[TM] Phone Calls Coming and Going

[taughtbykerouac]

Xander rubbed the back of his head hard with the heel of his hand. Oz and him had been making phone calls, and mostly leaving messages with everyone that he could sort out needed to know the truth. Orlando was still making arrangements Xander was sure, but it wasn't the point to fill everyone in on the details. It was just to let them know that

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[taughtbykerouac]

Xander wanted to laugh at the oddity of how that single question sounded, was he alright? Sure he was just fine. He had up and left his job on such short notice that there might not be a job for him to go back to, his best friend was killed in a car accident, and what made it even more painful of a reality was that she was pregnant at the time. He offerred to make all these phone calls thinking that it would make it easier, that saying the same cold hard facts would numb him to it that much more. Instead he was just feeling it over and over again.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's rough for all of us I think. Cordelia was one of those rare people, that you either love, or hate, or love to hate. There are only a handful of those that actually make a difference in the world. She's gonna be missed, and it sucks Andrew. It sucks more than Rob Leifield trying to change 'the face of Marvel' it sucks more than Havok leaving Polaris at the alter for his nurse... that would have been better if she wasn't drawn by a penciller that made the nurse look just like Lorna Dane! It just sucks like not waiting for the right director for X3!" His voice might be getting a bit elevated, and the comic references are just because he knows that Andrew might be able to understand the suck just a bit more than if he started it up with construction references, or other things.

[watcher_wells]

*he frowned listening to him and sighed* Where are you?

[taughtbykerouac]

Taking a deep breath he tried to regain control of the tiny tangent he was on. If he was in Chicago he could have taken it out on Leifield personally at Wizard World, but he wasn't in Chicago... he was in Boston. Boston, Bean Town, The Place where Cordelia Chase would be laid to.. where Cordelia Chase-Bloom would be laid to rest.

"Sorry, tangents just happen to the best of us at times like these. I'm in Boston. Staying at the Nine Zero, and playing phone tag to friends I thought I'd call in a month or so to check in on them, not now to tell them that one of us didn't make it to thirty."

[watcher_wells]

I'll come to Boston Xander. I'll be bringing someone with me, but I'll be there.

[taughtbykerouac]

Xander was glad to have friends that were as selfless as he was, dropping it all to come pay tribute to Cordelia... even the ones that didn't ever meet her came out just to support those that had known her. Sunnydale was this odd extended family of people who just knew how real the world was.

"Thanks Andrew. I've got more calls coming in, but call me when you get here. Hopefully I'll have more information on the service."

[watcher_wells]

Alright me and Ailith will be there soon. Talk to you when I get there Xander.