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unsever ([personal profile] unsever) wrote2019-07-10 10:36 pm
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"Can't pick up the phone right now, you know the drill."

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volunteertomatoes: <user name="beticons" site="insanejournal.com"> (The alien thing that took its form)

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[personal profile] volunteertomatoes 2019-10-01 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ And we have one phone call for Julia Wicker: ]

Please pick up, Please pick up, please pick up--
unsever: (julia 002)

alright ok alrightok

[personal profile] unsever 2019-10-01 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, It's going to be okay. We'll figure it out. Just let me throw some clothes on and I'll be right over. Just take a breath and put down the phone for a sec, and get something to drink, ok? I don't care whatever it is, just keep your hands busy until I get there. Gimme 3 minutes and unlock the back door.
volunteertomatoes: <user name="beticons" site="insanejournal.com"> (Can you fill the silence?)

[personal profile] volunteertomatoes 2019-10-02 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Okay. Okay--but--jesus, Jules, I can't deal with any more of this shit--I can't.

[ He's so close to tipping. He'd thought he'd be okay after he and Eliot had a post-death discussion, and after Julia woke up, but apparently not. ]
unsever: (sm1b_287)

[personal profile] unsever 2019-10-03 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
Q, hey. [ She keeps him on the phone as she shuffles around her room, throwing clothes onto her bed as she tries to wipe shampoo out of her hair with the towel. ] Don’t get hysterical on me now, it’s not your turn to be the crazy one this week. We’ll figure it out, but I need you to not get ahead of yourself for a few minutes.

Would you rather come over here for a minute and then we can head back together?

[ Because she’s not sure he’s going to want to leave Eliot, but she also is pretty sure he doesn’t want to be alone in that situation right now. ]
volunteertomatoes: <user name="beticons" site="insanejournal.com"> (When the revenant came down)

[personal profile] volunteertomatoes 2019-10-06 02:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Quentin does what Julia's told him to do--there's the telltale sound of a click of a lock being unlocked, and shortly after the noise of cupboards being opened as Quentin takes the phone-like device and sets it on the counter. He glances up every so often to the bedroom even though Eliot is out of line of sight, just in case. ]

No. I don't want to leave him.

[ I can't is pretty heavy in the air. ]

He's breathing. That's good, right? It means it's keeping him alive.
unsever: (sm1b_328)

[personal profile] unsever 2019-10-09 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
We'll figure this out. I'll be there in a sec.

[ Throwing on whatever clothes she can find, she shuffles down the stairs, still listening to him and fucking hustling. ]

Yes, definitely good.

[ And then she's grabbing a few things from her kitchen and there's the sound of a door opening and closing behind her, a soft swear as the cooler air hits her skin. While she wasn't suffering from the death flu anymore, the nightmares and night sweats hadn't stopped meaning she hasn't really been sleeping. It's fine. Not like part of it wasn't something she was very experienced in dealing with.

Hanging up, she slips her phone into her pocket and opens the door. Not sure if he'd stayed near it or had already moved back to the bedroom. ]

Q?
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