[Kotako] - For Enter/Emeric

[red_pleather]

I clear my throat, not that I need to. I guess it's just one of those things that was programmed into us. So we would appear more sympathetic, more human. Oh, I'm so nervous. I don't know if that's programmed into me, but I'm definitely very nervous.

I tap the connection.

I hope he's there.

"E-Emeric?"






[ooc: am too lazy to make a separate journal for her]

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[asspull, feel free to tell me whether it's awful]

[interpolate]

This might be a trap. Couldn't every thing be a trap?

Therefore I am cautious before attempting to contact the connection that had been scrawled into the scrap of paper that I now keep tucked in the pocket over my heart. It might not mean much anymore, but it's the meaning of the thing, the intention.

I check the maps and overlays several times to make sure. There's no reason for them to come looking for me here even if they are listening in. Barren landscape, no Enetron tanks within three kilometers on any side. It would be pointless to create a Metaroid here. So maybe this once they'll leave me alone.

I don't relax quiet yet, though. Just in case. I stand with my computer in hand, one finger lifted to tap into the wireless and radio signals crisscrossing the city, no, the entire country.

"E-Emeric?"

Oh, mon dieu. She sounds just the same.

"Kotako?" I can't bring myself to correct her, even if I'm not who she's looking for after all, Etienne has made that quite clear.