Felicity Smoak (inlikesmoak) wrote in lost_world, @ 2015-09-21 18:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | !status: complete, felicity smoak, ray palmer |
Cleaning up is what I do (Ray)
Felicity's first call wasn't to 911, though they would be her second. She gave Ray a quick "I need you and a laptop" before hanging up and calling 911. She didn't know what was wrong with the man, but she had a feeling if they didn't get him looked at soon, she'd be cleaning up more than whatever it was she was cleaning up.
"Yes, I don't know what happened. There was a loud noise, and when I got where I thought it was, I found this guy. There's a gun on the gr--no, I haven't picked it up. No, I don't know him. Could you please get somewhere here?" Felicity wasn't going to lie so much that she couldn't keep it straight. She was already working out in her head what she'd need to do. Erase any images or videos. Make sure she could document her phone was erased at the time too.
"Yes, I'll stay." Her nose wrinkled. Thankfully, phones could send texts and make calls at the same time, so she did just that. She texted Roy that he should find Laurel, and no, she wasn't sure if Laurel was okay. He'd have to get the whole story from the ADA turned professor. She sent another text to Ray, asking him to hurry and not lie that she called him first. He was her boyfriend after all.
Now she just had to wait.