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[a long pause, here. and then she kind of coughs a bit.] - ah, it's working?

[...]

...Um, yes... hello. [clears her throat.] This is Asano Rin. You can leave a message if you need.

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[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

Where d'you live!

[payback.livejournal.com]

Wha - Sirius?! What's it about?!

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

An emergency!

D'you want to know what?

[payback.livejournal.com]

What? [freaking out!] Did something happen to Jack? Are you both okay?

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

A crime.

[But he's starting to laugh now, oops.] Ask what it is!

[payback.livejournal.com]

[well there's a pause... because she's hearing that. and suddenly sounding sharper herself.]

What is it.

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

[A deep breath, and then the rest of this is said very quickly:] It's just--well, I've this flying motorbike, y'see, and I have to take it out because it gets rather restless if I don't, and it needs to be driven more when it's cold out--only here's the trouble, I've become stuck and I need capable assistance and your name came into my head, but I couldn't remember where you lived, and then I remembered that I didn't actually know where you lived, which is why I wans't able to remember it in the first place.

So-o?

[payback.livejournal.com]

[just listens to all of this

and a pause -]

I thought one of you had gotten run over or something!

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

[He's trying not to laugh, but it's nearly impossible--]

I'm stuck I said--what, that isn't dire enough for you? I could run over myself, if that would make you come to my aid all the faster.

[payback.livejournal.com]

Am I confused, or do you want me to drive your bike thing?

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

It isn't a thing, first off, get that right. Do you know how to drive?

[payback.livejournal.com]

Then what is it? And no I don't!

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

[Reverentially:] It's a motorbike.

[And, in a normal tone again--] And if you can't drive, you can't drive, so no, that isn't what I want. I thought you were going to come flying sometime!

[payback.livejournal.com]

[... Srs... u r... weird...

but whatever, she can deal.]

Well, I was. I am? Yes...

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

So? Do I have to spell this out?

[payback.livejournal.com]

Ah... well.

When?

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

Whenever you'd like--I haven't anything to do these days. All I do is lay about, languishing, drawing on the walls and eating. It's dead depressing, but I haven't any choice in it.

[payback.livejournal.com]

What about school?

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

I'm on involuntary holiday. Couldn't be happier. When?

[payback.livejournal.com]

Uh-hmmm... the weekend?!

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

Right! The weekend it is, then! Does Jack know where you live or would it be faster for you to simply tell me yourself?

[payback.livejournal.com]

He knows! He should know the way... um, what time?

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

Then I'll as him. How does four in the afternoon sound?

[payback.livejournal.com]

That should be fine... I'll leave it up to you. If it's enough daylight, it's fine.

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

I've never worried about the Darkness; don't see why I'd start now.

See you then, miss!