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[motiv8]

I got a ticket in my mailbox with the Retrospec logo on it? It's got a really long number and then something about "to communicate and link with your friends."

Any clue what that's about?

[jurai]

You too, huh?

Got one just today, but mine had a 'with a surprise inside'

GUESS WHO'S GETTING A CEREAL BOX PRIZE

[fiddlestick]

Haha, yeah. Crow'll finally get the decoder ring every kid dreams of.

[That's a joke ok]

Hmmm, I wonder if it's your ARCUSes. They can do both those things.

[motiv8]

So what do I... do with it, exactly? This ticket?

[jurai]

There's a mailbox you take it to where you punch in that number and

Boom

Out pops your present


Elliot took me there to get my guns, we could head there together since I've gotta pick mine up too. Maybe get some pancakes while we're there

[fiddlestick]

Waffles, but other than that it's just as Crow says.

I'm in Tisse now, so I could meet you guys there. Crow, think you can show him the way?

[motiv8]

That sounds like a plan for me. I just got back from classes for the day, so as soon as I drop off my bag, I'm good if you are, Crow.

Where do you want to meet up?

[They don't exactly live the closest to one another.]

[jurai]

Waffles are just pancakes that leave an impression

How's the bus stop by Recolle Uni sound? We'll need to take it anyway


Get your clipper card

[fiddlestick]

Haha, okay. Seeya soon!

[Elliot Craig 🎻 has Signed Off]

[motiv8]

Works for me. See you there.

[True to his word, Rean makes his way to the bus stop after dropping his bag off at his dorm. He flops down on the bench as he waits for Crow, sighing.

Why the heck is it so hot out? It's the beginning of January and there was plenty of snow last month, so what the heck...]

[jurai]

[It's not much longer before Crow makes it to the bus stop either, coat tied around his waist and hands in his pockets.]

Am I fashionably late? Hopefully you didn't miss a bus waiting for me.

[Despite the heat, he's...reasonably cheerful.]

[motiv8]

[Rean looks up, raising a hand in a quick wave.]

Hey. Yeah, we can call you fashionably late if you want. I haven't been here for that long. So no busses to worry about.

[He'll move over to offer Crow a little more room to plop down as well, if he wants it.]

Crazy weather we're having, isn't it?

[jurai]

[Without question, Crow'll plop next to him at the bus stop, putting one of his legs up to rest on his knee as he leans back.]

Tell me about it...I've been in Recolle for at least two years...last winter was nothing like this, you know?


Almost kinda freakish.

[motiv8]

Mm. [Rean nods once, worrying his lip a little.] I was here last year, too, and I don't remember anything like this.

[Then again, he also doesn't remember the sun being blocked out for a month, so, you know. Not being on the app is perhaps crazier than being on it.]

I'd certainly call it freakish. Gotta wonder if it's Retrospec stuff...

[Rean hears a familiar engine noise in the distance, and perks up.]

Ah, the bus is coming.

[jurai]

You know, I wouldn't put it past Retrospec. They're responsible for the Yeti Olympics, after all.

[But with the engine heard in the distance and the bus quickly approaching, Crow swings himself to his feet, offering a hand out to Rean to help him up.]

Got your card?

[He'll just step onto the bus when it stops, flashing his really quick and waiting for him so they can choose a seat.]

[motiv8]

True enough... what'd you do with all that fish, anyway?

[Rean takes Crow's hand to get up, nodding and mumbling a quick thanks before fishing out his wallet. It's black leather, with a chain attached. Ow, the edge.]

Yeah, always have it on me. Besides, it'd be pretty embarrassing to forget when you already reminded me.

[Rean follows behind Crow, flashing his and plopping down with a sigh in whatever seat Crow chooses beside him.]

[jurai]

Hmm? Oh, it was way too smelly so I gave it to the local fish place after I packed it up. Let them decide if they were gonna trade it to be chummed or something. Seemed pretty grateful.

[It doesn't take long for them to arrive in Tisse, thankfully--it's just a short bus ride away, but it would've taken quite some time if they'd walked.

When their stop comes up, Crow's quick to go pull to let them know to stop, gesturing for Rean to follow.]

[motiv8]

Ah, makes sense. Glad it seems they didn't ask too many questions about it, though.

[After that, it's a pretty uneventful bus ride – and one Rean is thankful for, because even if the walk wouldn't have taken them ages, it is just way too hot to be bothered right now.

Rean's quick to follow Crow off the bus once they reach their stop, though. As they reach pavement once more, he's immediately looking around for any signs of Elliot, or the Wiffle-Waffle. Whichever comes first.]

[fiddlestick]

[Lucky for you guys, Elliot wasn't lying about being already in Tisse. When they get there, he's already there, leaning against the wall of the Wiffle-Waffle as he listens to his headphones- headbobbing to music. Ah yes.

But he's not completely lost in the music, so when he spots them, he lowers his headphones around his neck and gives a wave. That violin case is sitting next to him]

Hey guys!

[jurai]

[Crow's the first to wave him down, giving a little two fingered salute before stuffing his hands in his pockets.]

Yo, hope we didn't keep you waiting too long.

[All things considered, the commute was pretty quick.]

[motiv8]

Ah, hey there.

[Rean waves as well, trotting right behind Crow. While Crow and Elliot are exchanging pleasantries, he'll examine the surrounding area.]

Huh. I never even really noticed this place before...

[fiddlestick]

Haha, oh no! It was just enough time for a music break.

[Nothing like listening to music for a few minutes to cleanse the soul man. But he nods to Rean.]

There actually used to be a big Retrospec building here. Then one day, it disappeared and all that was left was the waffle place and the mailbox.

It's strange, but the waffle staff doesn't know anything about the app, so I don't recommend bothering them about it.

[Because god they've been interrogated so many times]

[jurai]

Huh.

[That's news to Crow. At least, the part about it just popping up. He'd already learned not to talk about the app unless approached first, at least when it came to being in public.]

Well, not like we're going there to chat about the app, anyway. There's waffles to be had after this.

[He'll put a hand on Rean's shoulder and lead him to the mailbox, though.]

Here it is.

[motiv8]

That's... really weird.

[But it's the same with Rean. He's only brought up the app to people he either knows are on it or people he's pretty sure are on it, and with the latter he stays purposefully vague.]

But, yeah. No need to bother them if they don't know anything. Thanks for the information, Elli— ah...

[Well, okay, he's getting led along to the mailbox now. Hm, maybe it's a problem that he caves so easily under Crow...]

All right, so I just... pop in the number, then?

[He fishes out his wallet – black faux leather with a chain attached, because the edge – and pulls his ticket out from there. Well... here goes nothing...

In goes the ticket, and there's a soft thunk from inside the mailbox before Rean can pull open the door. And when he does... oh, hey! That sure is a steampunk flip phone.

Rean pulls it out, turning it over in his hands and examining it with no shortage of wonder in his eyes.]

[fiddlestick]

[Elliot follows after these two, smiling the whole time. He gives a nod to Rean's question]

Yep! Easy as that.

[He lets Rean go through it, figuring it out for himself. And when he pulls out that item? well, Elliot knows what it is]

Oh great! That's your ARCUS!