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[notglitching]

ACE Messages:

There's no greeting voice when your call goes to message—only a short period of static. Or is it whirring? Either way, it might not be the device causing the sound.


[[Open for ACE calls, IC mail, or other spammy things!]]

Comments

[alan_1]

[Alan gives Rinzler a nod of encouragement.] Go ahead. [He’s become used to Rinzler’s frequent need for clearcut permission to carry out even seemingly trivial actions, and if there’s a hint of unease knowing the likely source of that tendency, Alan’s quickly becoming accustomed to providing that clarification as just a commonplace element of conversation with the program.]

Once it’s installed, you should get an option to pull up the keyboard for any text-input field. It’s a pretty simple program, but if there are bugs, they’ll probably be in projection stability and sensitivity -- can’t say I have much experience in coding holograms.

[Alan doesn’t even notice his casual use of the word “program” in its more traditional sense; it’s not exactly intuitive to come up with a synonym when coding programs was part of your job for a good chunk of your life. And still is given his position on the Moira.]

text, let's just go with the 21st

[pleasereset]

[So after a few days of being incredibly sick from a buttercup-filled pie, Asriel's at least well enough that he can use his MID again. Even though it can't be helped right now, he still feels bad that after telling Rinzler he'd come visit each day he was in the Hold, he's already broken that promise.

So at some point in the afternoon, after Asriel's more awake, Rinzler will get a text. He's unaware of the conversation that Rinzler's had with Toriel already.]

sorry i stopped visiting i got sick. are you doing all right?

permatext; permaencrypted!

[notglitching]

[The MID call draws attention. The number it comes from? Complete focus, right away. Asriel's creator had agreed to alert Rinzler if the beta's status worsened, but that hadn't alleviated any of the anxious looping. Or the frustration at being unable to know.

A message flashes back in seconds.]

Yes.

Status?

permatext; permaencrypted!

[pleasereset]

still sick. mom says i have to wait a few days before I can go out again

[Meaning that somewhere on the Moira is the most restless goat monster ever.]

i'll come visit as soon as i'm better

[notglitching]

[Rinzler can sympathize. Especially now. Still, the implications aren't hard to read: Asriel is recovered enough to communicate, but not enough to move. Which means that previously, he had been worse.]

Prioritize repair.

[There's a slight pause.]

Release date: approximately 3 user days.

[It's not quite a promise. Rinzler isn't secure enough in his own position for that—if Alan-one finds him first, he has no way to know if he'll be able to come. But the implication's there. If Asriel is still confined... maybe Rinzler can visit him?]

[pleasereset]

[But he's tired of being in bed...!

Still, Rinzler won't receive any protest. The quietness made him restless, but he was still too tired to leave anyway.]

are u coming here when you get out?

[Rinzler's second comment makes him hopeful. It would be nice to have more company while he's sick.]

[notglitching]

[There's a little hesitation. But...]

Will try.

[pleasereset]

[That answer is a very strong "maybe", but Asriel's still a kid. And to a kid, "maybe" means-]

ok!! see you in three days

[Rinzler having bigger issues on his plate after being released doesn't even cross his mind.]

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[Beta. Asriel will have to imagine the staticky snort, but Rinzler doesn't contradict him.]

Review transporter schematics.

[That's right, Asriel. Your enthusiasm got you homework. (Or, a useful distraction while he's stuck confined to quarters, but. Homework.)]

[pleasereset]

[You can almost hear the groan from the other side of the ship. Still it was better than snail worksheets war flashbacks]

ill have them memorized by the time you get here

[Not like he has anything better to do.]

[notglitching]

[No reply comes this time. Still, in a cell across the ship, one program's harsh, skipping noise just got a little bit smoother.

It's odd, having something to look forward to.]

the 23rd

[pleasereset]

[Hey Rinzler. Here's a text from one very upset goat.]

rinzler

mom says she doesn't want me to take flying lessons anymore

i'm so sorry. i'm really really sorry

[notglitching]

[...he'd wondered, back when the beta first showed interest, whether it had let its creator know. It wasn't Rinzler's business. He hadn't asked. But this is still far too abrupt, and for a moment, it's all he can do to stare at the display.]

Why?

[pleasereset]

she saw what happened at the trial

she thinks its too dangerous. i tried to explain but it didn't work

[Of course, having a flight instructor who had a murder record would be alarming for any parent. And as much as Asriel tried to explain otherwise, there wasn't a whole lot he could do. The next text Asriel sends a few seconds after might clear up why Asriel decided now of all times to spill the beans about flight training.]

i thought she'd be happy

[warandpeace]

I heard they came after you again.

Tell me where you are so I can come after you. At least answer. Let me know you're not dead.

Report.

[And if he doesn't get a response within a couple of minutes, he'll keep demanding he respond. This is eating at him.]

[notglitching]

[There's no response to the first text. Or the second. Or the third. When an answer does come back, there's more encryption than there is content, line closed and untraceable. If it weren't for the text it answers, there would be no way to tell what number it even came from.]

functional

[warandpeace]

I'm coming to find you.

[He doesn't know where he is, and barely where to start looking. It's a big ship filled with nooks and crannies and he can place a strong wager that Mama wouldn't be able to find him. He'd borrow DD, except Venom needs DD right now. The man is losing his fucking mind.]

[So he'll have to wing it. The implication is there, though. Miller will find him.]

[notglitching]

[It's a promise. Or a threat. Rinzler's not sure which by now, and he's even less sure if it matters. He doesn't reply. He doesn't move, either.

There's nowhere to go, and running hadn't helped before.]

01/05 - Text; Encrypted

[beautifulspaceraptor]

Power bricks for you at vent # PL 4 and PE 5.

Ping if location needs to be changed or if additional supplies are needed.

30/04; text

[keelahselai]

Are you alright?

You don't have to talk or tell me where you are. Just making sure you're ok.

[The text comes in rapidly after Tex's announcement. She's bemused at herself for how suddenly worried she is, but there it is.]

4/30

[gainedlove]

[The text comes a little while after Miller informs Frisk of Rinzler's...well, that he's still able to text, at least.]

rinzler r you okay? mister miller said you are im sorry i didnt help more im really sorry

[deal]

So. Are you still feeling like yourself?

[It's probably a tacky way to ask if he's been tampered with or anything, but it's not like she knows how to handle delicate situations like this.]

[notglitching]

Acknowledged.

[It. He. The line isn't hard to translate, and Rinzler's glad for the distance offered by the text. The descriptor isn't wrong, but this isn't a result he expected either.

There's a delay.]

Will resubmit request.

4/30, after Tex's post

[squadgoals]

Rinzler, are you okay?

[Then, after a moment's consideration,]

Status report?

[notglitching]

[Nihlus won't receive any response by text. But the power bricks will disappear.]