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Jun. 1st, 2016 11:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Not going to be home tonight, Damian. Everything's fine. We're on Victoria right now.
If anything comes up, please call James McGinty or the others. Or ask me to do it.
Take care of yourself. I'll be home soon.
Y
If anything comes up, please call James McGinty or the others. Or ask me to do it.
Take care of yourself. I'll be home soon.
Y
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Date: 2016-06-03 02:09 am (UTC)Or at least she does until she can arrange a flight with Mervin safely. Or wait for another cargo ship.
She pats a spot. "Want me to heat up some breakfast for you? Or is it just coffee that confounds you?" Since that'd been - a bit surreal sitting there, far too late, after shopping to a nonstop string of "not that" and Shaun absently saying that she'd have to make the coffee in the morning.
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Date: 2016-06-03 02:53 am (UTC)So they did. They should have all along.
"I'm only partially searching for that kid because I owe it to his dad." Shaun begins. "And because it's wrong in general. But the people who have him..they'd turn him into an experiment and use what they gained to help themselves in bringing about some..really scary shite. And I'm fine with the rest." He's popping in some toast now, waiting.
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Date: 2016-06-03 03:01 am (UTC)She fishes around for some Russian jam and adds a splash of milk to her coffee. She's moving pretty slow and gingerly on her knee, and that bruise on the side of her leg is pretty obvious now that she doesn't have her leggings on.
"So - since we're looking into Abstergo, are we tracing the path of that kid getting out and need to screw it up? Or the other way around?"
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Date: 2016-06-03 03:37 am (UTC)He's grabbing some of the coffee, and adding some jam to his toast, frowning a bit as he watches her. "For NOW, I'd say you need to sit down. That looks pretty painful. I'll see about the woman my people know, who I can call. She seems to have specialized in war hospital type work so mobile injuries might be familiar too. And well, we want to be sure the kid isn't in their hands. If we can make him disappear, that'd be the best. I'm pretty sure they'll be watching his mum too close to bring him home, but ideally, I can make them disappear. Worse comes to it, his grandfather's alive but...that'd be the last possible last resort."
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Date: 2016-06-03 03:43 am (UTC)"I take it that the grandfather's not optimal. And there's no shame in being a historian. I'm just a rabble rouser and the group accountant." Yvette's smiling over at him. "I've got a ship, you know. We could tell them to screw the cargo ships and actually fly out on something with real beds."