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Heather Lisinski ([info]irradiated_ants) wrote in [info]ridgeway_comm,
@ 2010-11-29 23:18:00

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Phone call
She stood where he said he'd been, toeing the sidewalk as she punched his number on the speed dial. Would he know to answer it? Had he ever gotten a phone call before? She knew she hadn't called him before. Oh well if he didn't answer it she'd use text.


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[info]irradiated_ants
2010-11-30 05:41 am UTC (link)
You was just.... what? She drawled the just a little, before pushing the question, before she laughed lightly. Because Mom and Dad aren't here to make me give you your way?

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[info]robinofthehood
2010-11-30 05:43 am UTC (link)
I was just looking at something...Voice trails off, dropping to a lower pitch toward the end

After a pause, voice just as quiet and still distracted They're never around, so that doesn't count.

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[info]irradiated_ants
2010-11-30 05:53 am UTC (link)
Her voice dropped to a whisper, as his did, simply because of that. What were you looking at? And why are we whispering?

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[info]robinofthehood
2010-11-30 05:56 am UTC (link)
Not quite cutting her off when she speaks, but almost, he speaks in the same quiet voice. Hang on.

There is the sound of footsteps before he speaks again. There's something...what is that? The last bit said more to himself than her, not paying much attention to the phone still held to his ear any more.

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[info]irradiated_ants
2010-11-30 06:15 am UTC (link)
The phone groaned slightly as she held it to her ear tightly trying to hear every minute sounds she might be able to. Robin where are you? Dropping the pretense of whispering.

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[info]robinofthehood
2010-11-30 06:21 am UTC (link)
There was a strange noise, I went to see...His explanation is cut off suddenly, and the only sound is that of a few footsteps before the phone clattering to the ground, and then, in the silence that follows, his sword being drawn.

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[info]irradiated_ants
2010-11-30 06:33 am UTC (link)
She dropped any pretense at being quiet when she heard the phone hit the ground, having dropped her own enough times to know what it sounded like. She screamed into the phone. Robin! Robin where the fuck are you!? Answer me!

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[info]robinofthehood
2010-11-30 06:38 am UTC (link)
There are faint sounds as though of a fight, over the line, muffled and quiet as though a distance away, then a short, sharp yell as if someone is in pain, and then nothing but silence.

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