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[spectacleofphantasmagoria]

Type: Text
Sender ID: spectacleofphantasmagoria (Lyney)
To: Public
Subject: Sisterrrrr
Warnings: Lyney's dramatic ass

[So, what comes up on the network isn't actually any words, but a picture. A big, obnoxious picture, with some text superimposed upon it. The picture is then followed by several others, all depicting a similar theme, and similar motif:]



[Following the pictures is a morose-reading text from a certain magician.]

To think, after two whole years apart, my own sister refuses to acknowledge me! I simply wished to spend time with my dear sister! Oh, the humanity..! My dear sister, if you can see this, please reconsider your cruel and coldhearted decision! Your brother misses you so!

[Sure he may have been a little overbearing with her, checking in on her a bit more than was necessary, but he had missed her! Being blocked on the Shellphones was hardly fair, in Lyney's humble opinion! He clearly didn't do a single thing wrong!]

[...Okay no he may have been quite annoying and irritating to his introverted sister and pushed her to block him because of his overbearing-ness, but like hell is he admitting that.]

Comments

[empyrean_mirror]

Three?

[astudyinviolet]

Mycroft. After our mother died, he gained full custody of me and raised me to my majority. He is ten years my elder, putting him at 33 now.

[ The year that Sherlock has been here throws the whole ten years older off, but he's not thinking of that right now. ]

[empyrean_mirror]

Ah, that makes sense.

I was slightly concerned Cid had been back to adopting strays again.

[astudyinviolet]

Mr. Cid is in his early thirties?

[ He thought the man much older. ]

[empyrean_mirror]

No, I think he's...

...Actually, I'm not sure how old he is.

[astudyinviolet]

Older than any of my parents, I'm certain. Older than Lyney and Lynette combined at least.

[ Sherlock is probably a little feverish because his filter is near non-existent at the moment. He's outright calling Cid old. He usually has a little more tact than that.

Don't ask him why Lyney and Lynette are a metric of time. He won't have an answer. ]

[empyrean_mirror]

wait how old do you think lyney is

[astudyinviolet]

I think he is around my age, so he is twenty-three, which would make Lynette twenty-one. That would make Cid at least forty-four.

Wait, I am four and twenty now. Would that make Lyney twenty-four, Lynette twenty-two, and Cid forty-sixj;lgftkhj

[empyrean_mirror]

maybe we should focus more on resting and not deciphering Cid's age right now.

[astudyinviolet]

If you insist, Father.

[ When he is well, he'll look back on all this and be mortified.

Instant communication/social media is a curse. ]

[empyrean_mirror]

yes, yes, sass me all you want, I'm sending Alhaitham up there in ten minutes so if you have any requests, make them now.

[astudyinviolet]

Kulfi soup and something to do.

[ What is kulfi soup? He won't explain or know. He's actually half falling asleep as it is. ]

[empyrean_mirror]

got it. Try not to torment Lyney too much in the meanwhile.

[Kaveh's going to ignore the "soup" part but he will send up kulfi because he figures Sherlock probably has a sore throat.]

[astudyinviolet]

I shall make no promises. I am a younger brother.

[ He does 8( ]