☎ voicemail [v 2.0]

[as_damaged]

❝You've reached Allison Cameron, please leave a message.❞

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[ooc: retired thread, for reference, here.]

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August 15th:

[intheblanks]

We are.

[Just to point that out. although to give the both of them their due, they had chosen the less crowded part of the sidewalk - but now there are people flowing on either side of them just the same.]

I think it happens where it happens.

August 15th: phonetagging btw so pardon any typos ;;

[as_damaged]

[The reminder spurs her to take a half step towards the buildings, out of the way as much as she can manage. It takes her a bit nearer him, but the curse (she wagers) has already taken its due.]

I think there's a limit on what you can blame on the curse.

August 15th: no problemo chiquita

[intheblanks]

When I said that, you accused me of heartlessness. Or does it only count when you're doing something fun, not something bad?

August 15th:

[as_damaged]

Weren't you arguing that all impulses have an internal origin? I'll buy that the curse started it.

August 15th:

[intheblanks]

The argument was a little different, the wording was similar. [Which is as far as he'll go for fear of starting an argument. He hasn't been up for picking fights for a long time now. Instead he hefts one bag further up his arm.] Were you in a hurry?

August 15th:

[as_damaged]

I was just going to get something to eat.

[Eating out alone, hardly unusual for her. Not that this bears mentioning. Cameron's made a habit of defending her independence with the occasional quiet omission of facts.]

August 15th:

[intheblanks]

Anything particular in mind? [His own food is cooling by now, but the smell of spice is thick in the air on this part of the street.] Only I reckon I've bought myself enough to share.

August 15th:

[as_damaged]

[She doesn't quite smile, though it's close; just a bit too tight. Maybe he'd been hoping to run into some company?]

We'd certainly have to get out of the street for that.

August 15th:

[intheblanks]

[No, tonight it's purely down to portion sizes and personal greed.]

I think I can manage that. Do you want a hand staying upright?

August 15th:

[as_damaged]

I'm fine, as long as I'm not dodging overenthusiastic 'victims.'

August 15th:

[intheblanks]

Just offering to repay a favour. How about picking one of the benches?

August 15th:

[as_damaged]

Somewhere we won't be tripped over would be nice.

[An offhanded murmur as she casts a glance about, finally gesturing to an apparent available spot under the spread branches of a tree.]

This should do? I'm not sure I'd risk too far a walk.

August 15th:

[intheblanks]

I'll see off anyone getting handsy on the way.

[Said lightly, of course. (He really would, and it's unlikely she'd thank him). So, for reasons of balance and propriety, he follows her suggestion to take the most secluded spot the shopping thoroughfare offers.]

Good choice.

August 15th:

[as_damaged]

[She wouldn't, but perhaps she'd appreciate it. A tough call. One can only hope there aren't any notable victories in the vicinity as they weave their way to the bench.]

You're probably saving me from an awkward time with a waiter. [Now, at least, she sounds faintly amused again.] What are we having?