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[retromix]

Display Name: Steve Harrington
Profile Photo: pic


[ The way Steve backs away from the phone as it records and his hands find his hips as he straightens gives off Unimpressed Vibes but he can't tell one way or another if this thing is broadcasting. He trusts it is. Pressed the livestream option, for what it was worth. He murmurs to himself for a moment, checking the set-up. ]

Alright, so not that different from making a home video, it just ... transmits right away. Very cool.

Uh, hi. Hello. I think this is "streaming" now? [ Like in Ghostbusters when the streams are crossed? Right? Damn. He's got this. ] Yeah, let's do this.

Name's Steve Harrington. Me and some of my [ doesn't even pause here, well done, ] friends got pulled into this dimension and we're kinda used to the whole other worlds thing but we've never been to the future before.

Can someone who isn't a total jackass and won't waste our time please fill us in on whatever's happened since nineteen-eighty-six? That's when we're from. Thanks. Also, does anyone know how dead people can come back to life here? Is it a magical spell or a friendly curse put on them or something? Asking for reasons.

... Yeah, okay, bye.

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[camarod]

[ a beat. ]

I'm busy.

[retromix]

Fine. You watch porn and I'll question the entire city alone.

[camarod]

Yeah that was the plan.

[an audible shift - he's lighting a cigarette. ] Fuckin wizards and shit, if I wanted that I'd drop acid with Munson.

[retromix]

You think I want to deal with this?

[camarod]

I think you think you can wrangle a different universe the way you wrangle those little shitheads back home.

[shitheads, affectionate. ]

[retromix]

I need your help, can you at least pretend we're on the same team? For five minutes.

[camarod]

[A beat, an audible sigh. ]

Fine, whatever. [Give him a minute - he has figure out how to put Steve on speaker while he peruses the internet. ] He's in a bunch of news stories about a haunted house - a fucking haunted house are you kidding me?

[retromix]

[ Is Billy really helping? Wow. That was easy. ]

Seriously? Where is it? We need to go meet him.

[camarod]

[it's called whipped syndrome, it's very serious. ]

Sunset Falls. 'We' don't need to meet anyone. Take Munson. Call me if you get the shit kicked out of you by a wizard.

[retromix]

Why do you think I want you there? So the wizard can't kick the shit out of us.

[camarod]

[STEVE?]

Do I look like I'm your muscle, pretty boy?

[retromix]

You look like you could be reliable, if you pulled your head out of your ass once in a while.

[camarod]

You're asking a whole lot without that magic word.

[retromix]

Don't sweat it, I'll go meet the stupid wizard alone and if he waves his magic wand and turns me inside-out, you can feel better without me around.

[camarod]

Just saw the word, Harrington.

[retromix]

Too late! Steve sushi, coming up.

[camarod]

You're such a brat, just say it.

[retromix]

Whatever, man, you aren't going to help anyway.

[camarod]

[Another beat. ]

The fuck is stuck up your ass today, Harrington?

[retromix]

Why are you being so difficult?

[camarod]

You this shit at banter or is it just me specifically?

[retromix]

I'm not going to beg you for help, okay. Either step up or don't.

[camarod]

[eddie's going to have shit to say about this, he just knows -]

Cool. Later.

[and he hangs up. maybe even launches his phone across his couch, just to be extra bratty. ]

[retromix]

[ Pulling a frustrated face, he hangs up too. Fine!! ]

[heatmetal]

[ oh this is a great first showing. ]

Hey? Guys? Can we maybe set aside our macho alpha male shit and work together for the common good just this once?