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[xmm_tyanna]

Voicemail left for Emma:

"Umm, hi Miss Frost. It's Tyanna. I just wanted to let you know that I'm not dead or anything, I'm okay...you know how I worry, I just wanted to make sure you were okay too. Cause you'd let me know if you needed anything, right? I hate talking to these things...anyway, you can always call me if you need me to do

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[xmm_emma]

Emma is stirred from her sleep by the phone call, but just a moment too late. A minute later, when the message light begins to blink, she's turned over and asleep again, lost in to a self-medicated fog. Some time later, she rolls over and cracks an eye open, noticing the blinking light. A few fumbling button pushes and Tyanna's message plays.

She hits return and listens to the phone ring.

[xmm_tyanna]

Going back to sleep isn't easy for Ty, but she manages it after a few minutes of tossing and turning. Her cell phone starts buzzing, jolting her out of her nap. The ringing later causes her to grab the phone, open it, and promptly drop the thing. Picking it up, she sits up in bed and yawns into the receiver.

"Hello?"

[xmm_emma]

A moment's hesitation and then Emma murmers back, her voice husky and words without the usual clipped enunciation. "Tyanna, pet. You called. Where are you?"

[xmm_tyanna]

"Texas, of course. Where else would I go?" Her own voice slowly losing the dregs of sleep, it's still a little rough. Tyanna swings out of bed and pads over to the refrigerator, opening it and grabbing one of those tiny bottles of orange juice. "My lady, forgive me for saying this, but you don't sound well."