emma carstairs: the next great shadowhunter (shortsword) wrote in themandalay, |
Emotions warred within Emma for dominance, the unspeakable relief that that was Julian's voice versus the crush of despair that he was unmistakably in pain. Where had he been taken from, that he was hurt, and she hadn't already taken it away? "I'm coming to you now." She told him, and there was no trace of uncertainty in her voice. He was here, so she would find him. "We're in Vegas, or somewhere that looks like Vegas." Emma sheathed Cortana and pressed her phone between ear and shoulder, keeping both hands free to guide her descent back down the spire. "You should be in a hotel room. I was brought here yesterday, and the Lightwoods, Clary and Jace have been here even longer." Once she was on the ground, she snapped the harness undone, and made short work of dragging the equipment down and tucking it away. Bringing up Sebastian Morgenstern could wait until they were in the same room again. |