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[Aug. 4th, 2010|12:30 am] |
*twenty-one minutes and one breakneck drive through the mountains later, rips around the corner onto Carol's street*
*slams the pickup into park and jumps out, leaving the door ajar and the keys in the ignition, his heart in his throat as he takes in the swarm of flashing lights and the gathering flock of neighbors* *sprints past the gawkers and skids to a stop in front of the first officer he sees* Where's Jackie? —Jackson Taberer? His aunt lives here, he called me—what's going on?
*off the man's non-answer (sir, I need you to stay back until it's all clear), immediately pushes past and cranes his neck for a glimpse of his ex-lover's familiar shape, or a less-familiar but recognizable small-aunt shape* *dodges the officer's attempts to herd him back, calling out a little desperately* Jackie? Carol?! |
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[Aug. 4th, 2010|11:52 am] |
*makes his way over to Edible Complex on his lunch break, having demanded a meeting with Ecthelion to "discuss" Ecthelion's latest fuck-ups in re allocation of shared funding*
*also has a few choice words in mind regarding the fact that he was forced to abandon his lunch plans (crispy fried chicken and buttery mashed potatoes and succulent gravy, oh my) in favor of coming to this stupid café*
*does not have any intention of bringing up his latest independent research project (but then it's not like he's learned anything interesting thus far)* |
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[Aug. 4th, 2010|09:40 pm] |
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*awakens very sluggishly, though it really only has been about five minutes*
*doesn't need the sharpest edges of his wits to understand immediately that something's very wrong, however*
Okay. This isn't my office. I dozed off in my office, and now I'm in... *looks around more carefully* ...Salgant's office? Why am I in Salgant's office?
*spots a telephone on the desk and picks up the handset, pressing a speed-dial button at random without the first clue as to what he means to say, or to whom* *hears the staffer on the other end answer with a wary-sounding Lord Salgant?* No, this is... *freezes at the sound of his own voice* *annnd then he looks at the hand holding the phone* Oh god. |
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