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Someone at the agency had thought they'd gotten smart. In order to prevent minor felony actions occuring...such as tampering with US mailboxes and running stop signs...the infamous messenger had been given a job he didn't like nearly as much.
He got to use the agency phoning system.
Geeez....it wasn't like he'd ever hurt anyone...
Sighing, the messenger picked up the phone with a lot less enthusiasm than he had in delivering those messages.
When the phone was answered, though, he did enjoy making his voice sound all weird.. Once he'd acted like a cat, and one time like a spooky salesperson, and once he tried to pretend he was Charles himself...He'd have to try doing that when calling a pizza place or something.
"Hello, this I am calling from the S.H.R. Agency, is this InsertNameHere..ah, I mean, Ruriska James?" The messenger grinned. He was following script. At least that part was to the tee. Of course, he ignored logic like putting in names and asking people who were so obviously not who he was looking for that same question.
He got to use the agency phoning system.
Geeez....it wasn't like he'd ever hurt anyone...
Sighing, the messenger picked up the phone with a lot less enthusiasm than he had in delivering those messages.
When the phone was answered, though, he did enjoy making his voice sound all weird.. Once he'd acted like a cat, and one time like a spooky salesperson, and once he tried to pretend he was Charles himself...He'd have to try doing that when calling a pizza place or something.
"Hello, this I am calling from the S.H.R. Agency, is this InsertNameHere..ah, I mean, Ruriska James?" The messenger grinned. He was following script. At least that part was to the tee. Of course, he ignored logic like putting in names and asking people who were so obviously not who he was looking for that same question.
....
"Hello.. what?.. Tsk, give me a second."
There was yelling in the background of the phone, mingled with a thudding noise and the the crackle of the phone as it was roughly picked up.
"'Hello... yeah, this is Ruri."
Having just got out of the shower, a drippy and rather annoyed towel clad Ruriska waited impatiently for the messenger to blurt out whatever useless rubbish he had in store. No doubt it was going to be the crap she always got these days when she rang up, demanding Charles to get his butt into gear because Raleigh was complaining again.
"What does he want?" A yawning Raleigh asked as he leaned in the doorway, Yasuo and that other funny looking one next to his legs.
