Exsilium IC Contact

[khajidont]

Jaime's cell phone is more or less plugged riiiight into his brain, so he tends to pick up like 99% of the time! If not, however...

"Hey, Jaime here! Leave a message, and I'll get back to you ASAP."

If you want to reach Blue Beetle, his voice is technologically altered, a slight robotic tinniness to his otherwise human voice.

"You've reached Blue Beetle. Leave a message after the beep."

Comments

voice

[khajidont]

Oh, hey. I'm not busy. What's up?

perma-our respective subject lines :|b

[crossbearing]

Hmm? Not much. I was just wondering how you're holding up.

:|b

[khajidont]

I'm good as new. Wish I could say the same for the city. How 'bout you, everything turn out okay on your end?

[crossbearing]

You and me both.

Everything's fine. ( She got stitched up, even. There's a moment of he contemplating going on, before: ) I was going to see if you've been eating properly since you got here. In my experience, teenage boys aren't the best at nutrition.

[khajidont]

[That spurs a surprised, almost disbelieving chuckle from Jaime. That is totally not what he was expecting.]

That's why you called? I've been doing okay.

[crossbearing]

( Dryly: )

That, and to see how you feel about pasta. Do you have plans for lunch tomorrow?

[khajidont]

Pasta's awesome, and I'm free.

[The type he's had is not, in fact, awesome. Happily he has no basis by which he can tell the difference with and anything starchy and covered with some variety of sauce is great in his book.]

[crossbearing]

( She considers for a few moments: he's a fellow cape, and she's not the most free with her identity. But him being one of them makes the difference, here, and he's a kid who'll she be able to keep an eye on better if they can communicate on a civilian basis, as well.

She switches from anonymous, but the message remains private. )

Good answers.

( Brace thyself for the most amazing home made pasta, sir. The most amazing. )

My name's Helena. I'm in 504 - come by around one o'clock?

[khajidont]

[Huntress - Helena - is just full of surprises, apparently. Jaime had always gotten the impression that the other capes were a whole lot more secretive about their identities than he is, but between Helena and Steph... maybe it's just not feasible in this city.

Still, he's glad that they're not about to waltz into some poor Transport's restaurant decked out in their respective costumes in an attempt to protect their IDs.]

Helena. All right. I'll be there.

[crossbearing]

Don't be late.

( Really, though. )