IC Inbox [Cerealia]

[espio]

Yeah, this is Espio. I'm not here, so go away.

...

Fine, leave a message if you must, but it doesn't mean I'll get back to you.

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[Special Delivery!]

[redcinemareel]

[Remember when she said 'I'll show you justice'? Well, there is a package in your mail slot! Justice is served in the form of a tacky garment.

Don't worry, Espio, it's a size small.]

voice;

[madhatted]

[ A message pops up in your inbox from an anonymous source. How strange! If you don't delete it immediately, you'll be greeted with an audio message that's quiet, at first. In fact, it's quiet enough that just in time for you to turn it up, it starts to speak. It sounds suspiciously like Xerxes Break if you know him, but at the same time, there's a totally stupid voice being used, since it's not like Break would send this message along. Emily, though? Of course. She's such a gossip. ]

Had an x-ray done today. Guess what they found? It was you, safely tucked away in my heart! They said my heart is fine with a friend like you in it. Send this to all the people you love and care for, because if you don't, then something preeeetty bad might happen to them! Heart failure is pretty serious~! Kehehehehehe!!!

(( ooc note ; break is sending this to literally everyone in the game, so I'm sorry... Feel free to figure out he caused it, since it's not like he's trying that hard to hide it. ))

voice; backdated to 7/16

[om_nom_namur]

Oi Pinky. Got somethin' for y'. [He waggles his brows.] Get yer ass over here t' pick it up, eh?

[metachrosis]

[Espio is automatically suspicious, but he's not entirely sure why. Namur has always been rather straight-forward - not one of the people inclined to irritate or embarrass him for no good reason. At least knowing that means Espio only shoots him a text message reading 'ok?' and stops on by when he gets five minutes.]

Is this some ploy to get me over here?

[om_nom_namur]

Sheheheh obviously!

[There isn't much in the way of furnishings or decoration in the apartment, but it does have a counter and a small table in the kitchen. Namur moves a paper plate with three "cookie monster" cupcakes over to the table, and grabs a long necked bottle of rum and a glass out of a cupboard, then sets himself down on an already pre-flipped-backwards kitchen chair. Because it's his apartment, damn it, he'll pre-flip his chairs around if he wants to.]

Some 'maid was sellin' them things out in the park so I got y' some. Still eat this kinda thing, right? Wanna drink?