Can you hear me now?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Cy is on the plane looking extremely pleased about something. She is looming protectively over a little silver rectangle, talking to it in a low voice and crooning every once in a while.

As she wrestles the thing open, it becomes clear that her little silver rectangle is, in fact, a cell phone. She rubs her face against it and starts stepping on the buttons, chirping and clucking to herself.]

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[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[...whooboy. It's a cat with a cellphone. I... think I must have eaten something trippy.]

[lamb_of_gold]

Found a new toy, have you?

[contract_star]

Cy? Where did you get that?

[ram-of-gold.livejournal.com]

[Watching the cat playing with the weird looking thing.]

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[amused] Who're you calling, Cy?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

What's something trippy taste like? [Rolls on the phone]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

I rescued it.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

....nowhere.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Stops and watches him watch]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

I called Nancylocks! Lots of times.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Taking it off you, Cy. :|]

[allstrings.livejournal.com]

[...o___o] Did I just say that out loud? ...did you just say that out loud?!

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[She'd be tilting her head curiously at the cellphone now] Don't people talk on those things?

[lamb_of_gold]

Oh? Wherever from?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[dkjaskdj HEY! Whyfor are you so mean, Ianto?]

That's mine!

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Cats can talk on them too.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

From loneliness.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

No, yes?

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

Nancylocks? Who's that?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

He looks like Archelaus, only he's not.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

Someone who looks like the Master...no, I don't think I've met anybody like that.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Don't shoot him, okay? He gets that a lot. [Whisper] It makes him grumpy.

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

[chuckle] All right, I'll hold off on the shooting till I find out that he isn't the Master.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

But you'll shoot him after you find out he isn't?

[marthajonesmd.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I didn't phrase that so well. I won't shoot him at all, I promise.