11 comments for “Mini RP: The Phone Call

  1. Vincent
    August 20, 2016 at 1:14 pm

    Call the wall removal squad.

    Yes, I’m referring to Agent Taylor.

    • Stormy
      August 21, 2016 at 8:20 pm


  2. the leaking pen
    August 20, 2016 at 1:22 pm

    “Vincent, come with me. I’ve got something for you to do.”

    Vincent hopped off the stool he was balancing on, took a banana out of his pocket and set it on the counter behind him. He looked back at the recruit he had been talking to a moment ago, who was giving the banana the side eye. “And that answers the question you were too afraid to ask.”

    He started walking behind Jessica as she left the common room and headed down the hall to the elevators.

    “I would make a joke about what you might have for me to do, but you’d probably shoot me.”

    Jessica shook her head as she stepped around the elevator, opening an unmarked door to another hall. “You’re probably right.”

    They walked down the hall, dimly lit at emergency levels. Vincent cracked the occasional joke, but received no response from Jessica, who seemed to be trying to listen for something. “Is that.. dust? Where are we that there’s DUST in the Agency?” He started looking nervously at the blank doors to their left and right. “You, uh…, you didn’t bring me here to kill me, did you?”

    Jessica stopped, whirled around and faced him. They stood for a long moment, face to face. Jessica smiled, and pointed to the wall behind them.

    “You gonna get that or what?”

    Without thinking, Vincent reached out, and picked up the phone. He held the old fashioned receiver to his ear for a moment, then held it out to Jessica. “I think it’s for you?”

    Jessica took the phone, and Vincent followed the curly cord with his eyes until it vanished into the wall. He started to reach towards the fuzzy spot where it met the wall, then thought better of it.

    “Yes? Yes, I can pass a message. Hmm, okay, got it. ” She handed the phone back to Vincent, who reached behind him and hung it up without looking. He held his hand there, and turned to look, but quickly looked back as a wave of nausea threatened to empty his stomach.

    Jessica tapped her earpiece. “Yes, Jones please. Agent Jones? Message from you. Recruit Vialencia would like an extraction from Room 172. ” From the earpiece Vincent could hear Jonesy’s tinny voice.
    “Valencia? FINALLY. Thanks recruit.”

    “You’re welcome. Also, using Vincent totally worked. You owe me five bucks. “

    • Andrea Jones
      August 25, 2016 at 12:49 pm

      It will be transferred to your account, recruit. Good work as usual. Even more impressive is keeping Vincent from breaking anything.

  3. raven
    August 21, 2016 at 5:08 pm

    mia is seen sticking her hand through said wall and is pulling out various things like a random tennis ball, a tardis key ring, deerstalker hat and a half eaten sandwich muttering things like no, thats not it, how did that get there etc. as the pile of junk reaches her knees she eventually manages to find a mobile phone with the familiar genie symbol on it

    answering it
    ‘yes sir found it sir next time though could you keep an closer eye on your things when we’re traveling through the fade sir and oh i found out where those photos disappeared too as well. what you want me to put them back but you look cute like that. fine sir i’ll ‘loose’ them again’

    • Stormy
      August 21, 2016 at 8:38 pm


      I’m going to need descriptions of those photos. For. Um. Records purposes.

      • Andrea Jones
        August 25, 2016 at 4:42 pm

        No, no you don’t. And they especially aren’t hidden in your “artistic references” folder already.

        • Stormy
          August 25, 2016 at 5:25 pm

          But Jooooooonesy!

  4. August 23, 2016 at 6:31 am

    Pacing the hall. Circling. Brrrrrring Brrrrrring… Weren’t agency doors supposed to be insulated, if not to muffle confidential conversations, then the occasional screams of some capturie? Brrrrrring Brrrrrrring…. Knock… Knock…. knock…. Knock… a couple steps back.. knock… There, a place not in the main structure of the wall. Brrrrrring Brrrrrring….

    Require: Door.

    A dusty room, stale air.. deffinetly an old feel… but in the agency? Brrrrrring Brrrrring. The corded phone sat on the desk, yellow beige of old plastec tech. Brrrrring Brrr- “Hey, Lonei speaking… oh, no, he’s sorta busy, and I think his schedual may be full for the, um, forseeable future… No, you’ll want to call the acting dirrector’s line from now on, or the field office could help… You’re welcome, have a nice day.”

    The receiver clanks back into place and an empty silence fills the room. Well, um… hope your having nice dreams. Lonie backs out of the dirrector’s office

    Dismiss door.

    Leaning heavilly on the wall, taking a few deep breaths. Okay, that was kind of creepy. Especially the voice on the other side of the line, or lack thereof. But the meaning was clear in the rising static. Standing straight, tugging their coat back into pristine lines. Walking along like nothing out of the ordinary happened. That’s how Lonei got through the day.

  5. raven
    August 26, 2016 at 4:49 am

    Mia: coughs it’s not like i dont have copies Stormy all though i think i should take another look cause Jonesy was mighty quick to step in there.

    • Stormy
      August 26, 2016 at 8:12 pm

      Dammit Jonesy!

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