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Jul 15, 2016 12:03:25 GMT
Post by voodoo on Jul 15, 2016 12:03:25 GMT
she’s turning the phone in her hand, tilting it at gentle angles as if it might be revealed as a trick from some other angle. “that’s amazing. you could do so much with that! is it dangerous? like, if i turned the phone off, would you get stuck in there? i-i’m not gonna,” she hurriedly appends, “but i mean. could you get trapped somewhere and not be able to get out?”
she looks a little confused for a moment at the conspiratorial tone - it’s not like she takes nudes of herself or anythi-
ohhhhh.
“those are not of me!” she asserts, words tumbling out in a rush. she is a terrible liar, and she knows it. “okay, no, they are, how many kids are that pale and blonde, duh. my dad keeps texting them to me to embarass me.” and they are awful, these baby photos, because slavic moms are terrible and the costume shop had been just down the street. kamila is flushing, still trying to explain. “his birthday is soon! i was gonna. make a card. they’re the worst, aren’t they.”
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Jul 15, 2016 14:00:30 GMT
Post by Electromancer on Jul 15, 2016 14:00:30 GMT
 "Yeah, I keep finding new uses of it, every day, haha." She was beginning to be embarrassed, and she was usually shameless about lapping up the praise. Maybe because it's been so long since she'd talked to someone and at the same time managed to show off to them.
"Well, no... I haven't gotten stuck in anything quite yet." she said. "Besides, if I'm inside the phone, I can just turn it on again!" Well, there were those problems she had with... places that don't have very good signal or electricity, but she hadn't really explored that limitation very well yet, and that wasn't what Kamila was asking, anyway.
She giggles at Kamila's reaction. "You were so cuuuute." Alice prolongs the last word, making the images dance a bit around the screen before shuffling them right back into their folder. The electric ghost makes a strange expression when Kamila mentions her father. A somber, nostalgic one.
Then she wipes it off, smiling again. "Well, my dad's the best, so I guess you're just unlucky~" she jests, sticking her tongue out.
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Jul 16, 2016 15:16:52 GMT
Post by voodoo on Jul 16, 2016 15:16:52 GMT
okay, so she knows she might be a little full-on, sometimes, and even kamila notices the note of embarrassment in alice’s voice. “no, no, seriously. it’s cool. sorry, i should stop being like, ‘whooooaaaa’, people are gonna think i’m on the most exciting facetime call in history.” she puts her fingers through her hair to have something to do with her hand, mostly, shaking a tumble of messy silver waves over her shoulder. it makes her look a little like the victim of a strong gust of wind, but kamila is unconcerned. it’s her #aesthetic, after all.
a momentary pause. “... oh yeah.” she doesn’t claim to be the best at thinking about small details. “i guess unless the battery is totally dead or it got unplugged you wouldn’t have a problem. can you tell i flunked a lot of stuff at school?” she laughs, a full clear sound. “always like, ‘kamila, stop drawing and do some math’.”
she’s flushing bright red now - the curse of albinism, right? “nnnooooo,” is the eloquent answer, kamila hiding her face in her hands. “i looked like a creepy gremlin in fancy dress, don’t even lie.”
she only catches the tail end of the brief, melancholy look, but figures it’s probably best to let that quietly slide. “hey, don’t get me wrong, he’s cool, but i mean. he’s a USPS worker and he’s like. giant. and loud. he’s been embarrassing me in public since i was old enough to actually get embarrassed.”
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Jul 21, 2016 10:28:44 GMT
Post by Electromancer on Jul 21, 2016 10:28:44 GMT
"Uwaaa, thanks." she says to Kamila's affirmation of her compliment from before. She rubs the back of her head, looking a bit sheepish.
"Ah, don't worry, I flunked a bunch of those, too." she reassures the magician. "It's nice that all of this electronic possessing thing I do is automatic--- if I had to calculate stuff to fiddle with them devices I'll be completely useless." she chuckles.
She giggles at the other girl's reaction; reactions like those were priceless. "Well, even if you're a gremlin, you're still pretty cute!" she determines, nodding sagely.
"USPS?" she asks, then cheats a bit by searching the meaning of the acronym, using Kamila's phone's connection, no less. The browser was even visible to the witch. "Ah, so he's a postman or something?" she confirms.
"Umu. It is the sacred privilege of fathers to embarrass their daughters." Alice says in a faux solemn tone. "The only defense is to not be embarrassed!" she proclaims. "You should practice it most often by getting into situations your father can embarrass you in!" she concludes, finishing the joke, although it has a slight implication.
You should treasure the presence of your father while it lasts.
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Jul 28, 2016 16:56:45 GMT
Post by voodoo on Jul 28, 2016 16:56:45 GMT
she can’t help the laugh. “i mean... sure, silver linings, right? i’m lucky that my job just wants me to do what i’d be doing anyway, right? if i had to go to college i think i might die.” she swipes a finger across the screen a couple times to bring up the intiative ID in her passbook, rotating it with a gesture. “you wanna talk about terrible pictures, there you go. it’s supposed to prove i’m official and legal and i just look like i’m getting my mugshot taken.’
kamila watches the browser pop up - god, it’s weird to watch the phone work by itself. “yep, he’s a mailman. you know brooklyn, right? the neighbourhood we live in is this super tight-knit one, it used to be really famous for how many russian and ukrainian immigrants there were there during the cold war and stuff. and there’s my dad, he’s like this walking giant bear man stereotype. gimme a sec, i have a non-embarrassing photo somewhere.” it takes her a few seconds to find, but there it is - she brings it up and maximises it, a little smile on her lips. the facial resemblance is strong, but everything else is completely opposite. even bending over andriy towers over his daughter, his hair as dark as hers is light, heavyset and balding. “he looks like a cartoon strongman, right?”
the ‘sage advice’ just prompts something of a giggle. “ha, easier said than done, but i can try...”
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Post by Electromancer on Aug 9, 2016 9:27:19 GMT
 She moves around the screen exaggeratedly to evade Kamila's finger as it swipes through the screen.
"Oh, so you're Initiative, huh." she mumbled. There was no malice in the tone, merely a realization, something along the lines of 'I probably should have thought that was a possibility'. Then again, it also meant the tone was not that positive, either. "So they employ witches too..."
Ah, but they were talking about her pictures, not really her being Initiative, in the first place. She peers at the shot in the identification card. "Well, it is hard to get a proper smile going when pictures are supposed to be official." she opines. Not that she had that problem--- she thought she smiled wonderfully in photographs--- some of her school friends had the most amusing perplexed frowns when class pictures were taken. Now, however, normal cameras wouldn't be able to capture her face...
"I'm... actually not that familiar with places around here, haha." she sheepishly admits, after stopping the urge to search for Brooklyn right at Kamila's face. Then again, all she needed to know seemed to be what Kamila provided; she knew less about Ukrainians and Russians than Brooklyn, even, but bear man... was a slightly familiar stereotype, as far as fiction went. "Oooh, you're right." she says, at a bit of a loss for words. She chuckles.
"So, what does the Initiative have you do? Ghosts crop up usually?" she returns to that topic, maneuvering the conversation. Her father did not trust the organization... but maybe she could find some answers herself.
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