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The Shade ([personal profile] foreshadower) wrote2012-10-28 11:45 pm

IC Contact

IC CONTACT


[ Shade prefers letters or other sorts of mail, but he can also be contacted through text or voice. ]
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[personal profile] runningstart 2014-08-25 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
ive got the lease!!!!! can i bring it over or

how do u wanna do this
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[personal profile] runningstart 2014-08-25 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
some taken

but sure w/e im at the park in heropa
runningstart: but you got that cake i wanted right (ww; you guys really didn't have to)

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[personal profile] runningstart 2014-08-25 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
[KF had just zoomed right over to the park before he'd even texted Shade back, just because he's pretty sure inviting the guy into his house would piss a couple people off. Instead he's sitting in the park, lease folded up in between his hands and tapping his feet nervously against the sidewalk next to the bench.

Shade showing up as he does is just as creepy as Wally thought it would be, but he just stands up and fishes a pen out of his pocket.]


Yyyep. [god it's weird having a conversation with the shade, it will never stop being weird. WHAT DOES HE EVEN TALK ABOUT, THE WEATHER?] Ssso. How about them 'noles, huh? Bet they won a game...thing. Whatever they play. [dear god]
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[personal profile] runningstart 2014-08-25 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Wally shifts his weight awkwardly when the Shade flaps out the lease and begins reading through it. He glances around the park, cracks his knuckles, whistles. Sniffs and shoves his hands into his pockets.

Lllleeeeans over to read the lease out of the corner of his eye.

Looks away.

...leans over again. Shuffles a little closer to Shade and reads.]
Ssso I talked to the landlord, and he said it was okay if we paid in cash. Like, apparently he'd housed teenage runaways before, and said that all he needs is an adult's name on the lease, someone with good credit. But like, that if we miss payments you'd be the one to get in trouble, but it's not like you won't know where we live so if we skip out you can find us. But we're not gonna! We're not gonna skip out. We just...need your name on there, that's all. We'll take care of everything else, I swear.
runningstart: four balls on the edge of a cliff (ww; okay picture this)

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[personal profile] runningstart 2014-08-26 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, not a soul. [Wally grins and mimes zipping and locking his mouth shut.] Far as I know, you're just the real Slim Shady.
runningstart: but even cooler (ww; slick as ice)

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[personal profile] runningstart 2014-08-27 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
Yup! [Wally grabs the lease and eagerly looks it over.] This is all I needed. Seriously, thank you so much, this means a lot to me. [He turns to leave before- oh, yes.

He pauses, digs a picture out of his pocket and hands the Shade a picture of a rare first-edition print of Moby Dick in what might be an old cellar or warehouse. It's in a glass case at least, to protect it from the elements. It's also surrounded by lights and mirrors on all sides as well as below, leaving the area virtually free of shadows.]


Found this at the flea market the other day. I don't think the guy knew what it was worth, because he let go of it for like forty bucks. [Considering he also tried to sell Wally a busted smartphone for three hundred dollars, he doesn't feel too bad for taking advantage of the deal.]

It's in De Chima somewhere, but I won't tell you where. I'm gonna be running security detail around it for the next week until I move it to another location. No more location clues after it gets moved.

I also called in a few favors and had Robin set up a few security measures to protect it from theft. ["A few" meaning "a fuckton" considering he's a Bat and all.] Have fun!
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[personal profile] runningstart 2014-08-27 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, well I'm quite the hero! [Not his best comeback, but the guy was disappearing.] So freakin' dramatic, [Wally murmurs with a smile, eyes darting between the late evening shadows before he folds the lease back up and jogs out of the park and back for home.]