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[This is the Inbox of one Ben Hargreeves. Alive and well. Hopefully that is.]

[Please leave a message if he doesn't answer right away!]

Date: 2019-04-18 03:15 am (UTC)
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Hi. [ A rueful smile at his communicator, though Ben can't see it. ]

Someone on the... network? Told me about them, and that there's one in De Chima. Where I live. It reminds me of the exercises Dad had us do as kids. I don't expect Klaus or Vanya to be interested, but... I could try something like that, I think.

[ Because of course that had been childhood for these children: jumping through hoops for Sir Reginald, solving puzzles as quickly as they could before the bomb placed in the room exploded with them. (98% sure that it actually was a real bomb, too.) And yet claustrophobic rooms weren't going to be everyone's cup of tea, and understandably so, knotted with bad memories as they were. He'd suffered through one of his own for years, too, but the loneliness had been the problem more than the moon base itself. ]

Date: 2019-04-18 03:33 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] obediences
Yeah. Need to keep my skills sharp, right?

[ Luther. ]

Date: 2019-04-24 01:08 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] obediences
Of course I want to have fun.

[ It's not that the man doth protest too much, but -- more that the words don't sit right on him. It sounds stilted on Luther's lips, in that recording. Like he actually, maybe, genuinely, doesn't know what fun is anymore. ]

Date: 2019-04-30 11:26 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] obediences
[ He supplies the address Steph gave him in De Chima, then pauses to consider the question. Ordinarily Allison might be down for something like this, but nothing's ordinary right now. She doesn't have a voice to communicate rapid-fire with them anymore. Her daughter is dead. 'Fun' is hard to come by. ]

Maybe Allison, someday, but-- we should give her some time.

I don't really know anyone else yet, outside of the academy. If you have anyone, though...?

[ There's a faint uplift of curiosity in his voice as dangles that question; curious about what Ben's been carving out for the past month-plus. The people he knows. Friends. A life. ]

Date: 2019-05-18 01:45 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] obediences
Okay. Sounds good.

I'm looking forward to it.


[ It might have sounded flat and terse in text, but with the benefit of audio, he can hear Luther's happiness, the warmth in his voice at the thought of this. Because it's Ben. It's Ben, his brother, his long-lost dead brother, and them making plans to spend time together. Just the two of them. Something which had been such a long-ago foregone impossibility, up until this month. ]

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