@electriccapitalist ⧐ On the phone that Vox had given Alastor comes a message from the tech head. A simple but perhaps cryptic; 'hey al. we need to talk. in person & in private. it's important.' The fact that he hadn't just called or face timed was notable. He's not even sure if the man can navigate into messages or if he'd notice he had one but it's all Vox can muster. As he hits send and forces himself to eat something. UNPROMPTED ASKS.
It does, in fact, take a few moments for Alastor to register that the thing is going off at all. He does not tend to look at it except when he needs to contact Vox discretely - and the landline that has been disconnected in his room for a good while now had apparently not been acceptable enough for ease-of-access. He'd relented - and now the little device buzzes at him occasionally from his desk where it mostly sits.
When he does notice that there is a message waiting, he pulls it up into his hand to give it a squint as he reads through the message. He is not expecting anything significant - so nothing drums up any alarm as he taps out a response that takes him a few moments to manage.
[txt] I AM READING A VERY GOOD BOOK. WE WILL HAVE TO MAKE IT QUICK SO I DONT LOSE MY PLACE. WHERE DO YOU WANT TO MEET?
