The Sound of Silence

[alavicci_cay]

[...meanwhile via text message]

Sing me a song kid.

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[ace_thray]

Where are you? Can you talk?

[alavicci_cay]

Missed the news? NYC = no voices for week now

[ace_thray]

I read. Where are you

[alavicci_cay]

@ the office

[ace_thray]

[In just under the time she'd allotted herself, Kara slammed through the office door, not knowing what to expect. Sure the entire metro area had been rendered mute, but she was somehow worried she'd find Al looking much worse than anyone else in town.]

Admiral?

[alavicci_cay]

[Al's okay. Not great, but okay. He waves at Kara and shuffles some papers. When he reaches across the desk, he turns down the CD player to barely a whisper and retrieves his burning cigar from the ashtray.]

[ace_thray]

[She hasn't seem him in days, but it felt more like months. Crossing right to him, she bent to hug him where he sat.]

[alavicci_cay]

[Thanks, Kara, he probably needs that, not that he'll ever admit it. He gives her a squeeze and searching look. She's okay, right? Looks okay -- worried, though. He mouths the question to her anyway.]