Somewhere else.

[jamie]

Quote:First she went to the kitchen and washed the blood from her hands.  There she found her phone on the counter and tried dialing Doc.  It went to voicemail and recorded about five seconds of her still-stunned silence before realizing she couldn't yet explain what had happened and couldn't bring herself to ask a voicemail for help and ending the call-- no message recorded save a couple breaths and an obnoxious electric whine of back feed in the phone speaker.

On a typical evening, one or two o'clock in the morning wouldn't mean Doc was unreachable. It was considered late at night and most normal folks who worked for the county were in bed for hours by the time it rolled around on a weeknight. The kids can probably count on one hand the number of times they've caught their former mentor sleeping. It was always a result of backlash. Even the universe thought he was ridiculous.

But: Halloween. According to the filthy pagan he has been hanging around lately, it is called Samhain. It's a celebration. Since Kiara is involved in the equation, the celebration takes on a carnal element sometime around midnight. It may or may not have taken place outside, because any Forces initiate worth their salt cannot use 'it's too cold out' as an excuse not to engage in adult activities underneath a full moon or whatever the fuck the moon was doing that night.

It is some time before Doc realizes that he missed a call, listens to the garbled mess left behind, puts on his pants and his glasses, and says something to the effect of Can't leave those little idiots alone for ten minutes beh beh beh beh beh before either parting ways with the Verbena woman or enlisting her to return to civilization with him so he can use his long-distance surveillance device thingy to see what the fuck is going on at the house.

Sigh. The longest of sighs. He sighs for so long he almost passes out. That's the extent to which he pretends this is such a collossal waste of time that he ought to just leave the little shits to clean up their own mess, and gives far too many fucks to convince anyone that that is what he wants to do.

"Where did I park my damn car?" he asks, either his partner or his prototype.

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About an hour after [hand-wave o'clock] the Jeep Whatever that Doc drives around when he isn't abusing his access to the coroner's office's vehicle pulls into the blood-enriched driveway at the old Boucher estate, the new Pain in the Ass-ienda. He hauls his black bag out of the back seat, takes a belt off of his flask, and tromps up to the front door.

"IF I COME IN AND YOU TELL ME YOU'RE FINE I'M GOING TO KILL ALL OF YOU," is how he announces himself as he enters the foyer and shuts the door behind him (and Kiara, if she's come along.)