Sam Victorio // Max Guevara (notanumber) wrote in ourtruecomms, @ 2010-01-02 22:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | elsa jameson, sam victorio |
[Phone Call]
Who: Sam Victorio and Elsa Jameson
When: Saturday Afternoon
-ring-
-breathless- "Hello?"
"Catch you at a bad time?" -definite smile in her voice-
"Elsa. No. No, I just thought you were someone else. Hang on." -muffled crash and thud- "What's up?"
"Sure I'm not getting you while you're busy?"
"I'm at work." -bang- "Just rehearsing. It's nothing. Are you okay?"
"Just don't get hurt." -tiny concern- "Yes. I need a number. Apparently, I'm being coerced. Not pleased, but it could be worse. I need contact with CORE."
"Don't worry about it. I've got things under control." -crunch- "I'm sorry to hear that. Glad you're finally joining up though. That is the plan, right?"
"It is. No, I'm not pleased that some asshole got me to do it, but you'll help me make sure he's very uncomfortable, won't you?"
"Absolutley. How about you tell me which asshole we're going to make miserable and I'll find that number you need. I know it's here somewhere..."
"That's sweet, Sam, but I have an idea of what I want to do to him. I just need a little of your expertise to kick his ass. I believe he'll like it a little. Take your time on the number."
"In that case, I'm happy to help. I'm all about the ass kick..." -muffled: "For fucks sake, how many of you did they send?"- "Aha! Here it is. 555-867-5309. The recruiting guy's name is Richard. Knows what he's doing, but likes to make shady deals. Don't let him mess you around."
"555-867-5309. Richard. Okay. How would he mess me around?"
"Just tell him what your deal is and what your skills are. Don't agree to anything besides what you've already have."
"He wants more than what I'm willing to give? Got it."
"Doesn't everyone?" -running steps- "I gotta go. Call me if you have any problems, okay?"
"I will. I'll contact him. Thanks, Sam. Don't get hurt now."
"I'll be careful. You do the same. Bye."
-click-