IC Contact || Siren's Pull

Hello? No, goodbye. Or is it both. Neither? Data entry should not be this confusing. It wasn't always this way, you know, but now it's gone and happened again. He always handled everything; that's the way this is supposed to work. He takes the calls, I store the data. I'm not supposed to do both. Thief? Thief, come here! [and the feed goes quiet as she disappears to find her thief, leaving it alone to click off later]