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[selfloving]

Jasmine Geteilt (One)

This is Jasmine. Please leave a message.

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9/3 | text | misfire....

[crudest]

considering how hard it is to find your limits i'm shocked you don't get laid more often

[hey welcome to retrospec]

[selfloving]

[What the actual shit...?]

I manage somehow.

9/4, misfire

[godshand]

As funny as jumping out of a cake would be, and believe me Im tempted
she'd break up with me on the spot

[selfloving]

[After Baren's little inbox crash, she's sensing that something's up with this network. Still...it's impossible to resist some of these, maybe because nothing embarrassing has happened to her (yet).]

Would she now?

misfire!

[usurpers]

i do but i don't wanna kiss anyone or even do anything "normal". p sure I'm a freak.

[selfloving]

I don't believe this was intended for me since you seem to be in the middle of something. But I'll still answer if you don't mind.

9/10 very unfortunate misfire

[adoringpast]

f.or oncee i just want tto get the fucckk oouut oef here butt ;; iddk ,where to go

[selfloving]

Are you having a seizure? Do you need me to call an ambulance or the authorities?

9/22 kind of action kind of text?? sure

[blacksong]

[When Jasmine checks her mailbox today, she'll find a sealed envelope with no postmark, no return address, nothing but Jasmine written in what can only be Rose's handwriting. Opening it will reveal this incredible card, but inside is a gift certificate for A Good Bean and a handwritten message.

Try the lemon cake. You'll like it, honestly.

Happy birthday.

She doesn't even sign her name on it, but really, there's only one person this could be from.]

[selfloving]

[She doesn't respond on her birthday...because she's a brat. It's a couple of days later.]

The card was nice.

Tiffany got a cake, so I haven't used the gift card yet. I'm sure it will be worth it.

backdated to sometime in late september

[godshand]

Have you had any weird dreams?

[selfloving]

Yeah, a couple.

I've heard people saying they're supposed to be real, but...mine was impossible.

voice; forward-dated to 11/19

[blacksong]

Jas— [She cuts off as she struggles to speak past the pain in her eye, her breathing labored and audible as she drags in a shuddering breath.] Can you come over? It's— It's an emergency.

[Otherwise she wouldn't call like this.]

[selfloving]

[Shit. When she'd called about her eyes just weeks ago, at least Jasmine had been able to be calm. There had been alarm, but no pain. This has to be serious.]

I'm coming.

Do you need an ambulance? [She pauses for a second.] I'll call one.

[destiny_key]

Hi Jasmine!!!

Your assignment for Secret Santa is Yoon-Sung Lee!!!

If you look at the sign up post you can find what sort of things he might like!!! And if you have any questions just text me!!!

Happy Holidays~

12/23 delivery

[windeity]

[How he found her address is hard to say, he probably asked around long enough and explained a few things but either way, at some point on the 23rd Jasmine will find a wrapped box on her doorstep with a tag that says it's from her Secret Santa. The contents of said-box include something similar to this without the ribbons or note, a $25 gift card for Novel Idea and a receipt for a $10 donation in Jasmine's name to the Recollé Animal Shelter. There's no note or anything, just a card with John's handwriting that says "Merry Christmas!"]

2/3 text

[recollecters]

[A text comes to you in the late afternoon of February 3rd. The sender's name has been encrypted and errors out and there are no signs of who the message belongs to. Clicking on the profile of this Retrospec user brings up a picture of the Retrospec symbol.]

How would you like to help us help you out? Your observation period's up and I want you on this particular assignment. You'll be fine, you're probably not going to die, and we'll be able to monitor you from here. We need help. You've got the skills needed even if you don't know it yet. I know it and that's what counts.

You'll be working with a group (wish I could give you the names, still putting the lists together), but your assignment partner is Clover Geteilt. Should you choose to accept this assignment, you will need to meet at the subway and we'll go from there.

You'll be rewarded for your success, of course, but this is only if we have an agreement. Do we have an agreement?

[No other messages will be sent from this account at this time.]

[ooc: Hello! You've been sorted into group 2. Your event log will go up at 9pm EST along with all of the other logs. We encourage you to read the main event log as well for more information about your recruiter and this note. In the meantime, head over to this thread on the latest mod post to meet your teammates. Thank you!]

sometime in march;

[complementing]

sooo I promised you ice cream and you promised me coffee

wanna go somewhere after we're done with ReVA stuff today?

[selfloving]

I do owe you that outing, don't I?

Yeah, I'm free. Let's go somewhere. That said... They sent a lot of ice cream down to us. Nothing but, practically. Maybe I should have something else.

3/18 text

[floret]

Hello Ms. Geteilt!
I know this is a little out of the blue, and I'm not actually sure whether you're single to begin with. But by any chance, are you interested in going on a date with a handsome artist?

[floret]

--I should clarify just in case!
Obviously, I'm not the handsome artist. A friend of a friend needs a wedding date / is interested in meeting new people, or something like that.

text

[blacksong]

[This is a million years late, Rose doesn't even know why she's bothering to ask at this point, but. Better late than never, right? Except no, she doesn't think that's enough at this point.

Yet here she is anyways. She's probably going to regret this, but here goes.]

hey
i know this is late and all but
how are you after last month? everything go okay when you and clover were out?

[selfloving]

Last month? [...It's the end of March, Rose.]

We haven't died yet, though you probably would have heard by now if we had.

Clover did well, but I think the trip was difficult for her.

I am grateful there wasn't more fighting than necessary. I can say that I'm not very good at it...

5/1

[hauntedsavior]

Hey. It's Anna.

I don't even know where I should start. How pathetic are you prepared for me to sound?

[selfloving]

Hi.

Start at the beginning, I suppose. That's the logical route. If you think you sound pathetic, just imagine how many other people have felt the same way in the same situation. Just don't worry about it.

[usurpers]

[ he knows a geteilt. if he sends messages (which he probably already has), they would be “overlooked”. this time, eren opts for going to spots that jasmine would constantly visit, and lastly, her own home.

yeah, he went there.

as traumatizing as the experience was and what it made him remember, eren was no fool to be wary of her. he’d be an ugly fool if he even thought to consider keeping his distance. he wasn’t that type of person, neither would he ever strive to be that type of person to her. not to anyone, but especially not to her. he knocks, and he waits for the element of surprise to help him.

maybe she wasn’t even home— but he would wait. he had all night. ]

[selfloving]

[She would prefer to avoid him, but she's been accused of hiding from everyone enough lately that she also can't bring herself to run from him when she sees him. It would put anyone on the defensive to be essentially pursued to their home, their fortress, but she's mollified completely by the knowledge that she could have killed him. Too cowed to be confrontational, Jasmine stands at her front door and stares at him in silence for a few moments before she speaks at all.]

I did tell you that involving yourself too closely would prove dangerous.

11/30

[breakingvoice]

[there's a loud knock on the door in the early evening. Lina isn't there when (if?) the door gets opened, but what is there is a large tupperware container with turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, and mashed potatoes, and another, smaller one with a slice of pumpkin pie and a note on the lid.]

love you always.

-lina

one last ride at the end of the month

[blacksong]

[It's been over a month since her "dying," over a month since she's seen anything of Jasmine, and Rose thinks enough is enough. She's not mad at her sister not visiting her in the hospital. Hurt, maybe (definitely), but not mad. After everything that's happened, everything they've remembered, it's exactly how she figured Jasmine would react.

But waiting for Jasmine to come around clearly isn't working. It never has. So here she is, knocking on the door to Jasmine's place unannounced and without warning.

She just wants to check up on her honestly. If she can get that, she'll be satisfied.]

[selfloving]

[People just keep showing up at her house for these conversations.

She'd been to see Rose, more than once, when she was still unconscious. She'd lingered outside the hospital and debated going in for minutes, or hours. Only once had Jasmine been able to actually step inside and visit, lingering for a long as she could.

But Rose doesn't know that, and she'd never tell her. With everything that happened, maybe they shouldn't have had that privilege anymore anyway.

She doesn't answer the door right away, taking a moment to lean against it and catch her breath after she looks out the peephole. She finally opens it, trying to keep her expression calm.]

Hi. Is something wrong?