[And here's Blue; stopped mid-lift with stack of books in hand, sorting and putting away returns at the Great Library by an abrupt and nebulous ping to his amulet. He frowns, pausing for a moment to concentrate on it. It ...didn't feel familiar to him, the way he would immediately be able to place a call from those from his world, or Killua, or even someone like Squall or Ventus that he's spoken to now and then. On the other hand, something about the vibe it's sending across doesn't feel totally foreign, either.]
[Instinct tells him to ignore it, but curiosity gets the better of him. He sets the heavy stack (it's like 4-5 books come on Wurmple) down on the nearest table and huffs, mentally letting the call through.]
's Blue. Who is this? [Not the ...friendliest reception ever, but not exactly hostile, either.]
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[Instinct tells him to ignore it, but curiosity gets the better of him. He sets the heavy stack (it's like 4-5 books come on Wurmple) down on the nearest table and huffs, mentally letting the call through.]
's Blue. Who is this? [Not the ...friendliest reception ever, but not exactly hostile, either.]