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WHO: Meredith and YOU
WHERE: the app
WHEN: Sometime on the 19th
WHAT: Someone is less than pleased with the strange app on her phone and stranger creature in her apartment...
WARNINGS: None

I'm still not convinced this isn't malware, but seeing as it showed up shortly before someone found a way to place some sort of... animal in my apartment, I can't rule out the two being related. So whoever you are, if you're the one responsible for leaving this here, kindly come retrieve it immediately.

Attached is a photo, featuring an honest to goodness griffin just kind of lounging on a couch like it owns it.

Please. I'd like to be able to watch the game tonight, and my lease doesn't allow pets, anyway.

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[She’d text, but she’s busy at the moment riding a unicorn to her workplace, so her voice comes through over the faint sound of always I wanna be with you and make believe with you:]

If someone did place a—a beaked lion thing in your apartment as a prank, then they’ve gone to some very strange lengths to place a robot unicorn in mine as well! Whoa there.

[The galloping sounds slow to a trot.]

No, but I think—you wouldn’t be the first person to ask this on the network, someone was looking around before because a dragon had imprinted on them and wouldn’t go away.

Perhaps the best thing to do would be to hide him from inspection? I’m not certain he’ll go away, and honestly he seems quite a lovely animal.

There was definitely something familiar-sounding about that voice, but also not. It was probably nothing, and Meredith was still preoccupied with the whole... creature in her apartment thing anyway.

She still switched over to voice though, that definitely sounded like the other person must be driving or something with the radio on, or so she could only assume.

"Right, because one should just go around stuffing large wild animals into a closet to hide them."

She heard the 'robot unicorn' part, she really did, but it was all a bit much right now and she had to take things one piece at a time.

Has he done anything that strikes you as wild just yet? It rather seems as though he's simply hanging out on your couch. Perhaps he'll be quite agreeable, and allow you to hide him somewhere when your landlord shows up.

But oh, is there a game tonight? I had quite forgotten about it, with everything that's happened lately.

"I'm pretty certain that wild lions spend plenty of time just sitting around, until they get hungry, at least. That doesn't make them any less wild.

"And there's always a game, though whether or not it's a team you care about is another matter."

Not everyone was into sports enough to be familiar with the usual schedules, she knew that well enough.

You sound like a dear cousin of mine, she's been into sports since we were quite young. I ought to send her an e-mail, check in on her—I was rather abrupt, leaving town the way I did.

[No she hasn't clocked who this is yet. She's just a little bit nostalgic on account of the game, that's all.]

Well, it might be that you could pass him off to your landlord as a particularly big stuffed toy? Most people in Kaisou can't actually see the supernatural happening right in front of them.

"Your cousin?"

Something's nagging at the back of her mind, but she still can't quite pin it down. It's the accent that's throwing her off, really.

"Super--" Hold on. "I had assumed it was some animal somebody had dressed in a costume as a prank, you're saying it's not?"

This conversation is going to be headache-inducing, isn't it?

My cousin! She still lives back in the Midwest, I imagine. If I know Berry, she's probably watching the game right now.

[She's...a little sad, about that. She can't just call Meredith up anymore, nor anyone else from home. God knows it'd be difficult to explain—well, everything that led up to her leaving that job she was so happy about.]

It's not. Somebody could have left it in your apartment, but it's not dressed in a costume.

There was a long pause as the mention of that nickname finally made the pieces slide together. It still took a moment, because this all was a lot to take in, but after a moment:

"Lulu?!?"

She might not have really heard anything after that.

Berry?! When on earth did you get here?!

"What do you mean? I started a job here months--what are you doing here, last anyone heard you were working on a film!"

Cue realizing how odd an excuse that really is in three... two...

That movie's finished shooting, [which is true, but Lucy doesn't mention she left before it finished,] I've been here for months now! I've been helming a radio show, did you really not—

[She stops right in her tracks.]

Oh, right. The accent, you wouldn't know.

To be fair, unless said radio show was a sports cast of some kind, there was a good chance Meredith had never even heard of it, let alone tuned in.

"Yes, that--is that one of those method acting things or something?"

She needed a moment for her brain to catch up with all this.

"And if the movie's finished, why didn't you say anything? I just assumed you were out of touch because of some kind of ridiculous NDA... thing....."

And there it was, as how absurd that sounded finally started to dawn on her and make her wonder why she ever thought that in the first place.

No, it’s—well, this is going to be quite a lot to explain, but the short version is it appears I was British in a past life and it’s bled through.

[A pause.]

I can give you the longer version if you drop by the radio station. And an explanation over why I haven’t been in contact, as well—you of all people deserve to know.

".... Past life."

One could almost hear the expression of disbelief in her tone. As if having some kind of monster camping out on her couch weren't enough already.

"Though, sure, why not. If you have any ideas how I'm supposed to get past that.... whatever it is. I have no idea if that thing's even tame."

I know, I wouldn’t believe me either. But you must realize I wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t true.

[She’s just going to save the part about said past life being in a classic novel for later.]

It hasn’t tried to bite your face off yet! I think that means it’s quite tame.

"No, I--That's not the kind of joke you'd make."

That didn't make it any less unbelievable right now, but it was something.

"I don't know, it might just mean it isn't hungry yet."

It would be a rather tasteless joke anyway.

[A pause, during which the faint sounds of and live in harmony harmony oh love can be heard over the phone.]

Has it done anything else besides sit on your couch? Is it trying to get out? Has it broken anything?

"Not really, at least not that I've noticed. But it hasn't been there long, either."

Maybe she should try sneaking to the kitchen and getting it something to eat? She was starting to think that might be the best approach for now.

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