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]

After a day of trying to get people and not getting them, this was a huge relief, to have someone calling her.

"Jack! Hi. How are you and have you heard from anyone on the island?"