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Post by Victor on Apr 22, 2022 21:14:15 GMT -8
Victor had barely hung up on Gavin before he raced through his contacts and mashed Henley's number. Motley mates kept track of each other, right? Surely Henley would know, and surely Henley's response couldn't be as alarming or cryptic as Gavin's original call. At least, it was all the Chimera could hope. He tapped the back of his phone impatiently as he waited for it to connect. |
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Post by Krakenbox on Apr 22, 2022 21:26:31 GMT -8
"Hi. I hope your night is going better than mine right now," Henley grunted through the line.
"I'm answering because I figured if it's from you it's important, or explains a few things. But I gotta say, I'm super busy dealing with some bullshit, and don't have a lot of time."
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Post by Victor on Apr 23, 2022 9:07:42 GMT -8
Victor let out a breath
"Its not the mimic Gavin called me about, is it?"
The question should have sounded like a joke, but the chimera deadpanned the delivery.
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Post by Krakenbox on Apr 23, 2022 9:54:11 GMT -8
"Oh, probably," Henley snarled, though the anger seemed to be at the world in general. "It would be grand if you countered the goon squad currently up my ass. I can wire whatever you need to pull it off. I think they organized and branded me with some kind of mark — ever read Berserk? Creepy shit. I have to go or I might be down another limb sooner than later. I want to help but- I can't right now. These things are savages-"
He cut the line himself, or maybe something happened. He sounded quite desperate and scared, but organizing priorities rather than staying on the line to coach the professional fixer.
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