Witchy Willows: IC Inbox

[meowterspace]

Hey, you've reached Lance. If you're a cute girl, feel free to leave your number. If you're Keith, please hang up before the tone.

Comments

[meowterspace]

One who's trying to fit in and get information from the locals by talking to them like a normal person.

[whatsacactus]

[He's not even bothered, even if his hackles instinctively go up. Lance has that effect. Lance should know how he is by now.]

Whatever. You're here.

Did your information from the locals get you anything useful?

[meowterspace]

Other than "we're stuck here, get a job"? No. Did you find any food in those leaves?

[whatsacactus]

Yeah, that there's some festival going on later this month, and magic's... A thing here. And I haven't seen the others.

[meowterspace]

I haven't either. Just you, unfortunately. So... I guess we're gonna go try to find them?

[whatsacactus]

I've been looking.

Lance, I don't think they're here.

[meowterspace]

Hey, no. Don't start that, you didn't know I was here until you saw the ad.

[whatsacactus]

Yeah, and I'm pretty sure they would've answered your looking for Voltron post if they were.