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[lightremains]

[Shadow hasn't set up his voicemail properly, so there's just a cheerful robotic voice]

Hello! You have reached the voice mail box of [an excessively long pause, then, in Shadow's voice] "....... Shadow? Was that ri--" Please leave a message after the tone!

*BEEEEEP*

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Voice - UN: UltimateLifeform

[shatteredprison]

We have room for you in our home if you want somewhere to stay.

Your room will have a skylight. We can provide furniture that you would like. Perhaps pillows for a fort.

voice - UN: Default_User

[lightremains]

[ok there's several false starts here. Forgive him, this is all new.

The first recording is about 2 minutes of silence, save for some scuffling noises.

The second is Shadow talking about something, and his voice gets more distant, like he's walking away from his phone.

The third is actually a video post, just a few seconds, of Shadow's face from a very low angle, and he's Not Happy. He clearly doesn't know it's recording.] --ust tell me how this stupid thing wor--

[finally, there's a voice message that sounds deliberate]

Hello? Is this the other Shadow?

Re: voice - UN: Default_User

[shatteredprison]

[Shadow is patient. The younger Shadow didn't seem to know what a phone even was. He can be patient. Though he does raise an eyebrow at the username.]

Hello. Yes, it is me.

[lightremains]

[usernames were not a thing in the 70s, Shadow!!! Well, they were, but he didn't have one. He wasn't allowed near the computers.]

Living with you? I... um. Wait. Skylights? Pillow forts? How do you....

[a pause, and then his voice takes on a darker tone]

... The Sonic from my dimension has been running his fool mouth, hasn't he.

[He doesn't think that maybe, perhaps, the other Shadow is pulling from his own experiences. Instead, he assumes that Sonic had chronic word diarrhea to people who may as well be strangers]

[shatteredprison]

Yes.

[That is all Shadow says at first. Because it does answer both questions and this is Shadow we're talking about.]

[lightremains]

[a low, dangerous growl]

Let me get back to you.

[shatteredprison]

Think it over. That's all I ask.

[lightremains]

[a few hours later, Shadow calls back. He sounds like he's in a better mood, at least]

Hello?

[shatteredprison]

Hello.

[He sounds like he is a better mood. He wonders if Sonic and he talked or if he punched Sonic in the face. Both help him feel better.]

[lightremains]

[A little of column A, a lot of column B.]

I have decided to take you up on your offer. But you need not worry about setting the room up. The only thing I require is a door that locks.

[shatteredprison]

[Both lead to catharsis. The Shadows get it.]

Hm. I will refrain from setting your room up. Good luck with the Sonics and Maria not wanting to help.

And all of the bedrooms have locks. [For reasons.] And they are soundproofed.

[For more reasons.]

[lightremains]

[shadow handshake shadow
beating up and yelling at sonics]

They're free to try, but that's what the lock is for. [soundproofed too? Nice. He's not going to question it. His little sad meow meow brain doesn't even go to those thoughts] ... And you said something about a skylight?

[shatteredprison]

Yes. For natural light. They are all in the ceiling to see the sky while inside. Sonic, your Sonic, seems to enjoy them. We added some to many of the rooms as they are functional.

We can remove it, if you want.

[lightremains]

I know what a skylight is. [huff] Of course he would. ... No, it's fine. It can stay. I like natural light.

[shatteredprison]

Then it stays. You can customize your room beyond that to your choosing.

[lightremains]

[his own space??? that he can do whatever he wants with???

overwhelming]

Alright.


... Thank you. For opening your home to us.

[shatteredprison]

You are welcome.

And I am here to talk if you need to, when you want to.