Suite 712, Arms Hotel, Tuesday Night

[divinesurfchick]

Pacing. She was pacing. At least she was pretty sure that was what mortals called it. Her arms were folded and she kept muttering to herself.

"Wasn't him. Dammit, call, Max."

Back to the other side of the room. "A spell. Must have been a spell. Karla's probably already looking for the answer. Come on, Karla, call."

She'd left two voice mail

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[glacial_witch]

Karla called as soon as she saw 'Dite had called. "Hello, 'Dite? It's me. I got your message."

She sounded a little hesitant and just a bit relieved. "I was going to call just as soon as I figured out what to say."

[divinesurfchick]

"I'm so glad you called." She sighed in relief. "Is there a plan in the works yet? To find out who did it? Raven said the police hadn't been by, did someone call them? Should I call them?"

Karla might get a word in when 'Dite ran out of breath.

[glacial_witch]

Karla felt horribly, horribly guilty. She could imagine what 'Dite must be going through right now--that kind of panicked and frustrated denial she'd felt when Morton first told her his suspicions about their parents' deaths. "I don't know--I think they should be called, but I don't know if Raven needs to go through that. This is all really hard on her. But, 'Dite, she seems really certain it was Max. I mean, like, absolutely positive."

[divinesurfchick]

"I know." Her voice was very soft. Karla had to believe what 'Dite was about to tell her.

"I know, I spoke to her about it. Which tells me that one of two things is happening. One, someone made himself look like Max, or two, someone played with Raven's mind to make her think it was Max, because, Karla," she took a deep breath. "It wasn't Max."

[furious_maximus]

The day had been... eventful. Max hadn't gotten around to healing himself yet, either.

But it had been enough to distract him from turning on his phone after class, and as soon as he did he got 'Dite's message. Now he was calling back, half-worried he knew what it was about.

[divinesurfchick]

"Oh, thank goodness. Max, has anyone told you what happened to Raven last night?"

[furious_maximus]

"I've heard some of it," Max allowed, his voice slurred slightly from a swollen lip. "Do we have any more details?"

[divinesurfchick]

"Not many. Max, she's saying it was you." She hesitated a moment, thinking more about how he'd just spoken than what he said. "Are -- are you okay? You sound different."