[phone] [BACKDATED TO SHORTLY AFTER DAY 2]

[lettertomyfutureself]

That definitely wasn't my idea of a good time... and from what I hear, things are only getting worse. Nursing a bullet wound in my shoulder isn't exactly fun, either, but I think I'm gonna be okay.

Locke and I found something. A disc, CD of some kind. I don't have a player, but I'm gonna guess someone out there does. We're gonna need it if we're going to learn what's on this thing.

... Oh, and Locke? Come over. We need to talk. About stuff...

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[closerthanheaven]

You need to talk to this person, do you? [He sounds way too enthused by this.] And, really Heather, a bullet wound isn't much to complain about, is it?

[lettertomyfutureself]

I can shoot you in the shoulder and we can find out.

[closerthanheaven]

I'm sure you'd love to that, wouldn't you?

You didn't answer my first question.

[lettertomyfutureself]

It's none of your business, anyways.

[closerthanheaven]

Announcing like that makes it anyone's business that might be...listening.

[lettertomyfutureself]

No it doesn't. You're just saying that because you're a gossip hound.

[gandere]

You know, there are healers for that sort of thing.

[ Says the unusually obnoxious sisterly figure just a few feet away. ]

A disc though? Can I see it?

[lettertomyfutureself]

You know my aversion to magic. But here, -she passes the disc over-, it looks like a CD-R of some kind.

[gandere]

[ Magic isn't all that bad, but Rin's not in the mood to preach. Instead, she's going to hold up the disc towards one of the ceiling lights, staring at it as though it was a foreign object.

She's a 90's kid. ] What.... is this? [ What is a CD-R? ] Combat Defense Ready...?

[lettertomyfutureself]

... Compact Disc Recordable. You use a computer to put files on them, usually music files.

[gandere]

So this thing has music on it? [ Really, that's the best they can uncover... ] What a disappointment.

Oh! But there are people here with computers. [ Who was that nerd she saw once? ] If a computer can put files on them, then a computer can--!!

[ Wait for it: ] Remove files from it too!

[ HER MIND IS SO BLOWN. ]

[lettertomyfutureself]

-Rin, you are...-

Or, or, we can use it to play the audio files, assuming there are any.

[1_truth]

Ne, after you find out what's on the disc, would you mind sharing?

[lettertomyfutureself]

I intend to, yeah. But I need a CD player, first.

[1_truth]

I wish I could help with that, but I haven't regained anything that would be of use-someone may have regained a laptop though, that would play a CD.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Assuming it's a more recent laptop.

[1_truth]

I'm sure someone has something you can use-if I get anything like that as regain then you can borrow it.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Thanks, kid. Got a name?

[badend_replay]

CD player?

... mi. Have you found one yet? I could help look.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Nothing yet. Still looking.

[relic_hunter]

Heather! Oh thank goodness...

...

I'll be over as soon as I can.

[lettertomyfutureself]

Hey, I told you I was gonna be fine. Don't worry about it, okay? Just get your butt over here.

[relic_hunter]

Right, right...

[That said, he hangs up and does head over.]

[lettertomyfutureself]

-Hoo boy... this can only go awkward places... But maybe good awkward places. Heather waits on the couch, having made sure she'd be left alone for the evening.-

[relic_hunter]

[He knocked on the door, after a good half hour of walking. He waited for her to answer, almost a little nervous about things. Almost. Not quite.]