Jack's Room, London, Wednesday Morning

[bitten_notshy]

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.]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"We will," Dinah said, determined. And relieved; a potential crisis without someone to double-check with it about-- was a lot worse. Having Jack to check in with it on made it seem possible to deal with it. "Okay. Get rest, good luck with your classes, and I'll call tomorrow. Same time, same Dinah-channel."

[bitten_notshy]

"The same to you, and I'll talk to you later," Jack said, and closed the connection.

And then he tried calling Emma again, just to see if anything had changed in the last ten minutes.