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lovemykilt) wrote2011-11-08 01:49 pm
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Hong Kong, Tuesday evening
"Look," Priestly said. He'd finally managed to scrape together enough money for a long distance phone card and had, naturally, immediately called the Beach City Grill. "You guys can't keep sending me money. You're both broke, too. Unless Trucker decided to give you raises."
"Who?" asked Jen. Priestly pinched his nose and successfully resisted the urge to throw his phone against a wall.
"Is Priestly talking about his imaginary friends again?" asked Tish in the background.
"They're not -- aaaaggggh!" Priestly groaned. It was no use, he'd tried explaining it to them any number of times before, ever since they first started denying the existence of his mother. "Look, is Zo around? Does she still exist?"
"The crystal lady across the street?"
Priestly pumped his fist in the air.
"We haven't seen her in weeks. She put up a sign saying 'closed for the apocalypse' and stopped coming in."
The fist came back down. Priestly gaped at the phone.
"How are you doing on getting home? We're really worried about you, Priestly. Even Tish."
"Not 'cause I like you or anything!" Tish called in the background.
"I'm in Hong Kong," Priestly said. "I managed to hop a boat. I'm going to see if I can make it to Japan. I may or may not have a friend there, depending on the dimensions."
Jen sighed. Talking about dimensions wasn't helping her thinking he'd had a psychotic break. "Maybe you should just try to get deported."
"Maybe you should try figuring out where my mom and dad, Mr. Julius, Camille, Trucker, and half the population of Santa Cruz went."
"I'm serious, Priestly."
"I'm running out of minutes."
"Well, call us back when you've figured out what you're doing next, okay?"
"I told you, I'm going to Japan."
"I don't know where that is. Priestly? Priestly, are you still there? Priestly?"
Priestly stopped banging his head on the wall. "Yeah, Jen. I'm still here. Even if no one else is."
[ooc: It's fun to be evil! Open for any pan-dimensional phone calls.]
"Who?" asked Jen. Priestly pinched his nose and successfully resisted the urge to throw his phone against a wall.
"Is Priestly talking about his imaginary friends again?" asked Tish in the background.
"They're not -- aaaaggggh!" Priestly groaned. It was no use, he'd tried explaining it to them any number of times before, ever since they first started denying the existence of his mother. "Look, is Zo around? Does she still exist?"
"The crystal lady across the street?"
Priestly pumped his fist in the air.
"We haven't seen her in weeks. She put up a sign saying 'closed for the apocalypse' and stopped coming in."
The fist came back down. Priestly gaped at the phone.
"How are you doing on getting home? We're really worried about you, Priestly. Even Tish."
"Not 'cause I like you or anything!" Tish called in the background.
"I'm in Hong Kong," Priestly said. "I managed to hop a boat. I'm going to see if I can make it to Japan. I may or may not have a friend there, depending on the dimensions."
Jen sighed. Talking about dimensions wasn't helping her thinking he'd had a psychotic break. "Maybe you should just try to get deported."
"Maybe you should try figuring out where my mom and dad, Mr. Julius, Camille, Trucker, and half the population of Santa Cruz went."
"I'm serious, Priestly."
"I'm running out of minutes."
"Well, call us back when you've figured out what you're doing next, okay?"
"I told you, I'm going to Japan."
"I don't know where that is. Priestly? Priestly, are you still there? Priestly?"
Priestly stopped banging his head on the wall. "Yeah, Jen. I'm still here. Even if no one else is."
[ooc: It's fun to be evil! Open for any pan-dimensional phone calls.]
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"I have an internship with the police! Totally boring and dull, but I get to meet new people? They have me doing a lot of the 'lost tourist' duty."
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Oh!
"Speaking of, I talked with my mom! If you agree to cook at least one dish without fish in it, she said you could have my old room if you visit and need a place. I'll even make sure they change the pink blankets out!"
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So not impressed.
"There's... goats?"
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Priestly's priorities were not everyone's priorities.
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It's food, Priestly. Momoko knows food. "I heard that they eat horses, though!" If that suited you.
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"But yeah, I don't know why it's called that, but it's not from there. You might find someone who can make it, though? Are you into learning about true ethnic foods or just about food in general?"
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"But seriously, I haven't heard of anything, like, evil about it. But still, you had better be careful. I totally don't want to report to Dinah that you got lost in my neighborhood."
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"Yeah, I'm adding a column to my spreadsheet: 'whole countries have disappeared'. So far, you're the only check mark, thank goodness... Hey, you do know you can call me at any time and I'll come get you, right? No matter what universe, no matter the problem?"
She knew she wasn't as close a friend to him as Dinah, but she totally meant it.
"Though if it's just that you burned your goat meat or something, I will totally lecture you when I get there."
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"And minus the lectures for burned food?" Her voice was warm as she tried to get them back to pretending like things were normal in their lives. "Because that's a lot of lectures."
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THIS TOTALLY EXPLAINED EVERYTHING!
"Is there, like, a starter kit or something? I can get one! I probably need to find a cooking store or something, right?"
She was TOTALLY calling Karla next, to tell her!
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