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[bettercallit]

☎ Call.
✉ Voicemail.
⌨ Text.
✔ Action.

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voice l

[bettercallit]

Yeah. You didn't know? [ He doesn't exactly brag about it, though, and it's not quite what he's used to, but it's close enough; he gets to help people. ] Been working down there since I got here.

[ There's a pause, and at first he doesn't plan on saying anything, but, well, he can't deal with that look in his eyes. ]

You wanna talk about it?


[ OOC: Don't worry about it! It's good to have you back. :3 ]

voice l

[affectioning]

I know about what you did. Makes sense what you do now. Stiles' dad is the sheriff. [ His own dad works for the FBI. He can just see that look? He's good. But, this is Clint. To Stiles, he's Hawkeye but to Scott -- it's Clint. ]

Allison's gone. So is Isaac. And, so's my mom.

[ OOC: LIKEWISE. <3 Favorite CR. ]

voice l

[bettercallit]

See, I thought so, but you'd be surprised how many people get a look that makes them question the guy that hired me.

[ Sometimes he questions them, too, though, so. But that's not important. ]

Yeah, I heard about your mom. But I didn't know about the others. Sorry, kid, I know how much easier this place is when you've got people. If you ever need someone to kill time with, I'm always around.

[ <3 ]

voice l

[affectioning]

You'd be a good shot, though. Isn't that something... it matters? And you can keep track of people. Follow them. Anyone can play by the rules if they want to.

[ Not right now. ]

I'll remember that. Hey, it's nothing you did. I don't even know if the City did it. I... can't blame anyone. And that's not me. I don't blame people...