08-22-2014, 09:20 AM
Aria nodded, he couldn't see but she was glad it was at least a few hours away. She did have things to do. "Sounds good."
Aria liked fact he kept talking. She didn't really want to hang up the call. But it was really difficult to do what needed doing with the wallet stuck to her ear. "Putting you on speaker so I can use my hands."
It was a simple thing, she set the wallet on the coffee table and started prying the bullet from the headboard, where it had landed. She had to see if it was whole. From almost across the room. "Eating afterwards sounds good. But no to haggis or tripe. Blah!"
She smiled, she had a better idea. "Let me take you to my favorite place, it's as home and reminiscent as any place will ever be."
The slug finally came out whole. Aria breathed a sigh of relief. And glanced at the wallet. She didn't think she could mend her wounds without Lucas catching on. But she had to do it soon. Going to headquarters would take too long. Perhaps Conleley would look. The shop keep looked after her like she was kin, and she guessed she was, they were both Atharim until the day they die.
"Lucas, thank you. I don't really want to go, but if I'm to meet you there, I need to get going so I can remedy my dilemma. Apparently Mass was not something on my mind when I packed to leave Vatican City. Nothing appropriate to wear."
Aria liked fact he kept talking. She didn't really want to hang up the call. But it was really difficult to do what needed doing with the wallet stuck to her ear. "Putting you on speaker so I can use my hands."
It was a simple thing, she set the wallet on the coffee table and started prying the bullet from the headboard, where it had landed. She had to see if it was whole. From almost across the room. "Eating afterwards sounds good. But no to haggis or tripe. Blah!"
She smiled, she had a better idea. "Let me take you to my favorite place, it's as home and reminiscent as any place will ever be."
The slug finally came out whole. Aria breathed a sigh of relief. And glanced at the wallet. She didn't think she could mend her wounds without Lucas catching on. But she had to do it soon. Going to headquarters would take too long. Perhaps Conleley would look. The shop keep looked after her like she was kin, and she guessed she was, they were both Atharim until the day they die.
"Lucas, thank you. I don't really want to go, but if I'm to meet you there, I need to get going so I can remedy my dilemma. Apparently Mass was not something on my mind when I packed to leave Vatican City. Nothing appropriate to wear."