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Post by Croupier on May 26, 2022 8:14:43 GMT -8
Croupier waited for the nightly round of medications and examinations to be concluded before he pulled out his phone and searched through the list of contacts. He would have a two hour window between now and the next time the nurses came to check on his dressings and vitals; to make sure the delicious narcotics being pumped into his veins were flowing properly. More than once he had brushed his arm passed a nurse or attending doctor under the guise of stretching, if only for a little taste of the Vital Spark to accelerate his healing. He had to be careful not to do it too often, lest he draw more suspicion onto himself. Bad enough the cops were looking at him.
With a heavy sigh, Croupier took one last look to make sure he was alone and wouldn't be overheard, and tapped on the contact for Alexandrite.
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Post by Krakenbox on May 26, 2022 18:27:22 GMT -8
There was an odd ringing that might have been his injuries as a voice flexed into existence. It eerily reminded Dan of his manager that paid him under the table to run private events for his clients.
"Good morning. And you might be...?"
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Post by Croupier on May 27, 2022 6:22:55 GMT -8
A heavy stone sank into the pit of Croupier's stomach. It felt like his wound was about to reopen as he talked, "Good morning. I'm sure you don't know me but my name is Dan Miller. We..." Croupier paused as he tried to think of the right thing to say. Two days had gone by before he woke up. Plenty of time for the police to do their homework. It was also plenty of time for them to tamper with his phone. Discretion was the better part of valour. "We go to the same church."
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Post by Krakenbox on May 27, 2022 10:26:26 GMT -8
"All right, Mister Miller. And why have you called me, specifically?"
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Post by Croupier on May 30, 2022 5:40:43 GMT -8
Croupier's throat dried up at the words, as if his body was refusing to have this conversation. "Well, I'm calling you because I'm in need of help, and this kind of help is the sort that racks up debt in a hurry. Frankly I'd rather pay off that debt to you than anyone else."
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Post by Krakenbox on May 30, 2022 6:19:10 GMT -8
The Knight waited, giving the other a chance to catch his breath or whatever he was needing to continue.
"Mhm?"
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Post by Croupier on May 30, 2022 6:24:29 GMT -8
Closing his eyes, Croupier continued, "It's related to the events of a couple nights ago - the party and what happened after. Would you be able to come meet me? I'm in Room 432 at University Medical Center."
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Post by Krakenbox on May 30, 2022 6:45:27 GMT -8
"I am truly sorry that happened to you. Have you been made?" the Darkling casually asked. "And are you alone?"
They weren't sure why they needed to arrive in person when Croupier could just explain what he needed quietly over the phone.
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Post by Croupier on May 31, 2022 8:52:35 GMT -8
There was something unsettling about how calm the voice on the other line was. Croupier took a quick glance to make sure the nurse had not returned before returning to his call. "I'm alone for now. As for being made... my double stabbed me and got away. The police have him, but they also know about my fetch." Croupier closed his eyes as his incompetence was made bare, "So of course the cops are very curious as to why there are three Dan Millers running around."
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Post by Krakenbox on Jun 8, 2022 18:21:38 GMT -8
There was a beat as the Darkling measured the situation.
"Well that's most unfortunate. Disappearing him then would just draw more attention until investigation is resolved- or handed off." The tone shifted as Alexandrite seemed to consider something.
"My condolences to the assault. Your Fetch may likely seek out a Huntsman and investigate the situation, but I'm no expert on their nature." There was a longer stretch of silence, as wheels spun on a very tense situation. "I may take care of your double, but your Fetch will have claim over your identity with the sheer advantage of established time? Best admit identity theft and ghost once time is appropriate. I need more information before I can set something up, like who is involved in investigating your file."
The Knight of Masks inhaled softly, "Wait, you have been...freely identifying yourself with your True Name?"
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