Room 324, Saturday Midday (a little later)
Kate was packing for spring break. The Bahamas, seriously? How awesome was that?
She so needed the vacation.
Kate had been waiting for a call from her brother, so her phone was already close at hand when it started ringing.
But the call wasn't from a number she knew, and the raised eyebrow was practically audible. "Hello?"
"Hi!" This time, George had his voice well under control, thank you much. "This is George. We have a mutual acquaintance, and I'd like to know if, er, you knew where he was."
Score.
"Who, Bobby? I have no idea where he is right now, sorry."
... Wrong George, Kate.
"I-- Who? No, no no no, no, no, not Bobby..." So much for a clean run. "The other... one. Yes."
Give her a moment, she'll figure it out.
"... Mitchell? Why?"
"I'm-- just-- worried," George said, the pitch of his voice heading up as he realised this phone call would be a lot harder to explain than the one to Jack, "Because he... forgot something, and he hasn't been around to pick it up." Nice save.
If you didn't notice the squeakiness.
"He forgot something."
Color Kate unconvinced.
Also, worried.
"What's going on?"
"He forgot this really priceless, personal thing at, er, home. It's... really valuable, and it's really important that I get it to him right now, wherever he is..."
MI6 should hire George. No, really. "So could you please just tell me if you know? I haven't seen him in three days and it's urgent. I mean, you know what it's like in these modern days, ha--" The laugh was particularly convincing. "Running about, leaving things all over the place, there's no valuing the sentimental things anymore..."
"Right."
So not convinced. But it didn't mean she wasn't going to tell him what she knew. "Um... I think he said something about going to some pub with Professor Maximus, last time I talked to him?"
"Oh, shit. Which pub?"
That reaction worried Kate just a little bit more.
"Um, Claddagh Pub, I think."
"Right!" George beamed at the phone. For a split second. "Thanks, that's very helpful. Bye!"
Click.
---
Kate stood frozen for a good while after the call ended. Maybe it was nothing. Maybe George was just prone to spazzing. Mitchell was a grown-up, as he was so fond of reminding her. He could take care of himself. Maybe she should just forget about it.
But she couldn't stop thinking about it. And the more she thought about it...
Okay, Kate was now officially Worried. To the extent where she had to do something.
And because this was about Mitchell, that 'something' was calling the only other person she knew had something of a connection with him.
Jack had exhausted the possibilities of Caritas, the Perk, and the biscuit place, and was now headed deeper into town toward the newer restaurants.
He answered his phone open without glancing at the number. "This is Jack."
"Hi Jack, it's Kate." Pause. "There's something going on with Mitchell."
"What, have you seen him?" There was some urgency in Jack's voice.
And that urgency just made Kate's worry level go up yet another notch.
"I haven't. George called me, he hasn't seen Mitchell in days."
"He told me that too," Jack said. "I'm checking around the island. It's --"
And here was where things got complicated, as he had no idea whether Kate knew Mitchell was a vampire or not.
"There's no reason to think Mitchell is hurt."
"... I wasn't thinking Mitchell was hurt." So, you know, thanks a lot for that idea, Jack. "Anyway, I don't think he's on the island."
"Well ..." Jack didn't have much to say to that, other than that it was the closest he could come to being reassuring without, y'know, going into more traumatic details. "Good."
Jack should think these things through more.
"Did you know where he might be, then?"
"Last I heard, he was going to some pub. I'm pretty sure it was Claddagh Pub."
"Claddagh," Jack echoed. His eyes swept Sushi Station and, finding it bare of anyone interesting, he came back onto the sidewalk. "I don't know where that is. Do you?"
He was trying to decide if he wanted to check on Mitchell badly enough to go on what might be a wild goose chase to a bar -- and if, if he was in the mood for a wild goose chase, he ought to drag Kate into it.
"I think so." She doubted she would've even remembered the name of it if she hadn't seen the place a few times on her mainland trips.
And as for being dragged into things?
"I think we should go check things out."
Kate didn't need to be dragged.
There was the barest moment of hesitation before -- "I think you're right. Meet you at the causeway?"
If it turned out to be some kind of vampire lair, Jack would ... figure out what to do when that came to pass.
Kate didn't really have many people she'd run off to look for in a situation where she had absolutely no idea what they could possibly find. But Mitchell was squarely one of those few people, so...
"I'll be there in ten minutes."
She was already gathering her stuff as she ended the call. Boots, bag, jacket.
It was entirely possible she'd be at the causeway in less than ten minutes.
[ooc: NFI (as she's running out), and let's say the topic of the calls is NFB. Preplayed with the smashing chose_humanity and the amazing bitten_notshy. Fabulous coding by chose_humanity. Follows this.]
She so needed the vacation.
Kate had been waiting for a call from her brother, so her phone was already close at hand when it started ringing.
But the call wasn't from a number she knew, and the raised eyebrow was practically audible. "Hello?"
"Hi!" This time, George had his voice well under control, thank you much. "This is George. We have a mutual acquaintance, and I'd like to know if, er, you knew where he was."
Score.
"Who, Bobby? I have no idea where he is right now, sorry."
... Wrong George, Kate.
"I-- Who? No, no no no, no, no, not Bobby..." So much for a clean run. "The other... one. Yes."
Give her a moment, she'll figure it out.
"... Mitchell? Why?"
"I'm-- just-- worried," George said, the pitch of his voice heading up as he realised this phone call would be a lot harder to explain than the one to Jack, "Because he... forgot something, and he hasn't been around to pick it up." Nice save.
If you didn't notice the squeakiness.
"He forgot something."
Color Kate unconvinced.
Also, worried.
"What's going on?"
"He forgot this really priceless, personal thing at, er, home. It's... really valuable, and it's really important that I get it to him right now, wherever he is..."
MI6 should hire George. No, really. "So could you please just tell me if you know? I haven't seen him in three days and it's urgent. I mean, you know what it's like in these modern days, ha--" The laugh was particularly convincing. "Running about, leaving things all over the place, there's no valuing the sentimental things anymore..."
"Right."
So not convinced. But it didn't mean she wasn't going to tell him what she knew. "Um... I think he said something about going to some pub with Professor Maximus, last time I talked to him?"
"Oh, shit. Which pub?"
That reaction worried Kate just a little bit more.
"Um, Claddagh Pub, I think."
"Right!" George beamed at the phone. For a split second. "Thanks, that's very helpful. Bye!"
Click.
---
Kate stood frozen for a good while after the call ended. Maybe it was nothing. Maybe George was just prone to spazzing. Mitchell was a grown-up, as he was so fond of reminding her. He could take care of himself. Maybe she should just forget about it.
But she couldn't stop thinking about it. And the more she thought about it...
Okay, Kate was now officially Worried. To the extent where she had to do something.
And because this was about Mitchell, that 'something' was calling the only other person she knew had something of a connection with him.
Jack had exhausted the possibilities of Caritas, the Perk, and the biscuit place, and was now headed deeper into town toward the newer restaurants.
He answered his phone open without glancing at the number. "This is Jack."
"Hi Jack, it's Kate." Pause. "There's something going on with Mitchell."
"What, have you seen him?" There was some urgency in Jack's voice.
And that urgency just made Kate's worry level go up yet another notch.
"I haven't. George called me, he hasn't seen Mitchell in days."
"He told me that too," Jack said. "I'm checking around the island. It's --"
And here was where things got complicated, as he had no idea whether Kate knew Mitchell was a vampire or not.
"There's no reason to think Mitchell is hurt."
"... I wasn't thinking Mitchell was hurt." So, you know, thanks a lot for that idea, Jack. "Anyway, I don't think he's on the island."
"Well ..." Jack didn't have much to say to that, other than that it was the closest he could come to being reassuring without, y'know, going into more traumatic details. "Good."
Jack should think these things through more.
"Did you know where he might be, then?"
"Last I heard, he was going to some pub. I'm pretty sure it was Claddagh Pub."
"Claddagh," Jack echoed. His eyes swept Sushi Station and, finding it bare of anyone interesting, he came back onto the sidewalk. "I don't know where that is. Do you?"
He was trying to decide if he wanted to check on Mitchell badly enough to go on what might be a wild goose chase to a bar -- and if, if he was in the mood for a wild goose chase, he ought to drag Kate into it.
"I think so." She doubted she would've even remembered the name of it if she hadn't seen the place a few times on her mainland trips.
And as for being dragged into things?
"I think we should go check things out."
Kate didn't need to be dragged.
There was the barest moment of hesitation before -- "I think you're right. Meet you at the causeway?"
If it turned out to be some kind of vampire lair, Jack would ... figure out what to do when that came to pass.
Kate didn't really have many people she'd run off to look for in a situation where she had absolutely no idea what they could possibly find. But Mitchell was squarely one of those few people, so...
"I'll be there in ten minutes."
She was already gathering her stuff as she ended the call. Boots, bag, jacket.
It was entirely possible she'd be at the causeway in less than ten minutes.
[ooc: NFI (as she's running out), and let's say the topic of the calls is NFB. Preplayed with the smashing chose_humanity and the amazing bitten_notshy. Fabulous coding by chose_humanity. Follows this.]