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[Private Calls: Backdated to Sunday afternoon]
[Both Pietro and Kurt get voice messages left on their phones in the late afternoon on Sunday. They're both pretty much identical, too.]
Hey, uh. It's the Toad. You okay? We spotted some light comin' from your way and, uh, just wanted to check in. Call me back.
[And then he hangs up. And sits by the phone all night. He's worried, okay?]
Hey, uh. It's the Toad. You okay? We spotted some light comin' from your way and, uh, just wanted to check in. Call me back.
[And then he hangs up. And sits by the phone all night. He's worried, okay?]
[Audio]
Ja, there was an attack on the city. Um, I'm okay. Pietro got hurt, but I got him the hospital. I, uh, I think he'll be okay.
[Kurt's voice is usually irritatingly emotive even if he's talking about nothing. At the moment it's soft and strangely flattened out.]
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You're okay? Both'a you? What happened?
[Nevermind that Kurt just kind of answered both of those questions. Todd wants details, man.]
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[Why shouldn't they? Not like the attack bothered them any.]
I'm in one piece. It sounds like he'll be okay.
[He should go check on the guy.]
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[And now Todd hates being stuck over here even more.]
D'you know how to do that whole... locking down thing? Pietro knows how.
[Todd realizes he probably should've asked how the guy did it, way back when. Whoops? He's totally going to ask now, next time he talks to him.]
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[He doesn't trust it, either. Kurt's not good at computers, but a far as he can tell, they're only good until someone who knows how to mess with them gets there, and the only reason the scary totalitarian overlords would have not to break the codes would be politeness.]
He can probably tell you about it when he gets back to you.
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[He pauses to frown at the phone, not exactly concerned, but definitely kind of confused.]
You sure yer okay?
[He sounds... kind of not okay.]
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[Eh, why bother.]
No. But I'm not hurt, so close enough.
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[He sounds torn between annoyed and worried all over again. Or maybe still.]
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Ja. Plague. That's it.
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So he takes plague at face value. Sort of.]
You guys'd better get better.
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[That's incere, if spiritless. That really is just unfair.]
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[Todd doesn't know what to think about that.]
You just, y'know. Be careful.
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[He sounds a little more like himself. He's babbling, at least, which is standard Kurt.]
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[That sounds more like Todd, too. Because obviously Pietro is complaining, right? Obviously.]
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[That's always a safe bet.]
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[Then he remembers "hospital" and his grump deflates.]
Though I guess he kinda could do it then and have plenty to complain about, if he was hurt'n stuff.
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Ja, but if he hadn't been he'd have been whining or insulting everybody, anyway.
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[And that's the guy he considers his best friend here. Way to go, Todd!]
Guess, uh, I should letcha go? Since you're at least sorta okay, and stuff.
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[He doesn't have the energy to be a decent conversationalist, but not being alone with just memories for company has been nice.]
Ja, probably get on with your day. Take care of yourself, mein freund.
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[And he clicks off. To... flop backwards and breathe a big sigh of relief that nobody can now see or even hear. At least they're okay.
Then he hops off to tell Edmund what happened. If he can even find the guy.]
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The Authorities thought we didn't have enough to deal with. But we kicked their asses back to that dome. [Sure, that's how it happened.]
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Kurt said you got hurt!
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[Todd is not convinced.]
He said you were at the hospital. If you were at the hospital then it was bad enough.
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[Todd glares, but there's really more fear than anger behind it.]
You're not allowed to get hurt again, or get sicker, or anything. Okay?
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[By now, Todd might be able to pick up that Pietro's putting on an act. Being a jerk is how he deals with scary situations he can't control.]
I'll do what I want. I'm not dying yet.
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Fine. Whatever. See if I care.
[And hangs up. So mature.]