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[eiremagic]

[There's the sound of a crash, and a crunch, and then buttonmashing]

Matt! I think this bloody thing broke! I'm tryin' to record me bleedin' message and...

Oh, I think...oh shite.

Uh. Hey. This is Eden. Leave one. If yeh want.

Matt how do I get this bloody thing to shut off?

[BEEP]

1 -> TEXTS
2 -> VOICEMAIL
3 -> PAGE

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[eiremagic]

[She pulls a gun and carries it low, and she's moving across the room towards Chase.]

Chase, Chase, are yeh...

[She looks him over]

Are yeh okay?

[She doesn't move to touch him yet, because she knows that sometimes the adrenaline makes someone fight before they think]

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[worksmart.livejournal.com]

[Not him, this time. He's disoriented for a second as he turns to look for the voice - she hadn't seen had she - and then something dark clouds the blue in his stare. He presses a hand over the scratches, testing the depth.]

I'm. I'm... fine.

[Action]

[eiremagic]

[She's got the gun firmly in one hand and she's looking around.]

Yeh're sure?

[And she moves closer to him, offering her other hand]

[Action]

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

It's a flesh wound.

[No humour to a joke she won't get anyway. He ignores the offer, gripping the edge of the table with both hands and lowering himself down on vaguely unsteady legs.]

[Action]

[eiremagic]

Chase...

[She knows that sometimes these wounds don't register right away]

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[worksmart.livejournal.com]

[And he knows wounds, though he unfastens the remaining buttons to check. He looks like more has been drained out of him that a little spilt blood.]

I'm fine. Didn't mean to worry you.

[Action]

[eiremagic]

What happened?