015 • [Phonecall: Thanatos]

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Yes, I am quite aware of the number, sir. And to the proper mechanics of working a telephone - if you would be so kind as to allow me.

[The faint, patterned beeping as fingers flutter over the numbers - quick and efficient - and then she waits - somewhat restlessly - as the phone rings.]

[ring~]
[Any number that might flash across the phone

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I -

[She sounds, for a moment, genuinely startled. There's quick and quiet stuttering of breath, before the pause grows weary once more. Her skirt (still from work) is much too short and her heels are far too high and she is tired and cold and sick of being asked things and stared at and she cannot quite help the clipped, not precisely warm tone that comes out in return.] Hello to you as well.

[ooc: No worries - none at all, promise! Sleep well! ♥ I'm right about ready to pass out myself.]

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[She softens (simmers, bends) almost immediately at the endearment, regardless of tone, and while the edge doesn't dissipate entirely, it does dull.] Then I am sorry for troubling you, but there was a bit of trouble at work and -

Well, quite frankly it is a bit ridiculous, but seeing as Graham was a bit unconscious and now cannot seem to remember that he was attempting to sexually harass me - [But the displeasure works, winds itself up again as she talks. She can't quite help it. And can't seem to find the motivation to properly care.] I was brought in for a great deal of unnecessary questioning in regard to the matter and -

[Another attempt to reign herself in - quite forcefully stoppering her own speech and starting again, slower. Calmer.] I am not allowed to leave without a proper escort.