Regular network number (easily accessible): 0080207226
Secondary cell phone number (hard to get, may not answer at first): XXX-257-3776 "The user you have dialled is not available at this time. Please leave a message after the tone."
Primary cell phone number (holy cow how did you get this?): XXX-544-8664 "This is Kallie. Leave me a message - with your name. Thanks."
[ Kallie waffles a bit - there is something she's implied but left out of mentioning directly, regarding how the things can be killed. She just still doesn't really make a habit out of informing people that her network alias is especially apt...
In the end she decides that whoever this is is probably smart enough not to allow the critter near any considerable sources of electricity. One can hope, anyway. ]
[ And he'll probably need her name for that, won't he-- which is something he is not going to get here right now, no matter how much he misspellingly pleads with her.
She doesn't answer immediately this time, or even after several minutes. It's ass-crack-o'clock and she was planning on going to church in the morning. You jerk. ]
By the time she's switched back to voice, Kallie's tone has gone dark, more than a little blurry with reluctance. She's definitely kicking herself by now, mentally chastising herself over not latching onto the signs that Sierra was another numbered when they first met. Of course, every tiny little thing seems terribly obvious in retrospect... ]
There's not really any guarantee it's secure, but... I haven't heard any evidence that it's not.
[ After a moment of indecision, Sierra switches to voice, too, for ease of use. It's faster, and, well. She may as well. It's not like she hasn't outted herself, here. ]
I've never used it before. I mean - I've never had the...reason.
[ -- Geez, she must have seemed like such an idiot, Kallie thinks. Not the kind of first impression she'd want with anyone, never mind... well, she can't decide if it's actually fortunate enough that she actually has a chance to explain now. Turns out this is pretty much intensely awkward either way. ]
I've- seen you before. In pulses.
[ Going back months, even. She lets out a long breath through her teeth, sweeping a hand through her hair in an unseen but no less agitated, self-conscious gesture. ]
[ The description doesn't really ring a bell in relation to anything else Kallie's received herself so far, but she did get yet another pulse from it that she has yet to sort out in the aftermath of this sudden revelation. It too doesn't seem relevant, though by this point that doesn't really surprise the woman. Half the time what comes to her from the phenomena seems determined to be as random as possible.
With a lack of any idea of where to go from there, she just goes for the first thing on her mind. ]
[ By this point, Kallie had more or less given up on getting any sort of willing conversation out of this one...... so when she 'signs on' the network and sees this, it's definitely a surprise to her. Is this a dream?
Of course, with everything else going on, she can't help but be a touch suspicious too, especially since last she knew he was kind of... working for Thunder Corp and all. She responds with distinct carefulness in mind. ]
[Insert a gif of a bony, thin kid's left hand, Miles' obviously. For a few seconds nothing happens, until something does.
Something that can only be described as bright blue light appears without warning, swirling around his hand, until it dissipates like mist. And of course it goes on and on since it's a gif.]
[ There's nothing more than radio silence for a minute or three, as Kallie just kind of watches the image for a while- there's no recognition initially, but considering she has had some luck in the past with focusing on something until an Echo finally happens, coupled with her being pretty sure that she should know it given the context...
No luck, though. If there was ever an instance where Lightning saw such a thing simply being demonstrated like that rather than used, apparently it wasn't enough of a memory to come back to her just yet. ]
Actually, Kallie recognizes that probably she should find that description really strange, but by now... she really doesn't. She's been producing random feathers out of nowhere since not long after she got the ability to hit things with magic purple lightning bolts. So ... yeah.
She totally freezes at the question, though. The emotions she feels in response to what she's seen of the other woman? Needless to say, they could hardly be described as 'relief.'
Plus... ]
Have you-- do you know someone named Jake Harrison?
[ This isn't actually as much of a non sequitur as it sounds, honest. ]
[ It does sound the non sequitur, though, and Sierra can't help but be puzzled.
Jake Harrison?
The name doesn't strike any chords, and after a moment of considering, she shakes her head, before remembering she's on the phone. Network. Whatever. ]
[ Silly Kallie, assuming that of course it should do something destructive. Of course! What other purpose might there be?
But hey, given this sudden opportunity, there is something she was already wondering about from earlier, after seeing what he'd had to say elsewhere on the network. Quick on the tails of the above (and before she can second guess asking it): ]
[ Huh... well... um. Suddenly awkward. NEVER MIND-- or so Kallie really wishes she could say. She was sort of the one who happened to bring him up out of nowhere, after all. 8| ]
He's... someone else, here on the network. [ She lets out a quiet breath, considering her words carefully and trying not to let too much more discomfort slip into her tone. ] From one pulse, I remember- the three of us were arguing.
[ Although 'argue' is kind of a strong word to apply to Serah's part in the matter. Details. ]
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