Student Housing, London, Friday Morning

[bitten_notshy]

The portals were booked: Jack and Sebastien were scheduled to go to 1901 Boston early the next day. Kevin had been informed he'd need a new flatmate for the spring, and the university had been told Jack was taking a leave of absence. (Neither, it must be said, seemed exactly broken up to see him go.) Jack had made excuses to his London friends, something about a sick relative that was deliberately dull enough to discourage further questioning.

All that was left were the calls to people from Fandom.

Sebastien, being a wise man, had taken himself elsewhere to handle some paperwork, so Jack had privacy as he started dialing.

It was possible he was calling in ascending order of difficulty.

[OOC: NFB due to distance, but open for calls and the like.]

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[not_in_the_book]

Ronan considered a moment. "I-- might be able to get it done. If not, is the mail-drop you mentioned secure enough for it? I can package it so that it's not suspiciously contemporary."

[bitten_notshy]

"It should be. It's through some old friends," Jack nodded. (Very old, considering they were Sebastien's friends.) "It may take a few days for me to get something from there, but no more."

[not_in_the_book]

"And if you need anything I'm getting you within the next week," Ronan suggested, "things are... probably worse than we're expecting."