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fandomtownies2008-10-12 04:35 pm
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The Beach, Saturday Morning
Today would be his only chance. His last chance. He had to make certain everything went well, even if life had shown him that it never did. Nathan Summers's last stand was at hand.
Nathan stared down into the waves, his head hung low, his shadow an unending creature of perfect darkness. Could he get his way? Would he? Just this once?
"You're not calling Dom," the voice over the telephone informed him.
"She needs to know that I'm about to do this," he said, "She needs to be free."
"Okay, first of all, you don't have her phone number. She could be anywhere. Second of all--"
"If I send you a message, will you find her and pass it on?"
There was a long pause. "Ask me about this again tomorrow," Irene said, "And I'll expect the Rumeki government to randomly assign me a raise."
Click.
He longed.
[ open beach, kids ]
Nathan stared down into the waves, his head hung low, his shadow an unending creature of perfect darkness. Could he get his way? Would he? Just this once?
"You're not calling Dom," the voice over the telephone informed him.
"She needs to know that I'm about to do this," he said, "She needs to be free."
"Okay, first of all, you don't have her phone number. She could be anywhere. Second of all--"
"If I send you a message, will you find her and pass it on?"
There was a long pause. "Ask me about this again tomorrow," Irene said, "And I'll expect the Rumeki government to randomly assign me a raise."
Click.
He longed.
[ open beach, kids ]
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