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[itwas_raining]

[Mid-afternoon in Paris on the day after Christmas. Compared to the bustle of the past few days, it's a tranquil scene. The street is almost completely empty, save for a few stragglers taking a stroll and enjoying the relatively nice weather. (The rest of them? Are most likely hungover from the day before.) They are the lucky few to witness

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[both_neither]

[That's not a note he'd expected to hear in Julia's voice a second time, and it wouldn't crop up for nothing.]

...Julia?

you got it B)

[itwas_raining]

[This is definitely not nothing. So much not-nothing that when she hears that familiar voice on the other end, she's just going to get straight to the point about it.

There's still a rare almost... quiver in her own as she replies, despite having made her best attempt at swallowing it back.]

It's Spike.

[both_neither]

[He really shouldn't be shocked, but he can't help but feel it, and can't tell if it's because of how she sounds or because Spike was here and Julia hadn't mentioned it to him. Of course, they hadn't exactly discussed what had happened before he got to Paradisa, either, so fair was fair, he supposed.]

What happened?

[itwas_raining]

[She's never the best source of information even on the best of days. But, right now, the details really are fuzzy. Everything happened so fast it was practically a blur, and she's still in the process of trying of trying to piece it all together herself--]

I don't know.

AT THE SCENE;

[gottaknockhard]

[On the plus side, Spike couldn't remember what had made him crash for the immediate time afterwards. And he hadn't crashed into anyone, at least, he didn't think he had. The motorcycle is somewhere nearby, he figures. No screaming. That's good.

He might be slow finding his feet again, but he's working on it. (It's not his first crash, so he's not too rattled; you have to come to expect these things.)

Obviously if he can just walk it off, he'll be fine.]

BUM BUM

[itwas_raining]

[Of course, Julia had pretty much wasted no time in dropping everything she was doing and rushing over there as fast as her feet could carry her, kneeling down beside him when she finally got there. The stupid billboard she was trying to pretend didn't exist was a complete non-issue now. There was only one concern on her mind.

As far as she's concerned, whatever had just happened (which she couldn't quite fully follow) had quite frankly scared the shit out of her.

There are too many echoes of something she never wanted to see again. Or, at the very least, that's where her thoughts automatically go as she assesses the situation. No, it doesn't look nearly as bad as it did then. Not by a long shot. But as she watches him quietly, carefully, she can't shake it.]

REMEMBER TO WEAR YOUR HELMET, KIDS

[gottaknockhard]

[It seems weird to him that the first person he sees is Julia. (Hadn't he just seen her? Somewhere...)

In either case, it's bad timing. Spike needed five or ten minutes to get himself together before he can make a convincing "I'm fine" argument. He rubs at his eyes to keep everything from splitting in two, but he's managed a sitting position in the meantime.

Kind of embarrassing, really. He waves once he pulls his hand away. Maybe he can talk her into helping him cover this up before they get any attention.]

AND DON'T TRY ANY OF THIS AT HOME :|

[itwas_raining]

[Well, at least that's a good sign. She exhales a quiet breath of relief.

But, all the same, it isn't enough to convince her that he's out of the woods just yet. Her eyes still regard him with concern as she reaches a gentle hand to brush something off of his face. Debris, maybe, she's not really paying attention to that.

Also, this just proves that he's still one of the biggest idiots she's ever laid eyes on. Some things never change.]

Do you remember what happened?

[stateofatrophy]

[Already nearby, House comes over. He can't actually ignore a crash like that.]

[itwas_raining]

[Yes, only an idiot could have caused that spectacular of a crash.

Don't mind if Julia doesn't immediately notice your approach, House. Her attention is a little occupied at the moment. Like in watching said idiot and making sure he's not going to die on her, or something equally idiotic.]

[stateofatrophy]

[He'll just limp up next to Julia and look down at the chaos.]

Dialed emergency yet?

[itwas_raining]

[It's then that she looks up and finally notices the man limping over toward her. And, honestly, she doesn't really know what to think. But if he's someone that can help--]

I called for a doctor.

dictated ] YOU GET TWO BECAUSE I CAN. And I might just whip out Courage for the hell of it

[gwaine]

Julia? Are you hurt?

dictated ] Alcy spam is the best kind of spam :')

[itwas_raining]

[When she hears that voice on the other end, she freezes for a moment. She hasn't spoken to him since that day they awkwardly ran into each other at the modeling agency, and for him to just contact her out of the blue like this--

... Whatever unresolved issues still lingering between them will have to be set aside for the moment.]

I'm fine.

[She'll put a little bit of extra effort into trying to make that sound convincing.]

dictated ]

[gwaine]

[Maybe a few weeks ago that would have worked. Now, he's not very convinced.]

Why do you need a doctor? What happened?

[He's ready to drop everything and try to find her. Awkward aside.]

dictated ]

[itwas_raining]

[Truth is, it's about the furthest thing from convincing anyway. When it came to anything concerning Spike, she was never very good at hiding it. The one thing.]

Someone's hurt.

dictated;

[save_the_souls]

What happened?

dictated;

[itwas_raining]

[Calmly. Sort of.]

There was an accident.

dictated;

[save_the_souls]

Ah-

I'll see what I can do about getting an ambulance. [What is 9-1-1]

dictated;

[itwas_raining]

[Something they don't have on Mars either, clearly]

Thank you.