The Meeting Part 3
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Title: The Meeting
Part 2 - It’s Magic - http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/1321447.html
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 453
The door was way too large. This was her first clue. Second was that it was not child or klutz friendly, anyone if they weren’t being aware could catch their hand or whatever in the shorter part of the door frame when it pivoted on its hinge. Why would any sane person want a door like that? No one human.
Ah.
To get to the room where her appointment was, she’d need to pass through this door.
Standing in front of the ‘open’ door, she murmured, “Not going to happen,” and did what a door does, especially what this one did, pivot around and walked away.
“Oh, come on,” followed her and a smile spread across her face. ‘Darn, foiled again,’ she said soto voci.
“I heard that.”
Pressing the button to call the elevator back to the floor she was on, she pulled out her phone. Scrolling through her messages, she tapped the text concerning her meeting. ‘Yep, that’s the room.’ Just to be sure she sent off a separate text to the individual who had sent it to here.
The phone pinged shortly, ‘SORRY. I HAVE NO MEMORY OF ARRANGING A MEETING WITH YOU TODAY.’
Dear Sally. He never could figure out how to get his phone texts out of caps-lock. Then again, she was no help because her texts were all lower case; she snorted. And THAT should have been a clue; though Sally might have had his assistant send the meeting message, Georgie did know how to text in both upper and lower case.
hat brought up an even more worrying idea. Ezz might have figured out how to hack into her phone’s text messaging.
Turning she called out, “Ezz, if you’re hacking my phone, Cut. It. Out.”
Only the hum of the elevator could be heard and its loud ping of arrival. As she was just about to step through the opening doors, another ping sounded, this time from her phone.
The text read as, “Who me?”
She decided to take the stairs right next to the elevator bank doors. There were more floor exits and entrances with opportunities for others, especially on the lower levels, to be using the staircase to leave the building. According to common knowledge, two humans could not be transported through a summoning circle if they didn’t know and voluntarily want to enter them with the full knowledge that it was a summoning circle.
The elevator behind her positively growled as she walked through the doorway into the stairwell. Only 12 floors. She was going to get her cardio in after all.
Sending a reply text to Ezz, ‘door size, overeager much?’
The ping came only a moment later, “Very eager.’
“Drat it!”
Part 4 - Research - http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/1324512.html
Title: The Meeting
Part 2 - It’s Magic - http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/1321447.html
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 453
The door was way too large. This was her first clue. Second was that it was not child or klutz friendly, anyone if they weren’t being aware could catch their hand or whatever in the shorter part of the door frame when it pivoted on its hinge. Why would any sane person want a door like that? No one human.
Ah.
To get to the room where her appointment was, she’d need to pass through this door.
Standing in front of the ‘open’ door, she murmured, “Not going to happen,” and did what a door does, especially what this one did, pivot around and walked away.
“Oh, come on,” followed her and a smile spread across her face. ‘Darn, foiled again,’ she said soto voci.
“I heard that.”
Pressing the button to call the elevator back to the floor she was on, she pulled out her phone. Scrolling through her messages, she tapped the text concerning her meeting. ‘Yep, that’s the room.’ Just to be sure she sent off a separate text to the individual who had sent it to here.
The phone pinged shortly, ‘SORRY. I HAVE NO MEMORY OF ARRANGING A MEETING WITH YOU TODAY.’
Dear Sally. He never could figure out how to get his phone texts out of caps-lock. Then again, she was no help because her texts were all lower case; she snorted. And THAT should have been a clue; though Sally might have had his assistant send the meeting message, Georgie did know how to text in both upper and lower case.
hat brought up an even more worrying idea. Ezz might have figured out how to hack into her phone’s text messaging.
Turning she called out, “Ezz, if you’re hacking my phone, Cut. It. Out.”
Only the hum of the elevator could be heard and its loud ping of arrival. As she was just about to step through the opening doors, another ping sounded, this time from her phone.
The text read as, “Who me?”
She decided to take the stairs right next to the elevator bank doors. There were more floor exits and entrances with opportunities for others, especially on the lower levels, to be using the staircase to leave the building. According to common knowledge, two humans could not be transported through a summoning circle if they didn’t know and voluntarily want to enter them with the full knowledge that it was a summoning circle.
The elevator behind her positively growled as she walked through the doorway into the stairwell. Only 12 floors. She was going to get her cardio in after all.
Sending a reply text to Ezz, ‘door size, overeager much?’
The ping came only a moment later, “Very eager.’
“Drat it!”
Part 4 - Research - http://charisstoma.livejournal.com/1324512.html