Room 317, All day Tuesday

[notmyownage]

Claudia had barely made it to class yesterday, and once she'd seen they were doing a movie, had spent the whole time brainstorming in her notebook.

Why? Well, see, this weekend she'd gotten a really terrible voicemail. And it was the kind of thing she couldn't not follow up on.

Too bad she was running into dead-ends whatever she tried. Not that it was ever easy to hack into another dimension entirely to trace phone records.

Then she got the email from Portalocity.

"Technical difficulties, huh? Does that mean you broke my friend's dimension?"

What? It made as much sense as any other explanation.

[ooc: door is mostly closed, post is entirely open.]

Comments

[notmyownage]

"Well let me see." Grabby grabby grabby.

[exactlyaverage.livejournal.com]

"Okaaaaay," Jack said handing over the phone. "Don't drool on it."

[notmyownage]

"I do not drool." Claudia took the phone and immediately started tapping at it. "Let's see, video phone, calender, alarm clock, camera. . . ."

[exactlyaverage.livejournal.com]

"... Camera?" Jack asked in amazement and reaching for his phone back. "There's a camera in there?!"

[notmyownage]

"No, Jack, it does video chats using magic."

[exactlyaverage.livejournal.com]

"Okay, you can be sarcastic all you want but that could happen here."

[notmyownage]

"Where'd you get this thing, anyway? It's pretty freaking sweet."