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[geophile]

"You've reached Steven Stone. Leave a message, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

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text; i'm dying squirtle

[geophile]

[ in all seriousness, steven isn't sure what to expect from any of his texts lately. he knows that the robots have been getting violent (seeing as he's just returned from fighting off several of them), in addition to impersonating their masters.

he wants to trust who's on the other end of this text, but... ]

Who's asking?

text; this is going to be awful and i love it

[trueend]

frisk

[And after a second or so, for authenticity:]

know i cant prove it
but robots being really really weird right now
and my friends from home arent answering
so
dunno who else to ask

text;

[geophile]

[ damn it. something like that... it's hard to tell if this is really frisk, or the robot that's been following them for the past week and a half. it's concerning, and his intuition can't read something like this.

he wants to believe. he'll follow along for now, but stay alert and not reveal any more than necessary. ]

Did it hurt you?

text;

[trueend]

[There's a long pause before Steven gets another reply. Someone sure is going for 110% protagonist authenticity.]

ill be ok
more worried itll hurt someone else

text;

[geophile]

We'll make sure it doesn't. But if you're hurt, you need to tell me so I can help.

[ now he's scared. if this thing hurt an innocent child... that's not something he can forgive. ]

text;

[trueend]

ok

[There's a pause between this and the next text.]

could use bandages
one i have isnt sticking anymore

[IMPLYING THEY'RE BLEEDING. This is awful.]

text;

[geophile]

Where are you?

text;

[trueend]

bathroom
think my apartments open
but not sure

[... And mind the mess. There may or may not be small trails of blood and oil in the hallway leading up to the apartment, as well as inside of it.]

➝ action;

[geophile]

[ well, that's really all there is to it, isn't it? he doesn't reply, instead opting to take action. he knows that he's taking a risk in this, but there's no time to waste. if the injuries are minor, he can take them to his apartment and patch them up there. if they need more attention then that, it's the hospital.

the blood and oil trail that he sees leading up to their suite is troubling, to say the least. the door to it is indeed open, but there's a moment of hesitation before he opens the bathroom door...

but he does. ]