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[callmeryuzaki]

[Here's a familiar face, to those who have been Numbered for awhile and perhaps even those who haven't.]

Why hello. I've missed your lovely faces.

A lot of you know me already, but I'm Lazarus Lawliet. The real one. That's me.

I'm looking to compile a useful database of relevant information on all of us, something that we can share freely and without outmoded hangups or hesitation. Let's be progressive about it.

If you send me your name, a photograph or other still image from the front and the side, your age, your profession, and your credit card information, I'll repay you by writing you a personalized piece of short fiction, starring you, in the wildly popular theme of dinosaur erotica. You pick the dinosaur, and I'll make the magic happen without shame or fear.

Your dark desires are very interesting to me. Especially yours, C.S. You know who you are.

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[callmeryuzaki]

Yes, it would actually. How dare you ask for so much.

[solvethepuzzle]

[Nathan asks for so little from life, really.]

Do you truly have nothing better to do?

[callmeryuzaki]

It'll be a few more hours before I can "do" something that way again. But don't worry, I'll get back to it as soon as possible.

[solvethepuzzle]

[And here is where some discomfort creeps into his voice. How he'd managed to keep it out so far is anyone's guess. But he is not addressing that directly. He just can't.]

You managed to entertain yourself without us for over a year.

[callmeryuzaki]

Flatterer. I did have help.

[solvethepuzzle]

[Flatterer? But that wasn't a compliment . . .]

And you've since lost this help?

[callmeryuzaki]

It comes and goes.

Usually by appointment.

[solvethepuzzle]

[He is very adamantly not picturing this.]

And yet this is the first time you've been bored enough to make your presence known again. [A beat.] You could have just contacted your real target privately.

[callmeryuzaki]

[Broad, shameless smile. Just try not to picture it now. Just try.]

That's so stupidly straightforward. If I messaged him privately, he could ignore it.

[solvethepuzzle]

[Yet another time Nathan is glad he doesn't show his face on the network; he shakes his head to banish that image. He does not want to see that.]

Given your need for attention, I suppose that would be terrible for you. [He is aware of the irony of having said this, however.] And in that vein, I think it is time I stopped giving you mine.

[He'd honestly only talked to him to try and ascertain his reasons for doing this, if there had been need for concern. ... Above the usual level of concern.]

[callmeryuzaki]

Cute little Nathan, standing up for himself on his own two feet~

Go ahead, hang up first. I believe in you. You can do it.

[solvethepuzzle]

[Most people would probably bristle at this. But Nathan is sadly used to being condescended to and it sparks no particular ire. He has very little pride to hurt.

[The sigh he lets out is half exasperation and half resignation. But it's the last thing Ryuzaki will hear out of him. Because he does indeed terminate the connection.]