[ she regrets it as soon as she hits 'call.' it's late; a glance at the clock informs her it's closer to eleven than ten. there is nothing she means to ask that could not wait until morning and she pulls the phone away from her to end the call when his voice comes through.
claire pulls a face not unlike why this before settling the phone against her ear again. ]
Mr. Quill. [ her voice is steadier than she feels. ] I'm sorry for calling so late. I wanted to know how you were.
[ Luckily (or possibly unluckily) for her, Peter keeps late hours.
Then again, ever since the gassing at the swear-in, his hours have been practically all over the place, since sleep is hard to come by; and when he does manage to catch a nap here and there, it's plagued with nightmares filled with all the crap that was dredged up by the toxins.
So. Not a fun time, lately.
He's not too surprised when Claire calls. She seems the type who'd stuffily express her appreciation for his assistance, blah, blah, blah. It's why he answers pretty easily. ]
You know you can call me Peter, right?
[ He says it lightly, though he certainly doesn't feel it. ]
And I'm pretty sure that's my line. You holding up okay?
when they are locked up. and not chasing her or her nephews. ]
Our focus groups would agree with you. Unfortunately, they're also too dangerous. Even with our security measures, we had a handler resign almost every other month.
[ claire's voice is a curious mix of brisk and lively. underneath both, a note of pride. a lot can be said about her, not all of it complimentary, but one thing cannot be denied: she loved her job. she was in her element there. and she misses it. ]
audio | couple days after fear-fest
claire pulls a face not unlike why this before settling the phone against her ear again. ]
Mr. Quill. [ her voice is steadier than she feels. ] I'm sorry for calling so late. I wanted to know how you were.
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Then again, ever since the gassing at the swear-in, his hours have been practically all over the place, since sleep is hard to come by; and when he does manage to catch a nap here and there, it's plagued with nightmares filled with all the crap that was dredged up by the toxins.
So. Not a fun time, lately.
He's not too surprised when Claire calls. She seems the type who'd stuffily express her appreciation for his assistance, blah, blah, blah. It's why he answers pretty easily. ]
You know you can call me Peter, right?
[ He says it lightly, though he certainly doesn't feel it. ]
And I'm pretty sure that's my line. You holding up okay?
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[ logic says she cannot be doing too badly if she is already capable of dry humor. in this case, logic would be wrong. ]
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Hey, give me some credit. I'm a pretty fast runner.
[ Although he's not entirely sure how well he would have been able to outrun a six-foot Tyrannosaurus Rex. A thought exercise for another day. ]
How's the kid, at least? [ Ripley. He means Ripley. ]
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[ mr. penguin touched our lives but briefly. :'< ]
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She's cute, by the way.
Y'know, when she's not tryin' to liberate a guy's rib cage from the rest of his body.
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[ not only because she literally tried to do just that.
dorian better buy his portrait a solid gold frame I'm js. ]
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[ he doesn't sound it -- mostly because he's not sorry. like, at all. being cavalier about death is the ravager way. ]
She is cute, though. Weirdly enough.
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You guys have got raptors?
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That's a 'yes'.
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[ scientifically proven, probably. ]
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when they are locked up. and not chasing her or her nephews. ]
Our focus groups would agree with you. Unfortunately, they're also too dangerous. Even with our security measures, we had a handler resign almost every other month.
[ claire's voice is a curious mix of brisk and lively. underneath both, a note of pride. a lot can be said about her, not all of it complimentary, but one thing cannot be denied: she loved her job. she was in her element there. and she misses it. ]
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You know, that's an awfully roundabout way of saying, "They're cool, but damn, are they dangerous.
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Anyway, I was calling to check up on you. As first impressions go, that's not one I'm proud of.
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[ He pauses, shifting as if to get into a more comfortable position. ]
What about now? You doin' okay?
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[ she forces a smile in hopes the gesture bleeds into her tone, makes it more convincing. ]
Seems like every other day something else comes up. [ she laughs. ] The craziness is almost starting to feel normal.
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Yeah, I get what you mean. I'm worried I'm gonna get to a point where I just think, "Oh, is everything on fire again? Must be a Tuesday."
Doesn't make it okay, though.
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But putting out fires is part of it. Just hopefully not literally.
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Or little buckets of water, when all else fails.
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Anyway, I should let you go. It's late.
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You-- sure you're good? [ A touch of concern bleeds into his voice. ] It was a pretty rough night for everyone.
If you-- [ he pauses, clears his throat. ] If you needed to talk or-- whatever...
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There's a bakery near my place. Not that big, but the coffee is decent and it's open until one.
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