[oom] Wait another moment

[justcallmefee]

After he'd changed back, she'd come home and dumped the duffle back in the wardrobe.  She's numb, blown apart.  She just wants a long hot bath and a twelve hour nap.

But presumably he'll come up after he's had time to talk to X, maybe with dinner.

Which means she's dressed and anxiously awaiting the knock at the door.

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[cutting_edgex23]

X does not do hesitant.

Which is why the knock on Fiona's door is three sharp raps.

Silence follows.

[justcallmefee]

Odd.

She checks the periscope. (A simple viewport with a 90 degree bend, so one is not at the peephole when the shotgun blast hits the door. Old habits die hard.) And the wind goes out of her sails.

There's two bolts that open before her face appears in the crack of the door.

"He's not here."

[cutting_edgex23]

"I know," X says.

"He is in the cells."

She is silent for a moment, studying what little of Fiona she can see.

"He asked me to tell you."

[justcallmefee]

"What..." Her face goes pale and her hand slides down the door frame.

The door falls part way open as she steps back.

"What did he do now?"