5. mr fox is apparently making house calls.

[itwasnotso]

Apparently I'm leaving for the Middle East tomorrow morning. I've had medical conferences in Vienna and London, but this seems to be an entirely new kind of professional voyage. For one, it involves subtle lies to my non-tale coworkers.

I don't resent an opportunity to travel, but it does make one wonder about the sorts of hoops one is expected to

Comments

[bramblesgaveway]

Sending you to the Middle East?

[itwasnotso]

Of all places.

[bramblesgaveway]

Why?

[itwasnotso]

Taking care of someone.

[bramblesgaveway]

[...]

Figured.

Jess.

[itwasnotso]

I don't actually know who my patient is, or how bad the damage must be. Though the issue was, apparently, important enough to request an immediate departure on my part. I'm leaving first thing in the morning.

Quite a new experience. I'm curious to see where it all ends.

Reynard.

[bramblesgaveway]

Oh. Ok.

Jess.

[itwasnotso]

[...]

My apologies if the answer bored you.

Reynard.

[bramblesgaveway]

No.

[...]

It's the fucking Middle East.

Jess.

[itwasnotso]

[After Velvet's comment.]

Word is from one of our head librarians that there "shouldn't be any danger". Reassuring?

Reynard.

[bramblesgaveway]

Guess so.

[...]

Still worried.

Jess.

[itwasnotso]

One moment, please; let me examine an infinite collection of catchphrases for a minute.

[...]

"I'm a big boy, I can take care of myself"?

Reynard.

[bramblesgaveway]

I'm laughing. Really.

Jess.

[itwasnotso]

Impressive stiff upper lip you've got going there.

Reynard.

[bramblesgaveway]

Don't worry about it.

Jess.

[itwasnotso]

Same to you.