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Post by Mouse Gardner on Sept 14, 2011 1:01:35 GMT -5
Mouse fumbled with the phone given to her by BlackAgumon, looking for the name 'David' anywhere in Latch's phone and brought it quickly to her ear.
.. ring ring ..
.. ring ring ..
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Post by David Porter on Sept 14, 2011 1:20:18 GMT -5
. . . ring . . .
. . . ring . . .
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. . . RIING! . . .
David gave a frustrated sigh and sat up from where he'd been lazing on the couch, Gigimon hopping off his lap as he got up. Going over to the counter, he picked up his cell phone and glanced at the screen -
INCOMING CALL FROM:
'LATCH'
He hesitated, knowing his brother only used his phone in emergencies... after a moment quickly hitting the answer button and bringing the phone to his ear.
"What the fuck did you do this time?"
...insincere, yes; but he just didn't want to sound worried.
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Post by Mouse Gardner on Sept 14, 2011 1:25:27 GMT -5
The answer was.... surprising, to say the least. Mouse tried her best not to burst into tears then and there for being cursed at after the string of events that had just happened.
"U-um.."
She took a few moments to compose herself before choking out the question she needed to ask,
"Ah...is this...D-David? ...Um ... Latch's brother?"
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Post by David Porter on Sept 14, 2011 1:32:33 GMT -5
...oops.
This was his brother's number, right?
It took David a moment to reestablish this thought, quiet a moment after Mouse's questions before his unease about the phone call started to kick up once again.
"Uh... Yeah, that's me..."
A pause.
Why was a girl calling from Latch's phone?
"Who's this? ...Why do you have my brother's phone?"
...please just let it be lost.
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Post by Mouse Gardner on Sept 14, 2011 1:38:09 GMT -5
Who was she? Mouse was even afraid to mutter her nickname. Instead she completely dodged the first part of the question.
"...Your brother...um... he got into a little... accident."
A pause.
"He's okay... but he needs to get to a hospital. He's bleeding pretty badly...We're at the elementary school...by the dumpsters."
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Post by David Porter on Sept 14, 2011 1:50:59 GMT -5
Hn.
This was exactly what he was afraid of, exhaling sharply and already taking a step back from the counter to look around for his keys.
"..shit...you can't be seriou-"
He trailed off, muttering something to himself before his voice became clear once again for Mouse to hear-
"...do you know what happened? ...Can he talk?"
Tries to at least seem calm, attempting to shoo Gigimon off as the digimon started pestering him about the call.
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Post by Mouse Gardner on Sept 14, 2011 2:06:37 GMT -5
Mouse turned to look over Latch, holding her hand up against the mouth of the receiver so that it wouldn't be picked up by David when she offered the phone to Latch.
"I...I think so...he wants to talk to you.."
She handed him the phone
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Post by Latch Winters on Sept 14, 2011 2:12:15 GMT -5
It was hard to focus, hard to really process what was going on. However as the phone was put to his ear, he realized he was expected to speak.
"...D...david?"
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Post by David Porter on Sept 14, 2011 2:40:46 GMT -5
Has to keep himself from snapping at the weakness in his brother's voice, keeping it to himself and huffing slightly.
"What the hell did you do?"
...dammit, where were his keys?
"I'm going over there right now. ...How bad is it?"
Honestly... he wasn't sure if he trusted a stranger's word to his brothers'. If he knew Latch, he was far from alright. Especially if he was letting someone else help him...
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Post by Latch Winters on Sept 14, 2011 2:45:57 GMT -5
The questions took a few moments to process, as in a few more than it probably should have.
"....explain l....later.... bleeding.... k...kindaaa... everywhere..."
Probably not how he would have put it if he was fully conscious, but at the very least it got his point across. |
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Post by David Porter on Sept 14, 2011 23:12:55 GMT -5
There was a silence... the sound of something ruffling and then keys clicking together-
"...fine. I'll be there as fast as I can."
For whatever reason he didn't hang up just yet, just going and heading out of the apartment.
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Post by Latch Winters on Sept 14, 2011 23:23:09 GMT -5
He blinked at David's response, realizing that his brother hadn't hung up yet. He had to say something before he did.
"s....sorry.... d...didn't mean... for.... t...this...."
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