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Eve Kelly ([info]fearlessfelix) wrote in [info]musings,
@ 2010-09-27 08:41:00

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Entry tags:catwoman

Message left on Hal/Charlie's deliveries phone number
[after done with the hospital, probably around four or five in the morning. The jolting sound is that of someone running at the same time as speaking, voice pitched flat and matter-of-fact. It's tired, it's sick of the whole affair -- but leaving a message, tidying up loose ends]

Hal --

Owe you for the ride and the clean-up and the hospital run. [the tone says 'apparently', it says other things as well, but those are less clear-cut] Hope you made sure the rest of the cargo arrived safe. Let me know where the money ought to go. [A beat. A sway in the voice] It was a prime fuck up.

Eve.



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Return call.
[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 05:33 am UTC (link)
Ring.

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 12:12 pm UTC (link)
[Sounds of a bar: music somewhere, juke-box or radio, it's not meant to be listened to. Buzz, people talking -- laughter and chink-clatter of glasses and ice. Eve is distinct, however -- still sober]

Hey. Give me a second. [Business and bars do not mix -- this kind of business, at least. You can hear the sound of people like a wave receding. Bang of a door, silence.]

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[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 03:57 pm UTC (link)
[He waits fairly patiently, leaning on his driver's side door and watching the lights wink in the distance. There's no noise from his end.]

Got yo' message.

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 04:14 pm UTC (link)
[Quiet now -- the heavy kind of quiet, absence of noise noticeable. A beat]

Need a location and an amount to drop off, Hal. [No preamble, then]

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[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 04:18 pm UTC (link)
[Hal never says no to money.]

Figure $500 a person.

[He's lighting a cigarette, you can hear the snap of the lighter and his inhale.]

You get it, I can come to you.

[As usual, he dials down the accent some when he's doing business. It comes back stronger with the faintly teasing tone.]

Never saw you as one of these do-goodin' types, Eve.

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 04:30 pm UTC (link)
[Exhale of her own that has nothing to do with cigarettes. Could be a sigh]

I'm not. [The expected outrage is blurred, something creeping in there that sounds a little like sadness, a lot like tiredness. Maybe she is a little less sober than she ought to be]

Still robbing me blind for emergencies [tease of her own, it's warm like whiskey on the way down would be] $1500 it is. When you're ready to collect, I've got it. [Stash under the mattress, like anyone else who doesn't do bank accounts]

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[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 04:43 pm UTC (link)
[He didn't figure Eve to be the nostalgic type either, and he wonders how she fell in with the crowd but he hasn't gotten around to asking.]

What, you keep dat kinda cash lyin' around? Tell you what, Ah'm in de car, tell me where you drinkin'. [A smile in his voice. Hal knows bar sounds.]

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 04:53 pm UTC (link)
[A drinking companion wasn't thought of when the night began, but she won't turn it down -- not tonight]

Little place where a mixed drink is whiskey and soda. [She names it: it's small and rough and known only to the kind that frequent it]

You drink with me, Hal, you've got to keep up [Thrum of laughter in the words: she's certainly got a head start]

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[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 05:45 pm UTC (link)
Drinkin', who is drinkin'. Thought I was getting my money. [Laughing. A car door slams.]

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 05:48 pm UTC (link)
[A beat -- then, disbelief]

Where the hell you think I'd hide that kind of cash on me? It's at home. And I'm not going home just yet.

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[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 06:02 pm UTC (link)
[He just laughs again.]

What's de occasion?

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 06:16 pm UTC (link)
[Flippant and more than a little rueful. The catch of a lighter and a curse: trying to light a cigarette one-handed]

Getting dragged into things when I should know better.

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[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 06:34 pm UTC (link)
Special occasion, then. How you know Wren?

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 06:36 pm UTC (link)
Once in a lifetime.

You first.

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[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 06:40 pm UTC (link)
She hired me. [This is technically true. Hal is a good liar when you can't see his face.]

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 06:44 pm UTC (link)
[matter of fact] So did I. Didn't look like that kind of knowing, and I had a kid trying to bleed to death in the back.

[a pause]

Met her in a tight spot once.

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[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 06:48 pm UTC (link)
[Hiss of smoke on the exhale. Watch him gloss entirely over that observation.]

Dat's vague.

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 06:52 pm UTC (link)
[Fair's fair, Hal. Show me yours, I'll show you mine]

So were you.

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[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 07:04 pm UTC (link)
[Rich chuckle. Yes, he is going to hide behind business on this one. Mostly to keep from saying the obvious.]

You wan' me to go talkin' about the details about de jobs you hire me for?

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 07:13 pm UTC (link)
[She's already got the picture. A laugh, caught on the inhale]

You never know all the details, Hal.

[lightly]

She's young. [Softer] Got some scheme in her head that digging her out of trouble makes us friends. That's all.

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[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 07:21 pm UTC (link)
[Hal is not the least bit abashed by that information. He chooses to take it relatively seriously, though.] Stopped bein' young a long time ago, I t'ink. [That comment was not quite so light. Then:] Keepin' people from dyin' seems pretty friendly to me.

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 07:29 pm UTC (link)
[She's making a point -- and choosing to ignore that the making of it is another strike against her protestations of non-friendship]

There's a bunch of ways you can stay young. Even in this world. She hangs on to more than a couple.

[The flippancy is back]

It was an off-day. Don't know what I was thinking.

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[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 07:54 pm UTC (link)
[Hal pauses, trying to figure out if he's supposed to guess at the ways Wren can stay young or not. He decides to avoid that topic entirely. Next.]

You object to bein' friendly?

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 07:57 pm UTC (link)
Object to being a hero [Couldn't sound more disgusted at the term]

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[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 08:00 pm UTC (link)
[Amused as hell.] Dat's one of dem t'ings people call other people. Can't do nothin' about dat.

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 08:09 pm UTC (link)
[Wry]

Nothing I've been called before.

[Satisfied -- verging on smug, with a deep inhale of smoke and turning the subject back around]

What are you, hero or the cavalry?

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[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 08:28 pm UTC (link)
Ah'm the retreat, honey. [Smugly, definitely.]

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 08:33 pm UTC (link)
[Her old laugh is back; smoke and velvet rasping over stone]

Goddamn expensive retreat.

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[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 09:42 pm UTC (link)
Any safe retreat is worth what it cost, non?

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 09:46 pm UTC (link)
[thoughtfully]

And you cash in -- Hal, you're more of a crook than I am. [It's admiring]

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[info]heshotfirst
2010-09-28 10:00 pm UTC (link)
[As if insulted.] "Cash in"! I provide a valuable service dat is oftentimes very dangerous an' we--I--get compensation. [Even the "compensation" comes out "compensa-sh-yion." Because he's laying it on thick.]

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[info]fearlessfelix
2010-09-28 10:08 pm UTC (link)
[Outright lazy laughter now; he's made her damn night]

Innocent little Cajun that you are, of course. You make a killing!

[Beat]

And you're fooling no one with the accent, pumpkin.

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