xiii | voice; forward dated to saturday evening

[invoking]

[ PRIVATE to NICK FURY and BOBBI MORSE ]

Hector Peck might be a dead end. I don't think he's involved at all with Vulcanus or that New Vesuvius city. He's just an editor for a newspaper here and keeps himself busy with that. Nothing out of the ordinary with his schedule or work.

[ /end private ]


[ When Gil speaks up, he sounds as if he's slightly congested. ]

I believe Raven has been ported out. If she had any previous or future engagements to attend to I'm sorry, but I don't think she'll be showing up. I haven't heard from or seen her around the house since before some of us were ported to New Vesuvius.

I'm not sure what to do yet about her belongings. It seems too soon to pack them away somewhere so they aren't lying around the place, doesn't it? A bit rude, too... [ He sighs. It's hard to finish cleaning the place when he's caught in a tiny dilemma like this!! ]

It's always going to be impossible to predict how long before people return. [ A beat. ] If they do.

[ Followed by another pause, as if he may add something to that thought. ]

Ah, never mind.

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[invoking]

Living alone isn't a problem for me. I'm used to it. [ Being alone in general? He doesn't do well. ]

[aggressiveapathy]

Why. There's a million people here. Living alone sucks. Everything's dirty and it's quiet.

[invoking]

It's not for everyone, true.

[ A beat. ]

You don't live alone, though.

[aggressiveapathy]

[Long pause]

People leave.

[invoking]

Did someone you know get ported out?

[aggressiveapathy]

Mm. When the tenth roommate goes I want a prize.

[invoking]

[ A pause followed by a sigh. ]

I'm sorry to hear.

[aggressiveapathy]

The porter is a loser. Whatever. It's the rent that's the problem.

[invoking]

Ah, port outs would definitely cause that to happen.

How many people were you?

[aggressiveapathy]

Why? Will you hug me and make it better. Or have a bake sale or something.

[invoking]

[ Quickly: ] No.

Are you late on the rent this month?

[aggressiveapathy]

Are you going to give me money?

[invoking]

I didn't say that either! [ But if she really needs it, he may chip in. :|a ]

[aggressiveapathy]

Are you.

[invoking]

[ His stupid big heart.

Because April sounds... sound and normal for once and it's freaking him out. ]

Are you feeling unwell?

[aggressiveapathy]

I don't do feeling. How are you so rich you don't need roommates.

Do you have a sugar daddy or something.

[invoking]

Sugar... daddy?

[aggressiveapathy]

Use the internet. I believe in you.

[invoking]

I get the feeling I don't want to know.

Anyway, don't you remember? I... inherited this place.

[aggressiveapathy]

From the king of the City?

[invoking]

Susan Storm.

[aggressiveapathy]

Oh. You never sold it.

[invoking]

I don't have that right.

[aggressiveapathy]

It's yours. You can burn it or turn it into a BDSM club. If you want.

[invoking]

I would never do anything like that!