matilda martin / luna lovegood (notloony) wrote in ourtruecomms, @ 2010-01-14 21:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | clyde bailey, matilda martin |
Who: Matilda Martin and Clyde Bailey
What: Letting Clyde know about this.
When: Late Thursday night/early Friday morning
-ring ring-
"Bailey. Hello?"
"Clyde." -a sigh, somewhat relieved but hoarse, exhausted- "It's - it's me. Something... happened."
"Tildie, baby? What?" -definite change in tone to concern-
"Well. You were right. I should've moved to the castle." -rueful laugh-
"Why do you say that, baby?"
-a long pause- "Someone blew up my flat."
-longer pause then something that sounds like crashing and then some- "Fuck me. Are you okay?"
"Yes, yes, I'm fine. I was down the street when it happened. I'm just... tired."
"Where are you staying now? You aren't hurt? Gimme a few minutes and I can be there."
"Nowhere, at the moment. I called Michael just after it happened, but I haven't heard from him yet. Until I do, the police recommended a hotel. Not very helpful, considering, but it's better than nothing. And I'm too exhausted to think of anything else."
"You want to hop here, or are you going to settle in the hotel?"
"Oh. Right. I didn't even think - god, I'm out of it, sorry. Yes, I'll come to you."
"Are you sure? Can you make it okay? Did the police tell you to stay local?"
"Not explicitly, no. They said they'd call if they needed me, and I can get back here quickly if they call. And I'm sure. There's nowhere I'd rather be right now." -she leaves off the except the obvious that's on the tip of her tongue-
"Then get a cab. I'll be waiting for you. Then we need to get you into the castle. You'll need to think about your office and what to do with it, baby."
"Clyde, I don't - I can't think about that right now." -her voice almost breaks- "I just want to sleep."
"Okay, get to the MTN. I'll be there when you walk through."
"Alright. See you soon."
"See you soon." -a pause before he hangs up-
-click-