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."
[ -- 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. ]
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. ]
[ 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. ]
[ If only Kallie knew how badly her preincarnation would be tearing her hair out by now...!
But she continues to hold her tongue awkwardly, pausing uncharacteristically again and again as she wrestles with her thoughts. Let's be real- even if common etiquette surely has little to no coverage for something quite like this situation, blurting out that someone you're talking to was, in a past life 1) apparently your sister, and 2) engaged to someone they've never met, just seems... incorrect.
After a few seconds, she settles on as diplomatic as phrasing as she can come up with on short notice. ]
I was mad at you two. Something about-- l'Cie.
[ She winces a little, but also kind of holds her breath as well- to see if there's any recognition of that particular term from the other woman... ]
[ Sierra repeats the unfamiliar phrase. Unfamiliar, but she doesn't stumble over the pronunciation. Like the taste of it is familiar, although she's never heard it before in her life.
This life.
The hollow feeling still isn't familiar, but after she steadies, her voice trailing off on that single word...
...She doesn't remember a single thing. At all. But then, why...?
Shivering a little, Sierra rubs her arms, looking down as she thinks about it. ]
- what on Earth?!
[ Give her a few seconds. Apparently now she has a tattoo until it disappears mysteriously someday. ]
Naturally, she's on edge immediately, zero to anxious in nothing flat. She hadn't been intending to-- but of course, even if it's still mostly buried back behind the initial alarm, she knows that she's likely caused an Echo here... ]
[ Okay? Kallie's confused, not sure if she's stating that as set-up to something else, or if that's the reason Sierra suddenly reacted. Her thoughts loop awkwardly as she silently frets; there's a reason why she's typically not that keen on phone calls and their audio-only format, after all... ]
[ ... Well, Kallie's gotten a piercing out of an Echo before (and of course there's the matter of her stubbornly pink hair), but while a tattoo's definitely not quite as bad as turning into some weird creature or something, still...
She makes a disgusted sort of sound in the back of her throat, but other than that, she's still not really sure what to make of this. She doesn't remember anything like that from her "memories." ]
Another pulse...
[ -- Though wait, crap, she's totally the one who caused it. CRAP. And yet, preemptively- ]
[ Yeah, Sierra...can't really connect this tattoo to anything Kallie just said. Unfortunately. She has no idea what it means. l'Cie was the word that seemed to trigger it, but what would that have to do with a tattoo?
How was she going to explain this to anyone.
...
Why was talking to Kallie so dangerous? ]
It means I'm going to have to tell my parents I got a tattoo, I guess.
That silence from Kallie just now? This is... a woman who's pretty damn bad at hiding things. It's probably not such a good idea to get attached to your natural color staying that way, girlfriend. ]
She...doesn't want to ask. She's pretty sure if she asks right now, she's going to get told that actually her hair is naturally neon blue or something in the memories Kallie has had of her.
Sierra wants to live in ignorant bliss that she can be a brunette forever.
If she knew the actual color, she might finally cotton on to the whole "so I guess we were sisters in a past life" fact, or at least sort of realize there was more of a connection than randomness. ]
A-anyway...I guess if there's nothing else I should...go.
[ Before her hair goes neon blue or something that's super against her work's dress code. ]
[ God, how awkward, but Kallie does manage to keep her mouth shut in accordance with Sierra's silent wishes. She's not the type to blurt out things of that nature in any case.
What else is she supposed to say? 'Sorry,' again? Kallie's got enough tact to keep her from getting into fist fights with strangers at least, but here she's entirely stumped. There's a lot whirling through her head, but the majority of it she doesn't dare to voice. ]
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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. ]
That's why... I was acting like that.
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[ She'd seen the other girl that time, yes, but...that sounded like she'd seen her a lot. Pulses, plural.
Serah's not sure what to think, but... ]
It's okay. I - back then, when I saw you, I - well, you heard me telling Elly, didn't you?
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[ 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. ]
You said... I was in armor?
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[ Sierra sits back on her bed, trying to picture it again - although she doesn't have to try very hard.
That memory is easy to call up, even though she still can't quite believe it's hers. ]
It was - strange, a little. There was sort of half a skirt, but it was made of feathers. I could try sketching it, if you want.
...What have you seen of me?
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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. ]
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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. ]
I don't think so. Should I?
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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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[ Jake Harrison. Sierra makes a mental note to try to keep an eye out for whoever-that-is, although maybe she shouldn't if they weren't getting on.
That probably wouldn't bring back pleasant memories, if that were the case, right? ]
What about? Were we - did we not get along?
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But she continues to hold her tongue awkwardly, pausing uncharacteristically again and again as she wrestles with her thoughts. Let's be real- even if common etiquette surely has little to no coverage for something quite like this situation, blurting out that someone you're talking to was, in a past life 1) apparently your sister, and 2) engaged to someone they've never met, just seems... incorrect.
After a few seconds, she settles on as diplomatic as phrasing as she can come up with on short notice. ]
I was mad at you two. Something about-- l'Cie.
[ She winces a little, but also kind of holds her breath as well- to see if there's any recognition of that particular term from the other woman... ]
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[ Sierra repeats the unfamiliar phrase. Unfamiliar, but she doesn't stumble over the pronunciation. Like the taste of it is familiar, although she's never heard it before in her life.
This life.
The hollow feeling still isn't familiar, but after she steadies, her voice trailing off on that single word...
...She doesn't remember a single thing. At all. But then, why...?
Shivering a little, Sierra rubs her arms, looking down as she thinks about it. ]
- what on Earth?!
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Naturally, she's on edge immediately, zero to anxious in nothing flat. She hadn't been intending to-- but of course, even if it's still mostly buried back behind the initial alarm, she knows that she's likely caused an Echo here... ]
What? What happened?
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[ Give her a second here, she's...not sure what to say. ]
I have a tattoo?
[ How is she going to explain this to her parents...?
Okay, granted, she's old enough to get a tattoo, but...
Why. ]
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[ Okay? Kallie's confused, not sure if she's stating that as set-up to something else, or if that's the reason Sierra suddenly reacted. Her thoughts loop awkwardly as she silently frets; there's a reason why she's typically not that keen on phone calls and their audio-only format, after all... ]
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[ She's panicking a tad here. It's...not rubbing off, but that should be obvious, that it wouldn't.
How does that even happen.
That's not something that normally happens! ]
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She makes a disgusted sort of sound in the back of her throat, but other than that, she's still not really sure what to make of this. She doesn't remember anything like that from her "memories." ]
Another pulse...
[ -- Though wait, crap, she's totally the one who caused it. CRAP. And yet, preemptively- ]
I... don't... know what that means.
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How was she going to explain this to anyone.
...
Why was talking to Kallie so dangerous? ]
It means I'm going to have to tell my parents I got a tattoo, I guess.
[ ... ]
Non-magically.
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[ She's not sure what else to say. Good luck? Or, well... ]
Sorry.
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[ YEAH. YOU KEEP THINKING THAT, SIERRA. ]
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[ YEAH, ABOUT THAT...
That silence from Kallie just now? This is... a woman who's pretty damn bad at hiding things. It's probably not such a good idea to get attached to your natural color staying that way, girlfriend. ]
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She...doesn't want to ask. She's pretty sure if she asks right now, she's going to get told that actually her hair is naturally neon blue or something in the memories Kallie has had of her.
Sierra wants to live in ignorant bliss that she can be a brunette forever.
If she knew the actual color, she might finally cotton on to the whole "so I guess we were sisters in a past life" fact, or at least sort of realize there was more of a connection than randomness. ]
A-anyway...I guess if there's nothing else I should...go.
[ Before her hair goes neon blue or something that's super against her work's dress code. ]
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[ God, how awkward, but Kallie does manage to keep her mouth shut in accordance with Sierra's silent wishes. She's not the type to blurt out things of that nature in any case.
What else is she supposed to say? 'Sorry,' again? Kallie's got enough tact
to keep her from getting into fist fights with strangers at least, but here she's entirely stumped. There's a lot whirling through her head, but the majority of it she doesn't dare to voice. ]... Good luck, I suppose...
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[ She just needs a little bit of time to readjust her view of the world.
And hey, after that they can go get coffee and stuff. ]