] 'Claudia, you said you needed to get out more! Go pick up my dry cleaning!'
[How do you wash or clean something if it’s dry? Merlin decides not to ask—sometimes these future things are just too confusing for him.]
I didn’t really sound like that. [Did he? If he’s starting to sound like Arthur, there’s definitely a problem.]
I didn’t really sound like that. [Did he? If he’s starting to sound like Arthur, there’s definitely a problem.]
[ She gives him a 'yeah you totally did' look for a few seconds before breaking into an 'I'm screwing with you' grin. ]
Nah, not really. What did you have in mind?
Nah, not really. What did you have in mind?
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