Leave Your Message After the Beep

[Aiden]

Okay, since we're all nerds, and not everyone may know who did what, I figured this could be a thread where we could record those darn people that keep calling us/texting us!

So, these aren't spot on, but you'll get the general idea.

Teagan, to Deacon: "Hey Deacon, its uh...its Teagan. When your electricity turns off tonight, I swear, it's not my fault! See, back when we were tangled up in that prank war...well, let's just say there was a stack of mail, its considered collateral damage. The bill never made it there, so...it's not my fault!"

Art, to Deacon: "Hey Deacon...it's Art. Soccer practice is over now...it has been, for a few hours...I've been standing here in the park...you were supposed to pick me up. Call me back. Oh, and the post office said you have some live cargo to pick up."

Unknown number, to Deacon: "Yes, I'm inquiring about renting a room at the Wesson?"

I can't even begin to get the law firm down in words.

Casey, to Deacon: "This is Casey. Don't worry about the lawsuit."

Aiden/Yuki, to Teagan: Aiden: "Teagan, where are the car keys? They were on the table, and now they're gone, and I need to leave to go somewhere, and if I'm late--"
Yuki: "Teagan? Where is my Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion, Volume 1, Chapter 6? It was supposed to come in the mail today, and you got the mail. I had it specially imported from Japan. If its not in my hands by the end of the night, you're dead."

Teagan, to Aiden/Yuki via text: The keys are right next to the speeding ticket on the counter of the bar. You didn't see them because you're still in denial that you were speeding and refuse to acknowledge the ticket's existence...and Yuki doesn't get her book back until the bruises go away from when she attacked me in training. Signed, Teagan.

Aiden, to Teagan via text: What speeding ticket?

Teagan, to Aiden via text: Exactly.

Yuki, to Teagan via text: My knife will be at the ready for when we next meet.

Teagan, to Yuki via text: And if any harm is inflicted, I guarantee you'll never see the book again.

So, post any continuations or new conversations :D

[Teagan]

The law firm call went something like this: "Hello, is Deacon Rook avaliable? ...no? Could you take a message for me? I'm c alling from Pattenson and Roberts firm, and would like to make you aware of a lawsuit filed against you. My client claims that, during a stay at The Wesson, they underwent extreme agitation, which included having a gun aimed at them. Any comments or questions? ...have a good day."


Casey, to Teagan via text (surprise): Prank is ill-advised. I suggest surrendering the comic to its owner.

[Yuki]

(sent via text)

Use of the knife is frowned upon. Manners will surely help retrieve the comic.
- Casey

Jigoku e ike.
(^translation: "Go to hell.")
- Yuki

[Casey]

While I have yet to send one, here's one I have received:

Ran a background check on your roommate, if you get what I mean. Might have demon tailing. Will follow up. Carry salt as precaution.

[Teagan]

Casey, to Teagan, via text: Don't eat the chicken today. And make use of the plethora of salt around you. - Casey.

Teagan's reply: Just to spite you, I ate the nuggets.

....BREAKING THE FOURTH WALL!!!....

Casey, to Teagan, via text: Your trunk has been demon-proofed. Don't mention it. -Casey

[Teagan]

Text conversation between Aiden and Teagan:

Teagan: Um, my way of saying thank you for the credit card I used to buy a timeshare in Hawaii with...don't open your closet until I get back.

Aiden: Thanks? But when Fm you think we'll be going to Hawaii?

Teagan: ...did I say "we" would be going?

Aiden: How are -you-going to pay for things when I cancel that credit card? You don't just go on vacation when you get tired of hunting. It doesn't work like that.

Teagan: For the record, my parent's anniversary is coming up. I'm not tired of hunting, smarty. As for the credit card, I'm always learning new tricks. This time from the best.

Aiden: If you just prank Yuki, and let up on me, I'll teach you how to run a credit card scam.

Teagan: Alright, let me spell out what I said subtlety in the previous message: I. Know. How. Oh- ignore my previous warning. Enter your closet.

Aiden: Yeah, but you don't know how to block them, and I can easily find any calls you make, and track your phone calls to credit card companies. Don't even screw with me.

Teagan: Says the naive to the prank/tech/electronics master.

Aiden: Fine. Say bye to Hawaii.

(It didn't continue on, but it shall not be posted as to ensure canon quality.)

[Yuki]

(sent via text)

Hey Yuki...I was cleaning up a..."project" and found some sheets of music paper. Know anything about them or can I throw them away?
-Teagan

Where exactly did you find these sheets of paper?
-Yuki

...Upstairs.
-Teagan

Why were you in my room?
-Yuki

What? Who said I was in your room? I never said that!
-Teagan

(At this point, Yuki had to...go out and run some "errands" (in which she needed the sheet music paper, but did not dare go into her room to retrieve it, lest Teagan spot her. Yuki would get back at her somehow for that.)

[Yuki]

The following day after the above post, sent via text.

I know you were in my room, don't even try to conceal it. I'll also have you know that that sheet music was needed yesterday evening, and the person who needed it did not have it in their possession, thanks to a certain someone. They are not pleased.
-Yuki

Under the floorboards is a funny place to store something you need...
-Teagan

It was placed there to keep it away from tramps such as yourself.
-Yuki

Tramps? I'm hurt, Yuki.
-Teagan

If there term offends you, then perhaps you shouldn't act like one.
-Yuki

I wasn't acting like one! I was cleaning up...a project.
-Teagan

Well next time, take your so-called 'projects' elsewhere and stay OUT of my room.
-Yuki

[Aiden]

Aiden, to Teagan, via text: Hey, so, what Yuki did while I was driving wasn't cool. I had things under control, and SHE would have made us crash, not me. Anyway, I'm at the store right now. Need anything, if you catch my drift?

Teagan, in response: I completely agree with you. Get rubber cement, sardines, and coffee mixers.

Aiden, to Jefferson, via text: Bet I've more demons than you have in the last year with my awesome faction. Admit defeat.

Jeff, in response: Fine. I don't wish to argue. You are the better hunter.

Aiden, in response: That's right >:D I'm saving that text. Proof, old man!

[Teagan]

Call to Aiden, from FBI Agent: This is Agent Lawson. I'm calling to let you know that there's a warrent out for your arrest based on credit card scams and over 71 speeding tickets. Turn yourself in or we will be forced to take action. Good day.

Call to Aiden, from Yuki and Teagan:

Police sirens in the background:

Yuki: Hello Aiden, this is Yuki. Teagan and I are in a bit of a predicament. The tavern is surrounded by federak agents. Teagan has been holding them off for a while, though I do not think her...methods...will last much longer.

Teagan: Hey!

We know there's a secret way out, though the location of the exit is unknown to us--

Teagan: My traps! RUN YUKI! RUN!

Gunfire is heard, and silence but for the police sirens screaming to the heavens

[Aiden]

The following conversation was sent via text, and is a supplement to the messages posted by Teagan.

Aiden: Not my fault you two were reckless with your fake credit cards.

Teagan: And your speeding tickets have nothing to due with this?! A bullet freakin' grazed Yuki's arm!

Aiden: I. Don't. Get. Speeding. tickets. Where do you get this delusion? And you obviously made it out so it's all good.

Teagan/Yuki: We are not amused.

Aiden: Connect red to blue, and yellow to green to get the car to start, there should be an old mustang where the tunnel empties out. If they catch you, I've moved out of state for three months now.

Teagan: We haven't, er, quite made it out yet. More in the middle of a high speed chase. Which, if it weren't deadly serious, would be amazingly awesome.

Aiden: Yuki realizes that high speed chases include high speeds, right?And the feds won't chase you for that long, they're actually quite lazy.

Teagan: ...She's not actually going that fast. It's Yuki, remember? And her arm is bleeding. I hope you don't like the car that much.

Aiden: Tell her to take the road out of town, take the second right, kill the lights, and take the dirt road into the tunnel.

[Aiden]

Yuki, to Aiden, via text: Why are all the remains of the food I cooked earlier in the trash?

Aiden: Um...I've got to be honest. That combination isn't tasty in America...or anywhere at all. Let's leave the cooking to teagan so I don't vomit all day, on the hours, mkay? Thanks.

Yuki: How dare you say that, you pathetic fool! My cooking is exquisiteand unique, especially in comparison to Teagan's mediocre meals!

Aiden: Frankly, fish covered in marshmallow sauce with a side of corn topped with country gravy, plus whatever that mystery item was is disgusting.

Yuki: That "mystery item: you speak of was wasabi. Educate yourself with the cultural food before you make such flippant comments.

Aiden: I know what wasabi is -_- I'm talking about the mystery...meat, if you can even call it that. It was putrid.

[Teagan]

Voicemail to Teagan, from Deacon's Lawyer: Hey, this is Sasha Barnes. I'm calling on behalf aof a Deacon Rook. I'm supposed to ask for fund in regards to a speeding ticket that was apparently receieved by my client in Portland. His car's been impounded....and he says he's never been to Portland. If you could please get me in touch with an Aiden Wood, to discuss a fee. Thank you, have a good day.

To Aiden, from Teagan, via text: Aiden, I just received a voicemail from some lady talking about a speeding ticket? Apparently the bill was sent to Deacon. Have anything to do with that?

To Aiden, from Teagan, via text: Aiden, I know what you can be for Halloween this year. A race car driver. And the best part is that you don't even need a costume 'cause you already are one!

To Teagan, from Aiden, via text: -.-; I am not amused.