ic contact;

[condoner]

This is Tsunemori! I'm sorry, I'm not here right now, but please leave a message. I promise to get back to you once I'm able. Thank you very much! ( action → text → voice → video )

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text;

[endgamer]

hey

Text | within a few days of the intro

[yourfononsarewhack]

Miss Tsunemori. It's been too long since we last spoke. I wonder how you've been?

We should meet up again and catch up. In fact, let's make it happen today. Please come to the following address at 6PM. I will see you there. : )

[The enclosed address is a host club in the Pleasure District.

Isn't this one way to discreetly collect information?]

text;

[zitteraal]

[ Guess how many times he's had to type and retype this message, the answer is at least 5 times. ]

Have you been feeling anything irregular.

text; after they're unceremoniously dumped back into their apartments

[coefficiency]

Inspector Tsunemori. Did you make it back in one piece?

[ HE WAS SPLIT OFF FROM YOU HE WORRIED THE WHOLE TIME ]

Video \\ 3/27 \\ Mid-Afternoon

[theincredibleherc]

[ If you thought you'd seen the last of Herc, Akane, you were wrong. He's emerged from Jungle Hell as chiseled and shirtless as ever. And after a shower, he'll send a few calls.

From the kitchen table in his place, which is laden with food. He's a growing boy after all. But he sounds serious, and concerned...]

Akane, when you get this, call me back.

[ CALL ]

[zitteraal]

[ ok guess who was actually worried when he noticed Akane wasn't listed there for a while— jeez Akane!!

so when he scrolls around and finds Akane's name, back here in he registrar, he heaves a long breath and doesn't even bother texting: voice is more reliable. ]

—Tsunemori?

[ don't sound so concerned, eel, you're being obvious. ]

action

[abhors]

[ Crazy night at the library, huh? After finally freeing themselves from that place, Kogami had dropped Akane off at her apartment. He lingered around until she got in her own clothes and gave him his shirt back, then left her to rest while he spent the whole night researching and cross-referencing these symptoms with any other accounts. It's fine, he doesn't sleep anyway.

When dawn finally breaks, he's buzzing at her door again, this time carrying hot cups of coffee and a bag of burgers from McCeres' breakfast menu. Hopefully she was back to herself, but if not, at least they got breakfast handled. He'll eat those things himself if she doesn't want them!! ]

action; 4/20

[abhors]

[ Previously on Cerealia PD... Kogami and Tsunemori crack another case! A murdered jewel shop keeper and nothing of value stolen? A revenge killing? No, it turns out it was just a malfunctioning cleaning droid, which the shopping centre director tried to cover up because their droids only clean, not kill!

Letting their own task force droids wrap up what remains of the case, Kogami meets his partner in crime fighting outside of the shopping district, just near their police vehicle. He offers her a cigarette, but doesn't say anything yet, instead he appears to be trying to solve another puzzle... the curious case of Akane Tsunemori. ]

action; why.jpg

[adminproof]

[You know what's great about having powers? Having powers. You know what's not great about having powers? Depending on them for literally everything because that's how you were made, how you can even function, and then having said powers suddenly go haywire thanks to ghosts.

Which is how Alcor finds himself teleported into Akane's apartment in cube form, lying on one of his cube faces, next to the living room coffee table (thankfully not on top of it). Fortunately(?), he can still sense what and who's in the apartment, and calls out.]

...Are you there?

[Congratulations, she's gained a new piece of furniture!...? One whose voice sounds suspiciously like Makishima's but hopefully the red and black stripes will give away his identity...]

4/27

[coefficiency]

I apologize if I caused a panic.

[ You know, suddenly disappearing and thing. ]