twentieth nap ☄ phone call

[nightpalsy]

[Hypnos had come home just in time to see Pasithea packing up her things. Bewilderment had crashed over him, but no matter what he said, she was insistent to leave with the cat. What had he done? Had something happened? No answers were given to him, even as he followed her halfway down the corridor. Just gone. He'd only been out for fifteen minutes

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[Mordred was in a strange mood. Earlier, he had come home to find over a dozen messages from various charities he had pledged money and time to. Oddly, this didn't upset him, he had the feeling this could be good for him. At least, he knew Galahad would probably eat it up like pudding.

So, when Pollux had mentioned something about some bird he knew needing a ride and a place to stay, he figured why not? Charity starts at home, and all that. Besides, Pollux rarely asked for anything, and the girl apparently promised breakfast and quality herbal products. Mordred could get behind that.

When her phone started ringing the first time, he ignored it. The second time, he decided to answer.]

Hello, may I help you?

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[Hypnos blinked in confusion; that wasn't Pasithea's voice, but it was definitely her number. Wasn't it?]

... Ah, have I got the wrong number?

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[Mordred was amused.]

That depends, were you looking for a short totty with long dark hair and sleepy eyes? If so, I answered her phone for her, mate.

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[Totty? Okay, cool. He had no idea what that meant.]

Why are you answering her phone...?

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[Mordred wouldn't explain if he asked.]

Because she's in the lav, probably crying her poor little eyes out. That, and there's some cat staring at me like I hid its' food and I needed a distraction.

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[Crying? Why would she be crying, what had he done? So many questions, and not enough time to ask them. He wanted to right a wrong he didn't know he'd done.]

Can I speak to her?

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[At his words, Mordred pulled the phone away from his ear to look at it as though baffled. Did this guy not realize he'd fucked up?]

I'd rather you not.

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[No cruel words came to mind. No anger, no hatred. Just a sadness that encompassed him so completely.]

She isn't... Is she really crying?

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[This had to be the strangest conversation he had ever had. And that was saying something.]

Fucked if I know, I'm not going to knock on the door and ask either. All I do know is that her prat of a boyfriend said some nasty things and upset her, so as she's friends with my brother we did her a solid.

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[Okay, super confusion. He hadn't said any nasty words to her before leaving for the store, he was sure. Had Pasithea taken something he'd said to heart and used that as an excuse to leave? He had to speak to her, but this-- whoever this was wouldn't let that happen, he knew.

So Mordred was offered some silence as he took in the information.]

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[The silence from the other end of the phone confused and irritated Mordred, making him feel like throwing the guy a bone. Obviously he wasn't going away until he talked to the lass, but that wasn't happening.]

It's all out there in the open on the forums, that's how my brother found it. You can see for yourself if you like. Look, I'll let her know you called, alright?

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[That at least was a comfort. Learning something had happened over the forum was not.]

... Thank you.

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[Smirking into the phone, Mordred couldn't resist a parting shot.]

You're quite welcome. I can't guarantee she'll call you back tonight since my brother's gone to cheer her up, but I'll at least deliver a message.

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[The implication of that went over Hypnos' head, and so it wasn't taken in a way other than literally.]

Thanks... It means a lot.

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[There was a long moment of silence while Mordred attempted to figure out if that was sarcasm or not.]

You're welcome? So you don't see anything wrong with her seeking comfort from some other bloke?

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I can't be there with her... So if there's someone to comfort her, that's better. I don't want her to be alone.