the 002nd. || voice

[pike]

[ Much like Nigel's first post, there is only silence when the device first clicks on. Eventually, though, the young man on the other end of the connection clears his throat. His tone is politely curious. ]

I've been told that the dead do not stay dead here and in ways much more involved than the occasional curse. Which leaves me wondering, City: is there no need for undertakers here?

[ There's a pause and then Nigel adds: ]  I had hoped to make myself useful.

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[synanthrope]

Yes, of course. Come by the garage. We'll take a car out. I'll even let you drive.

[Because there's still a bullethole in her shoulder, she can't shift as quickly as she likes, and if Saya can't do something perfectly she doesn't do it at all.]

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

Really?

[The perils of a lengthy shift schedule means missing important things, sometimes. Not that he's given to turning gift horses down.]

[synanthrope]

Yes. You may choose which car.

Just not the Bentley, it's getting work done.

[Besides it'll give Mouse and Freddy something to do, cleaning up what the salt and grit do to it afterwards.]

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

You know which car.

Good. I'll answer your other question then.

[synanthrope]

I'll see you tomorrow, then.

[worksmart.livejournal.com]

See you tomorrow.