[phone calls OTA] Technical Difficulties

[st_abby]

He'd passed by the alien, gleaming thing in his room a hundred times by now, or nearly must've done, and hardly stopped to examine it. It was strange, but so were most other things in this place. A shiny, awkward looking device attached to the wall by means of a long cable, set on one of the little tables that seemed to litter these rooms. It had neat rows of square buttons with numbers etched on, and a handle, so Vax'ildan had supposed it was meant to work some feature of the room in a way he could scarcely imagine. He didn't want to break it, but eventually the boredom and curiosity got the better of him, much like with the door locks. It would probably fix itself, if it came to that.

After the first few moments spent listening to the monotonous warble that came from the handle, Vax'ildan reached to jab a finger into a button. When it beeped but did no more, he pushed another. And a third...

OOC Note: If you would like a thread with Vax, please leave a top-level comment to this post and he will reply! No need to pre-arrange, but as one does when learning new technology, he may disconnect the call etc. accidentally or your character may tell him to leave them alone in very few words if they so choose - most of these threads are likely to be short.

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[st_illunsmeared]

"A lady never gives away her secrets," Phryne replied lightly, teasing, but then told him, "I've spent a great deal of time observing people and learning things they didn't wish me to know. Since you haven't made any effort to hide your name, learning it was a simple matter. Applying it to your voice, the insight of a moment connected to the word cloak."

[st_abby]

"That's really clever," he admitted. "It's true, cloaks aren't exactly the fashion around here. Well done, fair lady. I'm not quite as clever as you - I still haven't got your name figured out yet."

[st_illunsmeared]

Although not a woman who needed praise, Phryne nevertheless basked in compliments, especially compliments on her mind. Why shouldn't she? After all, she had earned them. It put a touch of that earlier purr back in her voice when she replied, "Haven't you? The Honourable Miss Phryne Fisher. But you may dispense with the formalities and call me 'Phryne'."

[st_abby]

"Phryne," he tried it pleasantly. "Clever and Honorable. Now I'd really like to meet you, though I still feel you're getting the short end of the bargain."

[st_illunsmeared]

"Darling," she purred playfully again. "Why don't you let me be the judge of that?"

[st_abby]

She could probably hear his wry grin. She flirted like Vex bargained - natural as anything. He could appreciate it without reading too much into it. "You'll have to give me a where and a when."

[st_illunsmeared]

"Where depends on when, but now is convenient. If it is for you as well, my room is the Austrian Suite," she told him and proceeded to explain where it was. She did rather hope he would come now, since it would give her something to do that wasn't wait impatiently for Jack. "If not, then I may require a more formal engagement. A dinner date, perhaps." She teased, of course. Her dinners and evenings were booked for the foreseeable future.

[st_abby]

"I do have the very important business of calling strangers uninvited," he suggested. "But it can wait. I'll be right over."

Though Vax had sorted out the most basic function of the machine, he was still thinking of it more like communicating through his pearl earring than as an instrument of polite correspondence. Not that he'd ever been accused of having good manners before. He didn't think to say goodbye before hanging up.