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Tweak says, "What, and YOU'RE so smart?"

Elise Florescu (darkling) wrote,
@ 2008-01-13 16:44:00

Private to John Constantine.
Moments after this conversation takes place, an urgent thought goes out in Constantine's direction. Elise isn't shrieking or yelling, but John will recognize from the force of the thought that something is very, very wrong.

JOHN.

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	silkcut 2008-01-13 11:32 pm UTC (link)
	Some messages come across the ether like butterflies, fluttery and chaotic and meandering. This one? Speeding bullet. He reaches out and catches the thought just before it slams into him. Elise? (Reply to this) (Thread)

	darkling 2008-01-14 06:24 am UTC (link)
	Relief sweeps through at the sound of his voice, and she sounds out of breath. I need to talk to you. In person. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	silkcut 2008-01-14 06:46 am UTC (link)
	Hesitation. He almost cracks a joke -- about desperation, about dying to see him -- but knowing his type of trouble, 'dying' might be something realer than it ought to be. Your place or mine? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	darkling 2008-01-14 07:01 am UTC (link)
	She pauses for logistics. I think it would be easier for you to travel. She has managed to keep her voice steady so far. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	silkcut 2008-01-14 07:07 am UTC (link)
	A worried moment. She's not usually like this. John extends wavering sympathy, the equivalent of a steadied hand on a shoulder, and an unspoken 'you okay?'. What he actually says, however, is another matter: I can get a flight on Wednesday. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	darkling 2008-01-14 07:23 am UTC (link)
	She takes a shaky breath, and steadies herself, nodding to herself. Her human instincts and emotions are still strong, and can be seen at times like this. Okay. I'm turning it off. He should know what she was talking about. He had been the one to help her find her way in it in the first place. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	silkcut 2008-01-14 07:49 am UTC (link)
	Bye, love. See you. John doesn't hold on after that; he lets the connection break without another sound. (Reply to this) (Parent)