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[treadingdawn]

[Click.]

[Is this for real?]

[Why yes. Yes it is.]



Hello. Um, this is Caspian--

[BEEEEEEEEEEEP. Sultry woman's voice:]

Hola. Caspian del buzón de voz está roto. Esta es su refrigerador.
Por favor, hable muy despacio y voy a mantener su mensaje a mi mismo con un imán!
Gracias.

[BEEP. End automated message.]

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AUDIO

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Yes yes all well and good, he even nods though Peter can't see this.]

If they ask I will let them know. I did notice Susan seemed concerned for her feet. Otherwise they'll be fine, Peter.

[Another pause.]

What is he like?

AUDIO

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

Worried for her----

[And as Caspian's moving on to the other question, Peter's cut off to continue with..]

You can find out for yourself, you know.

AUDIO

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Aldsfjsdl that isn't what he wants to hear. Have a sigh.]

Watch for Shadow when you come in. I last saw him sleeping by the front door.

AUDIO

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

He'll probably have moved by then, but alright.

[pause....]

You would like him.

[pause, the second!]

Good night.

AUDIO

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

[Pause. Pause pause pause pause. There will be no more questions like "Did he bring any magic with him?" "Does he have an exceptionally long beard?" and "Can I see him?" Yet anyway.]

Goodnight, Peter.