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[needsnoheadsman]

Hello, you've reached--[sounds of fumbling and muttering before Robb's voice comes in:] Robb Stark--leave a message after the beep.

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[needsnoheadsman]

You didn't interrupt anything. [Other than Robb hitting a training dummy with his sword over and over, but that's a minor detail.] This isn't the first time it's happened--mayhaps it's something with the network again.

[A tired breath, before he settles into a chair.] Aye, I suppose I could do that. What do you need me to do?

[windbreak]

[Ohhh, now he remembers - that one dude with the pet murderbeast from hell! And, apparently, without a clue. He takes a deep breath.] N-Nothing, really! Just - please forget you ever heard anything, ever! ...Please?

[needsnoheadsman]

Why? [Okay, now he's somewhat more concerned.] What happened, if it's not too much to ask? Mayhaps I could help in some way. [Not that he'll guarantee it'll actually be any good, but he's going to try.]

[windbreak]

Er - [He figures after a moment's hesitation that being honest couldn't possibly hurt his case at this point. Still...] Well, thanks, but... nnnnot unless you know some way to un-throw a guy into a wall.

[needsnoheadsman]

[A moment's silence, during which Robb just sets his bracelet down and lets out a sigh.]

I'm afraid not. [A beat, then:] That was an apology, wasn't it? [Well, this is just embarrassing.] I suppose you could apologize to them for it in person. It seems a more reliable method than the network right now.

[windbreak]

Huh? ...So it really isn't just me this time?