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[failureisntachoice]

[ An automated voice speaks because someone hasn't bothered to set up a proper voicemail. The only part in her voice is her name. ] You have reached Agent Texas. Leave a message at the tone.

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voice;

[bestever]

Oh, just. Checking in. Seeing how you're doing.

Might have a few questions, if that's alright.

voice;

[failureisntachoice]

I'm alive and that's the best I can ask for.

What do you need to ask?

voice;

[bestever]

Okay, good. That's good. I'm glad to hear it.

So you, uh. You got Tucker's sword, huh?

voice;

[failureisntachoice]

Did he tell you about it?

voice;

[bestever]

Mentioned it to Wash. I kind of... It's hard for me not to overhear stuff, lately.

voice;

[failureisntachoice]

[ Okay, now he has her full attention. ]

...What happened to you two?

voice;

[bestever]

Nothing new. [haha! he made a funny!!] Well, alright. Something new.

Mostly, I just wanna know... Is the sword the only thing that's different?

voice;

[failureisntachoice]

No. The armor is too. [ There's a long pause as she considers whether or not she should continue.

There's a sigh then: ] And my body. Why, did the same thing happen to you?

voice;

[bestever]

[there's a low, quiet exhale. almost as though he just confirmed something that he'd been hoping for!] Right. Right. Alright...

[fuck fuck fuck this is so STUPID this is SO STUPId she is totally going to murder him.]

[but he has to. he just HAS to.]

Can I ask one more thing, then?

voice;

[failureisntachoice]

Can you start answering my questions? [ Because she's already given him too much information without getting any in return. ]

voice;

[bestever]

Yes! Yeah, sure, I can answer whatever you want, sorry. Got distracted. It's been a long day.

Whaddaya wanna know?

voice;

[failureisntachoice]

I asked if the same happened to you and you started rambling.

voice;

[bestever]

Huh? Oh, yeah. You did. Sorry about that. [he got a little distracted.] Uuuuuh, yeah, sort of? Very similar, at least. No sword for me, though.

voice;

[failureisntachoice]

Did Tucker say anything else was different for him?

voice;

[bestever]

He might've mentioned it-- look, that's not why I'm talking to you.

[a beat.] I mean, well. While I'm here, please don't kill him over it, or anything. It is kind of, y'know. Actually his.

voice;

[failureisntachoice]

That doesn't tell me if he said anything else was different. I damn well know I'm in armor that looks like his and have his sword.

[ But if she's human, does that mean Tucker might be...? ]

voice;

[bestever]

[aaand there goes the church SNAP] Oh my god! Yes, alright, he might be a robot! I don't know for sure, because Washington tried to cut me out of the conversation! Is that enough information, or do you need the playbyplay of the whole day?

I just wanted to know if you're flesh and bone, jesus christ!

voice;

[failureisntachoice]

[ Somehow, the fact that she's rolling her eyes is very evident in her tone of voice. ] Yes, I'm fucking flesh and bone.

And if you are too then how the hell is Wash cutting you out of a conversation?

voice;

[bestever]

Uuuuuuh, well. About that? He's kind of--

[worstever]

Inside of his head right now.

[failureisntachoice]

[ GREAT. As if things weren't already complicated.

Flatly: ] Just what I always wanted.

What else were you going to ask me?

[bestever]

Fucking-- Washington. Command: mute audio input.

[worstever]

What the hell!

[You're free to speak uninterrupted now, Tex.]

[failureisntachoice]

[ Okay, she has to admit that was good and earns Epsilon a laugh. ]

Yeah, make sure you keep him that way. So again, what were you going to ask me?

[bestever]

I, uh...

[a sigh. why does he do this to himself.]

Can I see your face? Like, in person, maybe?