"Time to eat." He opened his mouth, anticipating the crunch.
Buzz.
The obsidian slab vibrated violently against his hip.
[ INCOMING CALL: THE ROTTING DRUID (RANK 4) ]
Red stared at the screen. Then he looked at the hardtack.
He prioritized.
Crunch.
He took a bite, chewing slowly as the tablet vibrated. The call timed out, and silence returned.
Red went for a second bite.
Buzz.
[ INCOMING CALL: THE ROTTING DRUID (RANK 4) ]
Red rolled his eyes. He deliberately finished chewing, swallowed, and took a sip of spectral water. The call timed out again.
"Persistent weed," Red muttered.
Buzz.
Third time.
Red sighed, wiped the crumbs from his mouth, and tapped [ ACCEPT ] with aggressive force.
"What?" Red snapped.
The screen flickered. The avatar that appeared wasn't a face. It was a thick, green plant stalk. On top, a single large leaf flopped over like a bad haircut. Two twig-like branches stuck out from the sides, waving stiffly like cartoon hands.
It looked ridiculous.
