[voicemail]

[mitsubishievo]

This is K. Leave it at the tone.

Comments

[inbello]

Why Ronan knows Kavinsky's new room number is anyone's guess, but he does. Not only that, but he knows which exact bedroom is Kavinsky's. Whether he convinced Prokopenko to let him in or just slid in when no one was there is a secret he doesn't ever plan to tell.

He thought for a long time about doing this before he actually did it, but in the end, the part of him that needs to take care of people, even when they don't deserve it in a million years, wins out.

He leaves the dream package on Kavinsky's bed. It's just a box, and not a very impressive one, especially by Ronan's standards. But inside the box is a blue bandage. It looks like an Ace bandage, something to wrap around a wound. It's stiffer than that, without the weird sticky feeling of that kind of bandage. It took him days to dream it, thinking about the mechanics of mending bones, restoring flesh. There's a lot he doesn't know about that, about biology, but that doesn't matter. All he has to do is know it will do its job, and partially thanks to Kavinsky's guidance in a crash landing of drugs and dream sharing, he's gotten good at glossing over the things he doesn't know perfectly. Healing Adam's hands was easy by comparison, but if Kavinsky won't let him beat in the face of whoever tortured him, then he insists, in this weird passive-aggressive way, that he be allowed to do something. Even if it's not perfect, because this is Hell and they're all meant to suffer, it's something.

There's a note with the bandages.

fix your fucking hand.

He doesn't sign it. He doesn't need to. He won't want to talk about it, not in an hour or a day or five hundred years. That's just how he is.

Text/video;

[mitsubishievo]

[ Kavinsky didn't really care if Ronan didn't want to talk about it. He was gonna do something about it. Not wanting to be left in someone's debt, he takes a video of himself with the bandage wrapped around the slowly healing hand. ]

text;

[inbello]

[ He leaves that video on read for at least an hour. But eventually, even Ronan answers his stupid phone. ]

lmk if it helps or doesnt

[ It's not much of a response, but it conveys his genuine concern as well as anything else probably would. He's not good at feelings, especially ones that tie him in knots like this whole thing has. ]

Post-Dated the 24th

[odaystar]

Thank you



[As the devil's way of saying thank you for running a booth at the annual carnival or possibly apologizing for the clowns getting so outof hand, a gift basket has been left on the bed. It contains some treats like expensive chocolates, nuts, etc., a cute plush Satan bear, some self-care items like a plush robe, fragrances, etc. For those more sexually inclined, there will be a vibrator and some aphrodisiacs to do with what you will. For those not interested in that sort of thing, there will be a bottle of alcohol of some sort and a book or movie that the sinner would enjoy.

There's also one custom item included:

Keys to a sleek car that will be good for racing, but is in need of quite a bit of repair that he will find outside the hotel.]

[text]

[enoderedrum]

orgasms cure headaches

[mitsubishievo]

thats why i got so few headaches boo

[enoderedrum]

that....helps me like...zero atm

how are you feeling anyway?
still wanting to die or are you over it?

[odaystar]

To Whom It May Concern,

It has been a full year since Hell has been redone and made even greater than ever before. And you, my prized guest, have made it twelve months in your journey towards redemption. I know that there have been bumps along the way and we haven't always seen eye to eye, but I do wish to show my gratitude. Together, we will all leave Hell one day.

I have handpicked gifts specifically for you to commemorate this anniversary. I do hope you enjoy them.

A stake in the club. He may add his own features to it, as well as sell drugs he wishes through it.

A vision where he has risen to power in Hell and has every luxury he could dream of, as well as freedom to return to Earth at will to corrupt other souls. This is a promise if he plays nicely in hell.

Two vouchers to enact torture on anyone he wants at the hands of demons, no need to justify it. He chooses severity.

Again, I thank you for all of your help in making Hell what it is today.

Yours,
Lucifer

Voice » @dirtyhands

[greedbowstome]

[after this.]

---

[It isn't a call he particularly enjoys the thought of making, but it's the one of the lot of them that makes the most sense, considering.

A part of him wonders if Kavinsky would even answer.]

un; anightmare

[mitsubishievo]

[It is very tempting to screen this call.

Instead, Kavinsky picks up and doesn't say anything. There is music playing in the background, and other noise, tinny over the speakers, but no nearby human voice.]

Text - un: ripraven

[enoderedrum]

I require cuddles if you’re not in a bad mood. 💙

Text 1/2; un: anightmare

[mitsubishievo]

were u anticipating me being in a bad mood?

Text 2/2

[mitsubishievo]

im on the roof if u wanna join me

Text - during Hellburbia 2.0

[enoderedrum]

I just want you to know I miss you and this is bullshit.

You’re not even going to get this and I have NO IDEA how long you guys are going to be stuck inside.

Jes is making sure I don’t try to get inside.

But I miss you..

All of you.

I hope you’re okay.

Love you.

Text

[bluewithenvy]

Where the fuck are you?

[Hellburbia had her on edge when the location of her boys are in play. And K had long since wheedled his way onto that very short list.]

[mitsubishievo]

out do i have a curfew now or smth?

Text

[red_song]

[Proto sends along, after some time of making a list of specifications to go with it, a picture from his phone that he took of the proto shield. The notes that follow are extensive. Metal composition, dimensions, thickness, even details on how the bullet proof glass in the visibility slit works. And, having learned just enough to know better, a final note.]DVDs after proof of item acquisition.

text; 1/2

[mitsubishievo]

solid should be less than 12 hours with all that

2/2 - action/delivery

[mitsubishievo]

[About 10-ish hours after he sends the text, the shield is left outside Proto's suite. Thanks to the notes and details, it is a very accurate approximation, coupled with Kavinsky's own knowledge of riot shields. The colors might not be spot on, but for all intents and purposes, it appears to be exactly what was asked for.

There's a little note tacked on the inside, below the visibility slit:]

Should hold up if I'm not in Hell. Be back for the DVDs. -K

[savedbyasong]

[It's over a week between Shion attacking Kavinsky and the text. A lot has happened, and everything is a blur but his mind is clear now and after a few days wallowing in guilt he makes himself act.

He doesn't know the names of all the people he attacked but some he does and those are the ones he focuses on first. Like Kavinsky.

He should actually go and find him but he's not sure where Kavinsky is at the moment, with Hellburbia still wrecked. So he sends a text message instead.]

I'm so sorry.

text; un: anightmare

[mitsubishievo]

[several minutes pass from the receipt to an answer. These's aren't good phone--no read receipts.

Finally, a text back.]

u can take a guy out for dinner nxt time lol

[voice]

[spillthetealeaf]

You've said before you can make anything, right?

[voice]

[mitsubishievo]

Hello Molly it's lovely to see you too. I'm fine, thank you for asking.

[voice]

[spillthetealeaf]

[ Molly remembers to call Kavinsky about an hour after he and Essek teleported away without a word. Well, when Essek teleported and didn't give him any say in the matter. Whatever. ]

We're alive, sorry for the swift departure. Caleb is back, the real one. He called and Essek made an executive decision.

[mitsubishievo]

You're cool. Also you left your pants, so those are mine now. It's the tithe.

[No, Kavinsky absolutely didn't freak out, that would be silly.]

Y'all can keep what you borrowed. Most of it belongs to a guy 's not here anymore.