Hey, this is Vicki. Sorry I missed you. Leave me a message, I'll call you back.

*missing him. Texts*

Happy Birthday, Henry.

*after Vancouver midnight* Happy birthday, Henry.

Because she's not going forget or miss it. And she's not going to give him something really facepalm-worthy (like clothes) or ridiculous (like the latest Elizabeth Fitzroy novel), and she certainly isn't getting him something like a book of spells (although the fact that the idea occurred to her might be worth mentioning for the laugh) what Tony ( Read more... )

No idea if it's friend or foe, anymore.

Don't let me make you slip.

ooc: Brought to you by Dylan Neal's role on Human Target. Think of Mike's 'I destroyed evidence' on the couch in her office, if you will?

"OMG I LOVE YOUR _____": An RP Meme D'Amour : My Thread

It was odd, how she both lost it - the light of day, at least - forever and - in a different way - regained it with her new sight.

It wasn't that difficult a thing. Hell, well, she knew it sometimes was, but she'd learned her lessons. It wasn't necessary to have an emergency or a question or something like that, in order to call people ( Read more... )

Vicki wasn't entirely certain how they had ended up deciding to drive cross-country, instead of fly, but she wasn't sure she was about to complain.

It meant more time for her with Mike, and for all that she perfectly understood his need to put some distance between, well, her and his work, she'd missed him, and these would be a few days... she ( Read more... )