Round 9 [Audio]

[helluvachin]

I uh, I hate to ask this but uh, does anyone have any coins that I can borrow? I want to see if this phone actually works.

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[needsnobottle]

[audio]

[There's a slight rattling before she answers.]

I have about 88 cents.

[helluvachin.livejournal.com]

[audio]

Guess you wouldn't mind sparing some?

[needsnobottle]

[audio]

Haven't found a use for it here, so yeah. Not that I'm holding out hope that the phone will work, but don't let my skepticism stop you, I've been wrong before.

[helluvachin.livejournal.com]

[audio]

Might as well give it a shot. What do we have to lose?

[needsnobottle]

[audio]

Other than the change that the machine might eat? Not much.

So, where do I make the money drop?

[helluvachin.livejournal.com]

[audio]

Not like there's anything else to do with it.

Drop by the stables if you don't mind.

[needsnobottle]

[audio]

Yeah, my point exactly.

Sure, give me a few.

Uh...who do I look for?

[helluvachin.livejournal.com]

The only other guy in the stables?

[needsnobottle]

Oh right.

[Tammy closes her journal and, upon reflection, pulls on her wizard robes, leftover from Halloween, as an extra layer of clothing between her and the cold, before heading for the stables.

She strides up, arms wrapped around her torso with her journal stuck under one arm, stopping a bit away from Zachariah and lifting an eyebrow.]

Hey.

[helluvachin.livejournal.com]

[When Zachariah sees her he gives her a little a little wave.]

Uh, hey there.

[How I start conversation?]

[needsnobottle]

[Tammy nods in greeting and lifts a shoulder, her hands still tucked into her armpits. It's cold out here.]

Hey. 'm Tammy.

[helluvachin.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't seem nearly as bothered by the cold as she does. More than once he had to fight in frigid temperatures so he's used to it.]

I'm Zachariah. Thanks for helping out.

[needsnobottle]

[She shrugs and unwinds one arm to dig into her pants pocket, pulling out 88 cents.]

Not a problem. If Murphy proves to be a bitch and it turns out I need this later, well, hopefully I don't lose my head over it.

[She offers the coins to him.]

[helluvachin.livejournal.com]

Who's Murphy?

[He doesn't have a clue what she's talking about but he takes her coin anyway and steps into the phone booth. If he was a praying man he'd be praying to all the saints right now. Instead he just hopes for the best, sticks the coin in, and dials Fiel's number.

Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Just some static on the other end. With a sigh, Zachariah hangs up and steps outside.]

Didn't work/

[needsnobottle]

Murphy is a bitch who has a law that says anything that can go wrong will. Case in point.

[Tammy nods at the phone. Figures that it wouldn't work; no way the warden would allow any of them one phone call. It'd prove him to be a liar.]

[helluvachin.livejournal.com]

Maybe it's just broken.

[He examines the booth a bit but knows it's nothing but wishful thinking.]

[needsnobottle]

Maybe. I don't really know enough about phone lines and stuff to say for sure.

[But it looks intact to her.]

Who were you trying to call?

[helluvachin.livejournal.com]

[Maybe he'll open it up just to be sure.]

A friend of mine.

[needsnobottle]

Think they would've been able to get you out of here?

[Sure, give that a shot. But Tammy's fresh out of screwdrivers.]

[helluvachin.livejournal.com]

She would have tried at least.

[Zachariah's got plenty with his toolbelt though.]

[needsnobottle]

Think she could have managed it?

[Nifty. Tammy tucks her hands back under her arms, shivering a bit with the cold.]

[helluvachin.livejournal.com]

Her and the others broke me out of Deadworld so...yeah.

[He walks around the booth, inspecting it more.]

[needsnobottle]

...Deadworld?

That what it sounds like?

[waitsandlistens]

[Not a comment]

[Hey, get your own toy.]

[needsnobottle]

[not a comment]

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