On action and anxiety. Looking towards Ink City.

[callmeyork]

So... you've decided to finally start writing the app? Good for you. Zach and I were getting anxious to do something, and it didn't seem like you were going to work up the courage. I'm impressed.

And don't doubt being able to use my voice. I'm sure you remember enough to be able to work through any fears you might have.

... and Zach says to invest in better coffee.

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[pectoralmutt]

Like talking to yourself too, huh?

[callmeyork]

I wouldn't call it talking to myself if the other end of the conversation isn't me.

[pectoralmutt]

Don't I know that, man.

[likeshisoffice]

Zach, uh, a friend of yours?

[callmeyork]

Ah, Agent Tethers. Nice to see you again.

You could say that. We're very close friends. [LIES]

[likeshisoffice]

Nice to see you again too, Agent Morgan.
Oh, is he with the FBI also? Part of your division?

[callmeyork]

No, he's just... a constant companion.

[And then York turns away, putting his fingers to his temple, apparently talking to himself.] Yes, I do trust him. He's part of FBI as well. Or were you not paying attention, Zach?

[likeshisoffice]

[There York goes mumbling again. It's starting to worry Nelson a little]

Um, sorry, I didn't quite catch that? Are you okay, Agent Morgan?

[callmeyork]

[Turning back now.] Don't worry about it. Just needed to clear something up.

[likeshisoffice]

Well... alright then.

[Suddenly, something about York's strange and random mutterings hits him]

Agent Morgan, this may seem like a... strange question, but you haven't been hearing any... whispers, in your head lately, have you?

[ininclntntwrds]

Goldude is glad to see that your mun hasn't given up.

[This is going to be awesome.]

[callmeyork]

Mm. I was afraid that he'd forgotten about me, but... well, here we are now.

[You think? I'm still pretty worried.]

[ininclntntwrds]

[I'm sure you'll do fine.]

I don't know... The one in the purple armor had his application rejected.

[He's not going to be that bad. Just wait for the Kazoos and everything will be okay!]

...

[Petitus looks at me like I'm weird. Which I am.]

[callmeyork]

Well, that was supposedly on the basis of the mun's maturity rather than the character. Or so I hear.

[Fffft yes, I love that song. It's great walking music!]

[ininclntntwrds]

[Petitus gets sassy.]

If it was based on the mun's maturity, then how did my application get accepted?

[...HEY!]

[callmeyork]

[It was a bit complicated on the mod's behalf, but they just didn't see him up to the standards of the game.]

You've got me there. [Lighting up a cigarette, starts to smoke. Sorry, it's habit.]

[thepoweroflove]

Who's this "Zach" you're talking about?

[callmeyork]

[Wry smile.] Just a close friend.

[thepoweroflove]

Oh, so your friend is actually coming with you?

[Not in the least bit jealous.]

[callmeyork]

I guess you could say that. He comes everywhere with me, without fail. [Nod.]

[thepoweroflove]

Wait, you guess I could say that?

[callmeyork]

I guess, yes. Because it's quite a bit more complicated than you may think.

And not something I'm willing to talk about to a stranger.

[noncompulsatory]

The combination of FBIs and detectives coming to the city is almost a bit suspect, wouldn't you say?

[callmeyork]

Oh, there are more? That's a relief to hear.

Although, what do you suspect, since you bring it up?

[noncompulsatory]

Well, there's that Tethers guy (although the idea of a puzzle division sounds rather suspect), there's you, me, and possibly some others wandering about.

Mostly suspect since... well. The city's not exactly known for its staggering do-gooder population.