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[scotch_egg]

[somewhat accidental, an upshot as he's holding the device loose in his hand. He is staring at the "toll booth" in front of the portal. Suitcase beside him as if he'd only just arrived. Looking a little healthier saved for the usual hollow eyed look of someone who believes sleep is a four letter word.]

Fuck me.

Fuck me. Fuck me.

[he hasn't gone through it yet, but then he can't seem to move from the spot. He sucks in a shaky breath and runs a hand through his hair]

Bloody hell.

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[scotch_egg]

You tell me. There seem to be more than there were before and families are getting it. Me and my cousin, a woman and her son... It might just be isolated incidents but-- I don't know there's something odd here. Something that doesn't quite fit.

[not_as_i_do]

Families, hmm? ... Yes, that's certainly food for thought. I'd definitely be interested in delving into it a little deeper. Anyone else doing that yet? Of the Different, I mean, of course.

[scotch_egg]

No idea. Ask them. Do a little research of your own instead of wringing everyone else for information. [yes he's a little tetchy but it's as hot as Satan's arse out here and he's not in the mood]

[not_as_i_do]

Fair enough. [well, he knows when he's being dismissed] Sorry to have kept you.

[scotch_egg]

Nh. [He didn't like that. Couldn't say why. But there was something about it that just rubbed him the wrong way.

But never mind he had to get out of this heat sooner rather than later]

Whitly.

[and with that he ended the call]