Long promised [RP for Cait and Robin]

[ifwebefriends]

The quiet of the apartment that Cait and Abby share is broken by the ringing of Cait's mobile phone. On his end of the line, Robin grimaces as the phone rings, and rings again, the sound coming through faint to him even with the volume turned up as loud as possible. The phone has a bit of competing to do with the other sounds around him, of course

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[a_chaitlin]

Seven hells, but she still feels so damnably tired. Cait sighs and stretches, sinking a little deeper into the scented water of her bath.

Her fatigue is mainly mental in origin, she knows that. Her body has nearly finished making up the energy she willingly drained away into helping Pippa heal, but the emotional aftermath takes its toll on all of them. Poor Pippa, still heart-wounded for God knows how long to come, and Rory trying to care for and support her, all three of her brothers so painfully silent on the subject of what they did with her abductor (besides kill him, that much is obvious). And Da, he's worried sick about them all.

And now Abby has just learned that a dear friend and colleague of hers is dead in Chicago. Murdered. Jesus Christ, but hasn't her family had enough

[ifwebefriends]

Robin knows nothing of the deep and grievous thoughts occupying Cait and the rest of the MacEibhir family. He has his own concerns, which have less to do with torture and death and more to do with, well, having fun.

Having fun shouldn't be quite this much work, the Puck thinks sourly as he fiddles with controls, both manual and magical.

Fortunately Cait's voice interrupts him before his train of thought gets too negative.

"Cait! Love! Hullo! How are you? Do you trust me?"

[a_chaitlin]

Cait tilts her head and stares at the phone for a moment before returning it to her ear. Of all the conversational openers Robin could have come up with, she certainly didn't expect that one.

Par for the course, then. She chuckles.

"Hello yourself, darling. I'm all the better for hearing your voice, thank you, and of course I trust you." Which is perfectly true as long as the words "and verify" follow "trust". "Why do you ask?"

[ifwebefriends]

"Oh good," Robin says happily, and then one of the objects his hands are occupied with gives him some trouble and the phone slips free from his shoulder in his struggle. "Oh bugger--"

Cait can perhaps hear the occasional curse and sound of things hitting other things as Robin tries to pick the phone up again, but most of the sound audible through the phone is that of a continuous muffled roar. Finally Robin recaptures the phone.

"Sorry about that! Dropped the mobile! Anyway it's smashing that you trust me, since I need you to come out onto your balcony. And I need you to do so with your eyes closed, that's important. You are twelfth floor, yes?"