016 • [Phonecall: Hades]

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[Her voice is polite - she is always very careful to remain polite - but dull and lackluster, impatient with the proceedings. Even more displeased with having to go through them again.]

Yes. One phone call. I understand perfectly.

[The jabbing of buttons borders upon violent this time.]

[ring~]
[She takes a long, calming breath - pulling in air

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[He has been digging into his port a little bit more than usual tonight; he picks up his phone and sighs before composing his tone to its usual former self]

Blackwell speaking.

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Good evening, sir. [Her tone doesn't quite meet her usual standards - it's overly formal, dulled out and skirting the edges of toneless.]

I am terribly sorry to inconvenience you, sir, but I am afraid that find myself in need of assistance.

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[If he notices the strangeness or rather unusualness in her tone Hades makes no comment on it.]

You need only speak what you need, you are no inconvenience.

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I - [Her temper flares for a moment - That was simple. Why was that so simple? - unwelcome anger curling at the back of her throat and briefly quieting her.]

It seems that I have gotten myself into a bit of trouble, L- Mister Blackwell. It is mostly cleared up now, sir. But if you would be so kind as to retrieve me, it would be most appreciated. [She murmurs out an address, Precinct number.]