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[awkwards]

[ When the device turns on, it sounds like Alisha is fiddling with it, trying to turn it on. It takes her a few extra moments to realise that she has, indeed, found success. A deep inhale—one of exhaustion and annoyance—can be heard before she speaks ] What the fuck is going on? If we've somehow pissed off another goddamn freak I'm going to kill you, Curtis. Who the fuck goes after some weirdo who [ air quotes ] "apparently" [ end air quotes ] controls dairy or whatever the fuck and - [ Alisha inhales, suddenly realising that she's talking at a strange device she's never seen before. It's not Simon's phone, or Nathan's, Curtis' or Kelly's. ] Hello? Where the fuck are you? Curtis? Simon? Kelly? [ A long pause ] Nathan? [ Alisha goes for her phone, trying to turn it on. She frowns ] Why won't my phone work?

[ A pause, and this time Alisha's voice is angrier ] What the hell did you do to my phone, Nathan? [ She glares. As if that will give her an answer from the twat. ]

Fucking answer me, you twat!

[ A longer pause as she waits for an answer that doesn't come. Alisha starts to look anxious. ] Look, if this is about the boy in the locker - or the probation worker - we didn't do anything, alright? I don't know shit. Whoever the fuck is doing this, please stop. Whatever the fuck you want, take it, alright? Just tell me where my friends are.

Comments

[Video]

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Hi there! You're not in someone's house and you're not lost and I don't know anything about someone who controls dairy but I know someone here who controls fire. Oh! And this is the City. Hi! Again.


Ooooh, Nathan? Like Nathan Young? Are you from his world?

[designedtoparty]

Yeah, just tell everyone about those people we killed. That's a brilliant idea! Would you like me to give you a direct line to the police? Just in case they're actually somehow incompetent enough to have missed that.

[Wait.] Why would I bother with your phone?

[ video ]

[feorge]

Bloody Hell, love. You'll frighten off the young'ns, swearing like that.

voice;

[loonyandproud.livejournal.com]

[Time for a thick Scottish accent.] Controls dairy? What does that even MEAN?

Voice;

[iam-thebadwolf.livejournal.com]

It's not about the boy in the locker or the probation worker, 'least as far as I can tell.

[ t e x t ]

[pyromatique.livejournal.com]

Here (http://somekindofsin.livejournal.com/20572.html). This will hopefully shut you up for at least an hour or so.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Slow down, Sweetheart.

Which Nathan we talking about?

[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

[Oh she knows a twat named Nathan.]

It's probably not about the boy in the locker but I think the twat named Nathan that you're looking for is here.

Sorry.

[eiremagic]

Oh, brilliant. Friends with Nathan?

1/2

[dropkick]

The boy in the locker, the probation worker...I don't think I wanna know.

[signatures]

I don't think it's your phone anymore, per say.

Though it is yours.