Jack's Room, London, Wednesday Morning
Dec. 8th, 2010 08:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Jack didn't even have a particular reason for calling Emma. It was just one of those things he did every so often when he was lonely and at loose ends. The first time he'd tried and gotten a bad connection, he didn't even think about it.
But when texts didn't go through either and the problem persisted on a few more dials over more than a day, he started calling other numbers. Karla's line wasn't working; neither was Alex's. A few other people only went to voice mail. Finally, he shrugged and tried someone he hadn't spoken to much since the summer. Dinah was usually good at knowing what was going on.
[OOC: NFB due to distance. For the blondest of the canaries, please.]
But when texts didn't go through either and the problem persisted on a few more dials over more than a day, he started calling other numbers. Karla's line wasn't working; neither was Alex's. A few other people only went to voice mail. Finally, he shrugged and tried someone he hadn't spoken to much since the summer. Dinah was usually good at knowing what was going on.
[OOC: NFB due to distance. For the blondest of the canaries, please.]
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Date: 2010-12-09 02:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-09 02:24 am (UTC)Like that could sound casual, much as Jack wanted to make it seem so.
"Thank you for making the trip," he added.
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Date: 2010-12-09 02:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-09 02:36 am (UTC)He could hope.
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Date: 2010-12-09 02:38 am (UTC)Yeah, 'cause that would work.
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Date: 2010-12-09 02:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-09 02:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-09 02:49 am (UTC)And then he tried calling Emma again, just to see if anything had changed in the last ten minutes.