IC Voicemail

[everysecond]

...Wait so I'm supposed to do what with this?

I guess I leave a message.

Hey, this is Rileyable Riley. Leave a message.

So does that work?




[ooc: Leave a message for her!]

Comments

[tonsofpun]

[Grumbling, she gets to her feet and holds up her arms, pulling a particularly awful-looking face.]

This is so dumb.

[everysecond]

Oh don't be lame.

[Riley gets a good look at her then walks around her before snapping her fingers.]

Yeah. You could do one of those short numbers.

[tonsofpun]

Just how short are we talking?

[everysecond]

A little past your ass.

[tonsofpun]

[Immediately she straightens up.]

You have put way too much thought into this.

[everysecond]

Too much? No way. Just the right amount.

[tonsofpun]

Fuck, you're making me blush.

[Ellie shakes her head, reaches out to lightly punch her in the arm. Even as she gripes about it, she might actually trying to hide a smile. She's never given a damn about being found attractive, but Riley's making her think about it.]

[everysecond]

You sap.

[She gives her arm a punch back before she takes a moment to add:]

I do mean it though.

[tonsofpun]

Okay. If you could wear any of that fancy stuff, what would you wear?

[Ellie crosses her arms over her chest.]

No cheating and saying a vampire mask, that's stupid.

[everysecond]

Anything?

[She thinks about it a bit.]

Nice dark pants, some kind of tank, and a white shirt with buttons all open with the sleeves rolled up.

[It'd look nice and she'd feel badass. She likes it already.]

[tonsofpun]

[Blinking at her, Ellie is actually astonished at how nice that'd look.]

... wait a second, is that what you wear anyway? Just different colors?

[everysecond]

Only way nicer and with you next to me in a cute dress.

[tonsofpun]

Again with the dress thing. Really?

[everysecond]

You are going to change your mind after I get you in one.

[tonsofpun]

This is dumb, and you're dumb.

[Ellie rolls her eyes and plunks herself back in the chair. But damn it, Riley's got her thinking, and something like that might be fun, in theory. Dressing up, pretending to be like something from the past.

It wouldn't change who they were, but-]

[everysecond]

Actually, I'm a genius. You simply haven't recognized the fact yet.

[Flopping down in the chair next to her, she grins and nudges her with her foot.]

Come on. You know you want to see if I'm right.

[tonsofpun]

... fine.

You get one shot. And you can't tell anybody about it, got it?

[everysecond]

[Hands in the air.]

Yes! We are so doing this soon!

[She's not even found a joy in shopping but she will find one just to get Ellie in the outfit she's picturing.]

[tonsofpun]

[Ellie tries not to encourage her, but she can't help but smile. Riley can get her to do anything, it seems like.]

Any chance we can find one that covers my arms?

[everysecond]

Hey, I'm keeping my gloves so you're keeping the long sleeves. End of story.

[tonsofpun]

Cool.

[It does get her to smile, and she leans against the table.]

So we've got a list now. Camera and clothes. And training.

[everysecond]

Sounds like a decent list to me. It's a lot to cover. Of course, I'll get more added for us soon enough.

[Because she's Riley and that's what she does.]

[tonsofpun]

I'm fine with that. Still got work and school, though-

[Ellie stretches, arms above her head, until her back pops. Ugh.]

What about you? Are you gonna go to school?

[everysecond]

I don't know. I might have pissed off the head so he probably doesn't want me there.

[She shrugs because whatever. He can kiss her ass.]

I've got a job at night a couple times a week though.

[tonsofpun]

Teach is pissed at everybody, all the time. Don't worry about him.

[He's also their neighbor. Cheers.]

-really? Already?