[ well this is awkward. it took her awhile to track down who he was exactly but they definitely had sex on a feed. or rather, people who look like them did.
so she presses the button to call him, hoping they can... chat.]
[ luckily enough, she catches him at a time when he isn't doing something dubious. he's not big on video chats but it does give him the opportunity to match a voice to a face. he recognizes her and he knows precisely from where. ]
[ It's clearly a photo not meant for this recipient, or even if it's something Wynonna would've gotten around to sending eventually there probably would've been more build-up than this but there are no takebacks where this latest hacking issue is concerned.
When Oliver checks his device next he'll be getting something that doesn't necessarily show her face, but maybe her thighs look familiar? Or her knees, because it's a photo she's snapped at some point for someone, bare legs bent up slightly and black lace thong obstructing any real view of certain bits — but there's also the hand she's got slipped underneath the fabric, clearly being used to touch herself.
So... not the most embarrassing selfie that could've been sent out to someone unplanned, but pretty awkward, all things considered. ]
[ problematic. that's the word he would pick. his device vibrates, pulling him away from his current objective and he's left sucking in a hiss through his teeth because that's not—is anyone looking? how long has his screen been open? he'd opened the message thoughtlessly, taken a sip of his drink, and yeah. yup. mhm. choking's nice. feels great. sputtering ( jesus, oliver, how old are you? ) only draws more attention and he sinks in his seat and cups his hand over the screen, desperately longing for privacy covers. composing a reply takes a few minutes, perhaps longer, as he tries to wrap his head around why this happening; he can grasp the what.
because he does ( god help him ) recognize those thighs and the username. but just to be sure: ]
Wynonna?
[ what else is there to say? he doesn't want to come across as over or under enthusiastic but the photograph's coming from out of nowhere. ]
[ God, that might be the worst one yet, she thinks, as she gets the text and then scrolls back to see the rest of their chat history — brief, because Oliver doesn't really seem like one to spend hours texting when he can just meet up in person for the same convo — finally getting glimpse of the pic that's been sent out.
There's probably a way to salvage this that doesn't end terribly, horribly awkward, but right now she can't seem to locate it, breathing out a long sigh before finally replying. ]
Wynonna's not here right now, please leave a message.
[ privacy is important. digging into the personal lives of others has shown him that nothing put into an email or a text is as secret as it seems. it can be uncovered. he’s paranoid, that’s true but there’s something about face-to-face interactions that he prefers that has nothing to do with not leaving a trail to unravel. and this? this is an intrusion of privacy in the strictest sense.
he can delete it for wynonna’s sake but he can’t unsee it. ]
It's not that I'm unreceptive. [ isn't she everyone's type? ] But that had to be for someone else.
[ Join the club, Oliver, there's a lot of things Wynonna wishes she could unsee that are now burned into her consciousness, or lingering behind like an Etch-a-Sketch that's held its sketch too long and leaves those little magnetic traces of the image long after it's been erased.
It's not the most damning photo, and there's no easy way to discern that those thighs, that hand are her own, and she can't imagine he'll hold onto it for any reason, but it changes things, much as she wishes it wouldn't. ]
It was. Obviously. Seems to be a lot of that going around lately. They haven't gotten to you too, have they?
[ oh, he’s in the club. he has the tacky ball cap to prove it. purging it from his mind is impossible, all they can do is carefully navigate around the photo. they’re both adults. with some cooperation, they can put it behind them. in another circumstance, he would save it. seeing a friend in a compromising position ( unless it’s from her collection ) makes want him to defend her. she seems to be doing just fine with that on her own. ]
You mean messages firing off to the wrong people? This is the first I’ve heard of it. I have a friend here. She might be able to lock your device down against future attacks. [ as for what’s currently circulating .. she’s made plenty of things disappear in the past. ]
[did she? have them taken just for him? entirely likely, but definitely probably not meant for this moment. still, she has no control over them being sent and... away they go.]
[ just for you. that's the minimal warning he gets before the pictures download and he's left staring at felicity in an over-sized white dress shirt ( probably another man's — thanks for that, brain ) and a lacy black bra. at least he's alone this time. he suspects, after wynonna's message and the way they left things that this message isn't actually intended for him. why would it be — because from her timeline, the two of them are married? funny how that works, logic. it doesn't really stop him from wanting it to be true. ]
[the shirt is borrowed, the lace is hers, the photos are for him. taken before their disastrous dinner and put on hold since then, she's unaware that he's received them.]
In general? I'm severely lacking caffeine and from the sound of it, so are you.
[ none of that's actually smoothing any of this over. she posed in her underwear for him, no matter how he looks at when he was supposed to receive them. ( if he was supposed to. ) after what? ]
You sent them to me. They came from your username. They had to have come from your device. [ she's the expert with tech, isn't she? ] How else would I receive them?
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Date: 2018-12-05 04:58 am (UTC)so she presses the button to call him, hoping they can... chat.]
my bad. dec killed me. don't feel obligated to backtag!
Date: 2018-12-30 11:55 pm (UTC)...Hi. What can I do for you?
you know i will backtag into forever
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Date: 2018-12-31 12:39 am (UTC)I watched everything trying to pinpoint a location. I'm not proud of that but for the sake of transparency, yes. I've seen ours.
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Date: 2019-01-20 01:04 am (UTC)When Oliver checks his device next he'll be getting something that doesn't necessarily show her face, but maybe her thighs look familiar? Or her knees, because it's a photo she's snapped at some point for someone, bare legs bent up slightly and black lace thong obstructing any real view of certain bits — but there's also the hand she's got slipped underneath the fabric, clearly being used to touch herself.
So... not the most embarrassing selfie that could've been sent out to someone unplanned, but pretty awkward, all things considered. ]
( 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞: 𝐨.𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 )
Date: 2019-01-20 03:59 am (UTC)because he does ( god help him ) recognize those thighs and the username. but just to be sure: ]
Wynonna?
[ what else is there to say? he doesn't want to come across as over or under enthusiastic but the photograph's coming from out of nowhere. ]
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Date: 2019-01-20 01:33 pm (UTC)There's probably a way to salvage this that doesn't end terribly, horribly awkward, but right now she can't seem to locate it, breathing out a long sigh before finally replying. ]
Wynonna's not here right now, please leave a message.
[ Lead with an attempt at humor? Maybe? ]
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Date: 2019-01-21 02:41 am (UTC)he can delete it for wynonna’s sake but he can’t unsee it. ]
It's not that I'm unreceptive. [ isn't she everyone's type? ] But that had to be for someone else.
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Date: 2019-01-21 01:09 pm (UTC)It's not the most damning photo, and there's no easy way to discern that those thighs, that hand are her own, and she can't imagine he'll hold onto it for any reason, but it changes things, much as she wishes it wouldn't. ]
It was. Obviously. Seems to be a lot of that going around lately. They haven't gotten to you too, have they?
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Date: 2019-01-21 11:38 pm (UTC)You mean messages firing off to the wrong people? This is the first I’ve heard of it. I have a friend here. She might be able to lock your device down against future attacks. [ as for what’s currently circulating .. she’s made plenty of things disappear in the past. ]
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Date: 2019-01-20 03:33 am (UTC)[attach.jpg]
[did she? have them taken just for him? entirely likely, but definitely probably not meant for this moment. still, she has no control over them being sent and... away they go.]
( 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞: 𝐨.𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧 )
Date: 2019-01-20 04:11 am (UTC)Felicity, what's going on?
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Date: 2019-01-20 04:18 am (UTC)In general? I'm severely lacking caffeine and from the sound of it, so are you.
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Date: 2019-01-20 04:27 am (UTC)[ getting specific is So Awkward. ]
I mean: what's going on with the photos?
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Date: 2019-01-20 04:33 am (UTC)[Her sent history shows... oh dear.]
You weren't supposed to get those.
I mean, you WERE. Just not yet. I was saving them for after.
Later. I meant later.
How DID you get those? I didn't send those.
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Date: 2019-01-20 04:42 am (UTC)You sent them to me. They came from your username. They had to have come from your device. [ she's the expert with tech, isn't she? ] How else would I receive them?
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Date: 2019-01-20 04:44 am (UTC)(no subject)
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From:oh right, hella nsfw.
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Date: 2019-01-20 08:50 am (UTC)current limits: unknown.
other capabilities: tech training, surveillance.
current partner: present locally.
[ that's the message, no context provided. ]
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Date: 2019-01-20 08:56 am (UTC)[ says the guy that keeps tabs on people. ]
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Date: 2019-01-20 09:01 am (UTC)and as far as legality's concerned, i haven't checked yet.
[ note that he's not exactly the most apologetic for what's essentially a call-out. ]
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Date: 2019-01-21 04:09 am (UTC)[ considering some inside thoughts turned into you get a secret and you get a secret! ]
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Date: 2019-01-21 05:29 am (UTC)i'm gonna punch him in the face when i get a chance.
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Date: 2019-01-23 12:07 am (UTC)With something as sloppy as this, I imagine finding a trail shouldn't be a problem for a team.
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