[01: audio] white knuckles

[manhunthotline]

[With oddly apropos timing, given the recent appearance of the traveler, detective Benny Stango has arrived in the middle of a conversation with Mark Meltzer's answering machine--his last conversation with either it or the man himself, in fact. Without his noticing, the ground has changed under his feet from damp concrete to carpet, and the pay phone he's been clutching has been replaced by the Wonderland standard-issue communicator unit.

So the network gets treated to a low voice, sharp with panic and thickly-accented (the Bronx, if anyone was wondering). And he's shouting. Despite years of smoking, the man has a set of lungs on him.]

--Jesus, Meltzer, what is that thing?! I took a shot at it, it didn't even flinch! I ran the whole way back to the squad car--yeah, I gotta remember to clean the seat--jesus, Meltzer, I never believed you were right, I'm sorry! Just gimme a c--

[The voice stops, almost cut off. Stango's looked up, finally noticed the change.]

What the hell...?

[At least he's still blissfully ignorant of the whole hellhound issue.]

Comments

[paper_knight]

Stango.

[Mark is in the middle of turning his room into a defensive bunker, so he's stressed and preoccupied and apt to snap--but part of him is still pleased to hear from Benny. He could do with an ally to balance out the Traveler's arrival--however uneasy said alliance might be.]

...Stango, where are you?

[carbon_knight]

[Meanwhile, on the mirrorside, the faint shouting draws Mark Meltzer's mirror to sharp attention. He takes what he was working on--the first real project in ages, circuitry and broken glass and tiny moving parts--sets it aside, and heads across the hall.]

[voice] SCREECHES????

[worldentire]

You know Meltzer?

videoAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAHAHA I'm not sorry

[nascensibility]

[Obviously, the one thing Benny Stango could possibly want right now is another inquiring mind, because he does so appear to love answering people's questions with the utmost courtesy. His affable nature is apparent - nay! - bursting at the seams trying to let itself be known to the Wonderland populace!

Evelyn O'Connell, dear friend to Mark Meltzer and all-around pleasant person, is more than happy to assist any associate of Mark's.]

...Excuse me, sir?

[All right, so it's best to remain proper, given that he looks to have only just arrived. Better safe than sorry.]

Are you looking for Mark Meltzer?