ic contact (mask or menace)

[hackitude]

"Hey! You've reached Skye. Leave a message. I mean, if you want to. Or uh, don't. Whatever."

Comments

[valr]

Doesn't mean people couldn't figure it out in a couple decades.

[hackitude]

Yeah, but most people don't.

I mean, take Tony Stark for example. Smartest dude I know personally. Runs a multi-national, multi-billion dollar corporation founded on his own science. Twice my age. Still gets tripped up by his ego.

[valr]

Then he's not really that smart. Being good at science isn't the only way to be smart.

[hackitude]

Lol wow don't let him hear you say that

Ah who am I kidding, he's probably reading this right now.

[valr]

What's he gonna do if he is?

[hackitude]

Nothing if he knows what's good for him, since he shouldn't actually be admitting to reading my personal communications.

[valr]

If it turns out he's reading your personal communications I'll break his leg for you.

[kara....]

[hackitude]

Awww. That's sweet. I knew you cared.

[valr]

Are you gonna get started on that again?

[hackitude]

It's funnier because now I can just imagine your grumpy face without actually having to be on the receiving end of it.

[valr]

Did you just call me grumpy?

[hackitude]

That was the word I used, yeah.

[valr]

I can take back that invitation.

[hackitude]

Oh come on. It's totally justified payback for calling me perky. Or can you not take what you dish out?

[valr]

Perky was accurate.

[hackitude]

And grumpy isn't?

[valr]

Grumpy is what you call kids who missed their nap.

[hackitude]

... Okay. Standoffish, then.

[valr]

I'll take that.

[hackitude]

Aaaaahhh how the tables have turned.

[valr]

I have no idea what you're talking about.

[yes she does]

[hackitude]

Uh huh.

... I'm dressed, btw. When are you coming to pick me up?

[Yeah, she was typing all that in her head while dressing.]

[valr]

[Skye that's weird.]

Give me five. And your house number.

[hackitude]

Sixteen.

And I'm expecting nothing less than the whole flying horse pick-up, you know.

[valr]

I can fly but I'm not a fucking horse.