☎ voicemail

[as_damaged]

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

☎ voicemail ☎ text message ☞ action

[ooc: you know the drill, if you need her and there's no recent post &c &c. whatever. ♥♥♥]

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[neverplay]

[ Hey, these are reasonable thoughts? Any child has nightmares about burglars that might sneak through their windows at night, right? ]

An alarm's still a good idea.

[ She's already looking through another drawer for knives to cut the head of lettuce. What did Cameron say about burgers? ]

Or I can cut the lettuce? Whatever's fine.

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[as_damaged]

[Of course, but most children wouldn't pull a machine gun from beneath the bed and obliterate them.]

You're probably right.

[She arches a brow, slightly, and takes the cooking spray, splitting her attention between dinner preparations and her company pretty seamlessly.]

That works.

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[neverplay]

I'm surprised you don't have one!

[ She washes the head and takes a knife from the drawer to cut neat, thin slices. ]

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[as_damaged]

I don't think many City apartments do.

[Really, she hadn't thought of it because it was never a matter of warning, here; everything awful happens nearly instantaneously.]

But it's worth looking into, I'm sure someone specializes in security.

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[neverplay]

[ She... could install a camera for her, but that would lead to explanation, wouldn't it?]

It's a big city.

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[as_damaged]

It is.

[For the moment she leaves it there, but mainly because the burgers are kind of a distraction-- the hiss of cooking meat fills the silence.]