Match (son_of_discord) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2011-08-22 22:39:00

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I just called called to say...Happy Birthday, Rose

Joey sat down in the hotel room in whatever country they’d managed to end up in. The woman with him settled into her own bed across the way, and Joey averted his eyes because modesty was big in her culture. He wasn’t modest or humble and he’d seen several naked, or semi-naked women in his time, but Joey didn’t feel the need to see this one. He took out his phone and checked the date and stared at it for a second. They were a day ahead of the States, which meant that Rose’s birthday was today, over there.

He couldn’t talk long because Frosty would trace him the moment they started talking. Rose would have gone to Tina first for back-up, and then maybe told everyone else. They would try using Cerebro to find him, but his companion’s ability made that more difficult. He would have to tell Rose about her someday soon, when this was all said and done.

“You should call her, St. John.” she says, pronouncing his name as “Sinjin”, the way it was supposed to be.

“I can’t.”

“You need to. You’ve been moping for over a month.”

“I’m not moping. It’s just…today is her birthday. I thought I’d be home by now with money to cover our wedding and buying her a house.” Joey says. “I didn’t think I’d be here, like this…”

“…with me?” she finishes.

“Not what I said.”

“But it’s what you meant. Call her. I’m going to get some ice.” she says. She leaves the room.

Joey sighs and dials Rose’s number, hoping she’s still awake.

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wild_rose
2011-08-23 10:18 pm UTC (link)

Rose didn't sleep much to begin with, but she slept even less these days. And even with her recuperative powers, it was beginning to take its toll on her.

Meditation, a twilight between wakefulness and sleep, took the place of most of it.

At the moment, she was reading from a book of zen teaching, in the original Japanese. The effort of translation was keeping her more awake than she probably wanted, but it gave her something to focus on.

Which was when her phone (set to its lowest volume setting, but still easy for her to hear) went off.

Her heart clenched in her chest at the possibilities. And then it just beat faster until she thought it would burst.

"J... Joey?"

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	son_of_discord 2011-08-23 11:39 pm UTC (link)
	There's a moment of hesitation before Joey speaks. "Hey, Babe. Happy birthday." he says, remembering that they were in the woods this time last year. Granted, he was blind at the time, but the night was great. "The big 1-9. I hope I didn't wake you up." he says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	wild_rose 2011-08-23 11:48 pm UTC (link)
	No word in how long, and this is what he says when he calls? Rose clenches her hand not holding her phone so tightly that her nails began to dig into her palm, drawing blood, the gashes healing just as quickly. "What?" she asked. "No, ya didn't wake me up. Ain't been sleepin' much, since ya ran off." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	son_of_discord 2011-08-23 11:58 pm UTC (link)
	Joey felt the room temperature drop about ten degrees from the other side of the world. He should have expected this, but it still bugged him a little. "Look, I get that you're pissed, but there's a really good explanation for all of this, which I'll give you when I get home." Joey says. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	wild_rose 2011-08-24 12:14 am UTC (link)
	"Bub, ya ain't seen pissed yet," Rose growled. Dang it, she was not some lovestruck school girl who would forgive the bad boy anything for one hint of one of his smiles. And she was mad. And she was gonna stay mad. "It better be a real flippin' good one," she tried to make the words hard, but her worry undercut them. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

son_of_discord
2011-08-24 12:21 am UTC (link)

"What about that time I hid your beer and wouldn't give it back unless you wore the virgin sacrifice dress?" Joey says quickly.

"You were pretty pissed then." Joey says, trying to take some of the steam out of her anger. He knew she needed that anger and he deserved it, really.

"It'll be a hell of a story, at least." Joey tells her.

"None of this is going exactly how I planned." he said quietly.

"I miss you, though."

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	wild_rose 2011-08-24 12:24 am UTC (link)
	Yeah, it's a good thing he can't see her, because the corners of her mouth twitching up would totally ruin the mood she's trying to set. "I miss ya too, bub," she says, quietly. "Where are ya...?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

son_of_discord
2011-08-24 12:59 am UTC (link)

Joey sighed and remained quiet for a moment. If he told her, she'd show up here and it was too dangerous for her. If he didn't tell her, she'd think he didn't trust her.

He did not allow himself to think about what it meant that he hadn't called her last month after everything had gone sideways.

"Well, I'm in a hotel in--"

Joey's sentence is cut short as a door opens on his side of the line.

"St. John, they're /here/. We have to get out now. I just saw four of them step off the elevator." says a female voice.

"Are you flippin' kiddin' me?" Joey says, channeling a bit of Rose. He was suddenly bone tired, and he knew it would be hard to channel the flame he needed to fight, but he wasn't letting them take him or her.

"Just...just go home, St. John. You can still get out of this. This is my fight. Not yours. It was always was. " the female says sadly.

"Not happenin'. Blood run thin, but it doesn't run out. And I'm not runnin' out on you." he says, then he lifts the phone.

"Babe, I love you. I'll call you as soon as I can, if I can." Joey says in that tone that means he's getting ready to fight.

At that moment, the sound of a door being kicked in is audible, followed by semi-automatic gunfire. There's screaming, clearly not Joey's, followed by a young woman's gasp of pain.

Half a minute later, there is silence on the other end of the line except for the sound of someone picking up the phone.

Only the sound of breathing is audible.

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	wild_rose 2011-08-24 01:19 am UTC (link)
	Rose's hearing is several times better than a normal person's, but even she can't make out enough detail to tell what exactly has gone on. "JOEY!" she screams over the sounds of fighting, straining then to hear when it's being picked up again. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_media 2011-08-24 02:25 am UTC (link)
	The sound of breathing is still audible for nearly a minute before a male voice speaks with a Boston accent. "You will /never/ see him again." the man says. Then the line goes dead as the phone is smashed. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	wild_rose 2011-08-24 01:49 pm UTC (link)
	Not a voice she recognized, which makes her all the angrier. Rose can only stare at her phone in disbelief, before letting out a howl of rage that sounds far more animal than human. (Reply to this)(Parent)

	son_of_discord 2011-08-24 02:29 am UTC (link)
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