crossmyheartandhope

Nemesis!: ok
Nemesis!: should be back in shinj in 15 or so
Nemesis!: meet at the station ?
Nemesis!: or at the hideout
Nemesis!: or dorm whatever works

hurricane:: hideout's where we stashed the skates right?
hurricane: c u there?

Nemesis!: yeah

Nemesis! is typing...

Nemesis!: thx

[There aren't any more responses for a while, as if she stuffed the phone into a pocket or something]

hurricane: what for?

[But then no responses from him for a bit, too, time to actually get to the place.]

[The hideout's not that far from the dorms, just in case, and by now they've collected enough random things from around the old sets that it's shaping up pretty well. A couple crates have been stacked in one corner as shelves; she slips through the window and heads over to where their skates are kept. At least so long as she's fairly certain he's not looking her way, she looks tired.]

[Hm. He maybe actually catches just a moment or two of that, as he first comes in.]

[But then he calls out:]

Hey. Didn't mean to keep you waiting.

[She smiles when she notices him--small but real, it's painfully obvious when she fakes--and whatever else is going on is gone after that.]

Nah, nah, I'm the one who uh, ran off. Sorry about that, by the way. ...You okay today?