Voicemail/IC Contact

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[VOICE/TEXT/VIDEO; OPEN TO ALL.]
(Carmen, you probably want this one.)

"State your name and whatever business you may have with me; I'll return your call once circumstances allow."

[Please state in the subject line if OOC planning is preferred and we can handwave like the wind, but otherwise IC will be assumed!]

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That's fair, I suppose.

May I ask you something?

[ossifragant]

It's only fair since I've asked you.

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Why are you telling me about this?

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Because I trust you.

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[...Oh. Well, that's...actually rather stupid of you, if you ask most people, but...]

Fortunate for all parties involved, then, that I don't believe in backstabbing people I'm partial to.

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[And Greed wonders why his life keeps going to hell...

He's also not quite sure what to do with that statement, so he decides to take it as a good thing because he's not wise enough to take it as a Greed what have you done.]

You're right that is pretty fortunate.

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[Well, at least this version is decidedly more intelligent and decidedly less prone to doing...whatever it is his counterpart does, because everything his counterpart has done that he's heard about has been a terrible life choice.

...this is a running theme with you people, isn't it.]

I also don't mind talking, should something else come up.

Granted, I can't really advise on this or give any relevant information; as I've said, in my own version of Amestris, the Gate is...well, it's decidedly not that, let's put it that way.

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[Well, when your representation of the other Amestris is mostly Greed and Archer's tendency to say these ridiculous things...]

It's not going to come to that.

I've been told what's on the other side for you. It doesn't mean that the same isn't true for my version. I have no way to prove or disprove it even if I wanted to.

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While I've obviously never been inside, I...may have seen mine once. I don't know for sure, however; my memories of it are strange in ways that they usually aren't, so I have reason to believe it was likely a hallucination of some sort.

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When did you see it, if you don't mind my asking?

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My death was a bit on the slow side.

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[UH]

Then that's one thing that our worlds have in common.

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[...YEAH...]

Do you know what happened to this other version of myself, exactly? Archer has never told me and I know better than to ask him; I don't know if anyone's told you, so I admit this is a long shot, but I'm curious.

[ossifragant]

Archer told me without meaning to, though not the details. He was given orders to do something by Pride. I know Pride pretty damn well. Whatever those orders were, the actual intention was to have Kimbley get himself killed.

Everyone who knew the truth had to die, knowing the way the master works. That included Kimbley.

[There's a pause before the next reply.]

Archer too.

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I'd worked out that much for myself, actually, though I obviously didn't know about your master's involvement. Archer told me about the mission they were on, and he told me about his friend's death some time later, and I was able to piece it together from there - it looked like a setup to me, nothing about it struck me as right.

He's still alive back in Amestris, though I don't know for how long. I know what becomes of him after the fact; there's an array that went off, but it didn't kill him. Yet, anyway. The damage will eventually.

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He knew what the purpose of the lab was, didn't he? Yet he would would send soldiers into a city-wide array. Unless he didn't realize what it was for.

Wait a minute, you're telling me he survived?

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...I know why he sent the soldiers in as well.

But yes, that's what I'm telling you.

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[He's pretty sure he knows why he sent the soldiers in but he doesn't exactly feel comfortable discussing that.]

I don't know if that's luck or fate giving him a shitty hand.

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[He wouldn't discuss it even if he was asked to; it's not his place and he's fully aware of that.]

...it's the latter, believe me.

[ossifragant]

I'm not sure I want to know what Pride's response to that was.

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Not particularly kind, from what I've seen.

[ossifragant]

No, I figured it wouldn't be.

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It's not something that I can discuss indepth. You understand.

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Yeah. I get what you're saying.

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Either way, my own death wasn't the result of some sort of conspiracy or anything; I lost a battle. I wasn't as vigilant as I could have been, I suppose.