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coppelganger) wrote2023-06-02 10:46 am
coppelganger) wrote2023-06-02 10:46 am
Entry tags:
ic contact; MoM
Hey, it's Sarah. Leave a message.
Hey, it's Sarah. Leave a message.
[ She looks pleasantly surprised to hear from him! ]
Hey. Yeah, still checking things out, you know.
Hey. Yeah, still checking things out, you know.
Hey, I, uh - I finally got some new clothes. Wanna get that drink, maybe, sometime soon?
Hey so...
[There's a sound in the background, a bit like someone's car is having digestive problems. Welcome to the affordable laundromat down the street.]
I maaaaybe tried to ask you out to dinner last night, when I found out the communicators were going wacky. And it went to the wrong person and it was super embarrassing, but. All that aside.
[He clears his throat and tries to sound like he isn't fighting with a dryer right now.]
May I do the honor of taking you out tonight?
[There's a sound in the background, a bit like someone's car is having digestive problems. Welcome to the affordable laundromat down the street.]
I maaaaybe tried to ask you out to dinner last night, when I found out the communicators were going wacky. And it went to the wrong person and it was super embarrassing, but. All that aside.
[He clears his throat and tries to sound like he isn't fighting with a dryer right now.]
May I do the honor of taking you out tonight?
[ Don't laugh Sarah don't laugh don't laugh. ]
The honor?
The honor?
Edited 2015-10-06 00:25 (UTC)
Hey, uh, I just wanted to make sure you're alright. I mean, with all the Crane stuff that happened yesterday, and then you didn't come home last night and, well... not home, I mean, you don't have to stay here if you don't want to, I just... please let me know you're somewhere safe.
[ It takes her a while to answer him, and when she does, her voice is quiet. She's ashamed of herself, falling back into old habits like this, but not enough to apologize. ]
Hey. I'm fine. I left town for a few days, that's all.
Hey. I'm fine. I left town for a few days, that's all.
[On the last mailing day before Christmas, a padded envelope will show up at Sarah's front door. The return address is Nonah #002, but the stamp says it was mailed from De Chima.
Inside, she'll find a photograph of a very familiar band, signed by a familiar name. George did his research - though they picked a slightly different name, and English punk didn't make quite the same waves in this universe, Joe Strummer and The Smash did gain a cult following in the late 1970s.
A note will fall out with the picture - the hospital stationary suggests that it was written before George left, and the words make it clear that it's from before their fight.
Sarah -
I thought my coworker was delusional when she said her late brother-in-law had been really into some band called The Smash, but she wasn't making it up. She traded me this picture to take a couple of her 48-hour shifts the week of Christmas, so I'm mailing you this just in case I can't be there in person.
Merry Christmas. I hope we can make it a really great one. You deserve it.
- George]
Inside, she'll find a photograph of a very familiar band, signed by a familiar name. George did his research - though they picked a slightly different name, and English punk didn't make quite the same waves in this universe, Joe Strummer and The Smash did gain a cult following in the late 1970s.
A note will fall out with the picture - the hospital stationary suggests that it was written before George left, and the words make it clear that it's from before their fight.
I thought my coworker was delusional when she said her late brother-in-law had been really into some band called The Smash, but she wasn't making it up. She traded me this picture to take a couple of her 48-hour shifts the week of Christmas, so I'm mailing you this just in case I can't be there in person.
Merry Christmas. I hope we can make it a really great one. You deserve it.
- George]
[He calls her around 6:00 PM, after he's gotten back from De Chima and checked in on some patients. His voice is quiet and hesitant.]
Hey. Um, I'm back in town. If you still want to talk.
Hey. Um, I'm back in town. If you still want to talk.
[ She resists the urge to ask him what he was doing, why he was gone for four days. It's exactly the kind of thing she herself would have done if their positions were reversed. ]
Yeah. Yeah, I do. You can come over whenever. I'll be here.
Yeah. Yeah, I do. You can come over whenever. I'll be here.
Hey, I'm fine, everyone's fine, finally got this psychic link working. It's working, right? I'm 99% sure it's working. Anyways, don't worry, everything's okay.
[ Get ready for an absolutely frantic-sounding Sarah! ]
Cos! Tell me the truth, are you alright? Are you getting enough food? Is your cough okay? Clara told me— [ She cuts herself off, sounding frustrated. ] If you can think of anything specific to tell me... I'm working on getting you out, okay? I'm coming to get you. I just need to know where.
Cos! Tell me the truth, are you alright? Are you getting enough food? Is your cough okay? Clara told me— [ She cuts herself off, sounding frustrated. ] If you can think of anything specific to tell me... I'm working on getting you out, okay? I'm coming to get you. I just need to know where.
[On this, the most important romance-related holiday of the year, Sarah receives a card delivered by a flying pig. The pig was probably supposed to look sort of like cupid, as is appropriate for the day, but Mabel made the wings way more bat-like than cherubic. Oops!
There’s a small chocolate heart taped to the back, and a little note: Happy Valentine’s Day! Have the best day EVER!!]
There’s a small chocolate heart taped to the back, and a little note: Happy Valentine’s Day! Have the best day EVER!!]
Hey, so you think asking charming time traveler about her Valentine's Day plans would scare her off? Like, it wouldn't scare me off, but I know it's like, a thing for some people.
can't hurt to ask. if she's got plans you know your thing is just a casual flirtation. if she doesn't you'll probably get laid on valentines day. win win.
Sarah are you seeing this shit
Edited 2016-02-15 22:48 (UTC)
[It's been two days of radio silence from George when he leaves her this message late Friday morning. His voice is exhausted and frazzled, and there's an ominous clamor in the background.]
Um. Hey. I know I disappeared for a couple days, and I'm so sorry, and I still don't know what happened, but... [Okay, deep breaths. Deep breaths.] I-I just got arrested.
Um. Hey. I know I disappeared for a couple days, and I'm so sorry, and I still don't know what happened, but... [Okay, deep breaths. Deep breaths.] I-I just got arrested.
[ What. What. WHAT.
Sarah has been worried about George and has so many questions she wants answered, but she knows it's better not to ask them until they're face to face. At least she knows he's not kidnapped or god knows what, now. ]
You—alright. Where are you right now?
Sarah has been worried about George and has so many questions she wants answered, but she knows it's better not to ask them until they're face to face. At least she knows he's not kidnapped or god knows what, now. ]
You—alright. Where are you right now?
Uh, yeah. Hi.
Did I leave some keys at yours? A key? I dunno. Something key-like. I'm locked out of my place and my neighbour almost called the cops.
( Actually her neighbour invited her to come inside and eat food, but details. )
Did I leave some keys at yours? A key? I dunno. Something key-like. I'm locked out of my place and my neighbour almost called the cops.
( Actually her neighbour invited her to come inside and eat food, but details. )
[ She sounds less than happy. This is not a great time. ]
I don't know. I'll check, hold on.
I don't know. I'll check, hold on.
hey
going out of town for a bit, stuff happening
don't be weird if i don't come bacl for a couple weeks
*back
might be a bit of a dick so don't try talk to me or whatever
going out of town for a bit, stuff happening
don't be weird if i don't come bacl for a couple weeks
*back
might be a bit of a dick so don't try talk to me or whatever
[ Mom Friend activate! ]
oi wait wtf what's going on?
you can't not tell me, i'll worry
oi wait wtf what's going on?
you can't not tell me, i'll worry
yeah, meet you at your place
[ Things are totally normal. ]
[ Things are totally normal. ]
Vaguely backdated to whenever works to make other stuff work tbh
magnitudes
2016-07-02 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
car battery died
Can you come get me?
Can you come get me?
[ Sarah starts in as soon as Alison picks up. ]
She was gonna find out we're here anyway!
She was gonna find out we're here anyway!
( It's early on a Sunday, or at least, it's 7am on a Sunday, which she figures is Too Early by Sarah standards when Sarissa knocks on the doorframe and steps into the guest room that Sarah's been inhabiting; double bed, grey and blue sheets and white walls that are clean rather than sterile. The curtains aren't shut properly, so while the room is dark it is being invaded by the early Florida sun, and Sarissa walks over to tug it shut a little more to grant Sarah more darkness to sleep better before she goes.
For now, though, she has to talk to her, so she's gently setting a hand on Sarah's shoulder. )
Hey, sleephead. I gotta head out, alright? I'll bring some breakfast back with me.
( ... she's dressed up nice, though. Nicer than usual. )
For now, though, she has to talk to her, so she's gently setting a hand on Sarah's shoulder. )
Hey, sleephead. I gotta head out, alright? I'll bring some breakfast back with me.
( ... she's dressed up nice, though. Nicer than usual. )
[ Sarah jerks awake at the first touch, the instinctive reaction of a person who both doesn't sleep well and who half-expects to be woken up by something a lot less nice than a shake of the shoulder. She squints in the dim light, taking in the bedroom and the person standing next to her and slowly relaxing back onto the bed. Okay. Just Sarissa, it's good. It's all good. Except it's very early, and Sarissa's wearing... what. That. ]
The hell are you goin'?
The hell are you goin'?
[ Oh, shit.
Sarah knows immediately what Clara's talking about, and she knows what it must mean. Cosima told Clara. Clara's not taking it well. ]
Uh... Well. We got to a point where I couldn't be with him unless he knew, 'cause otherwise everything would just be... fake.
[ #sorryforthrowingyouunderthebuscosima ]
Sarah knows immediately what Clara's talking about, and she knows what it must mean. Cosima told Clara. Clara's not taking it well. ]
Uh... Well. We got to a point where I couldn't be with him unless he knew, 'cause otherwise everything would just be... fake.
[ #sorryforthrowingyouunderthebuscosima ]
Text | at the most ungodly hour and somehow still impatient
schwanengesang
2016-09-16 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Hello, Sarah. I have a proposition for you.
[ After less than a minute. ]
Answer soon.
[ After less than a minute. ]
Answer soon.
[ Sarah's reply comes a few minutes later. ]
what do you want, rachel?
what do you want, rachel?
Hey, it’s Riss.
So the fifth of November is bonfire night. ( And her birthday, but you know. Secret clone business, etc. )
I was gonna do a thing on the beach. If you wanted to come, obviously, you don't have to. It's, uh— dumb actually, I dunno. Let me know.
So the fifth of November is bonfire night. ( And her birthday, but you know. Secret clone business, etc. )
I was gonna do a thing on the beach. If you wanted to come, obviously, you don't have to. It's, uh— dumb actually, I dunno. Let me know.
Call me ASAP.
Edited (hideously inappropriate icon) 2016-11-03 16:38 (UTC)
[ Sarah knows an emergency when she sees one. She calls Sarissa as soon as she gets the text. ]
What's going on? You okay?
What's going on? You okay?
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