[Phone call to Hephaestus]

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She taps her foot impatiently as she waits for him to pick up, to reach voice mail, anything. Her grey eyes keep darting towards the television with its reports of giant snakes and destruction and blame and anger and fear. Absently, she chews at her bottom lip and her fingers rub the skin at the base of her throat. She's glowing ever so slightly... It's a good thing her roomie is out of town...

Henry? Handsome? Oh, come on. Fine. If you're not there, I'll leave a message but you better not be out there getting your ass handed to you...

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It was eerie, because he was almost out the door. He considered going anyway and pretending he missed the call but frankly he didn't want to fight a giant snake without speaking to Misha at least once more. he picks up the phone.

Hello, Misha. I was on my way out when I heard your message.

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On your way out where exactly?

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

Out.

Her tone didn't sit well with him.

I don't ask you where you go.

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

She doesn't care if he doesn't like her tone. She doesn't like his at the moment either. Nyah.

No, you don't and that's probably because you know the worst I'm going to see is a slimy casting director. Not, you know, try to stare down a sea monster and snark it to death.

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

He gritted his teeth.

I'm still the god of fire! I'm not a useless invalid!

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

And water puts out fire! Henry...

She takes a breath that he can hear over the phone and, when she speaks again, it sounds much more Normal Sweet Misha.

Henry, just use your big smart brain, alright? I know you're angry and want to stop the monsters. We all do. But you can't go getting yourself killed.

... Please.

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Heph gripped his cane hard, but he knew she was right.

..And what do you plan on doing?

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Percival is going to Florida.

Like that answers the question at all, sheesh.

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

Uh huh? What does it matter where the knight's going?

He so didn't sound jealous. Nope. Not at all.

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

One is enough, don't you think?

Okay, now you're just being cryptic to be cryptic.

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

What the hell does that mean?

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

Her voice is quiet, careful.

You could get hurt. That's not okay.

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

So could you! How is that okay!?

He suddenly went from offended to worried in his own right.

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

It's not and I don't plan on getting hurt... Henry, are you really going?

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

..I was planning to. I'd feel like a coward if I didn't.

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

But you're not a coward. Not at all. Anyone who says you are is a damned liar and a very jealous idiot.

She sighs and it sounds caught between resignation and sadness, a very heart-tugging noise.

Which snake were you going after?

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He hears it, and it does indeed tug at his heart.

The sea snake seemed closest..Misha..I...

He kept pausing, unsure how to say the words.

..you mean so much to me.

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I just don't want you to get hurt.

It's not exactly a screaming declaration of forever-love but the quiet way she says the words means more than such a thing would, anyway.

I should probably go, too, I suppose.

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

It's what's unspoken but understood that means so much to him

I don't want you hurt either. ..Guess we'll have to keep each other out of trouble.

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

We can try, at least. I mean, we usually get up to all kinds of trouble when we're together...

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

Heh, no regrets.

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

Never any regrets. Not when it comes to you.

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

Same here, beautiful.

So..want to go piss off a giant snake?

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

Want to? Not really. Will? Sure.

She laughs, a pretty musical sound that makes everything seem a bit better and brighter.

Should I meet you there or do we want to light-brigade down there together?

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He laughs, it was contagious.

I wouldn't want to slow you down.