94th Devotion: Giving in to Panic

[favoritetraitor]

[Video; filtered from Saya]

[The video snaps on to show the rather agitated pacing form of Solomon Goldsmith. The usual easygoing smile is gone from his face, and his fingers fidget with a small photograph held tightly in his hands.

He glances over at the small red light of his video device that indicates that it's recording and sighs before walking over and holding an image up to the camera.]

Does anyone happen to know this girl?


If so, I'd like to speak with you...

[He withdraws it from the camera, his barely composed expression dissolving to show a flicker of the stress that's plaguing him.]

Please... It's important...

[His hand reaches up to switch the broadcast to audio.]


[Private to Keats]
Mr. Keats... I have a job for you.


[ooc: going out for a few hours this evening but will tag when I get back! Backtags always welcome~]

Comments

[is-paranoid.livejournal.com]

Uhhh... yeah? That's Saya.

...

What's wrong?

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Has she spoken to you lately?

[is-paranoid.livejournal.com]

Not since she said she lost some stuff... a sword, actually. I said I'd keep an eye out for it.

[ he's starting to get uneasy now ]

Why?

1/2

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Is that why? Does she feel she can't depend on me anymore? Going to outside sources...

2/2

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Are you... are you my new rival?

1/?

[is-paranoid.livejournal.com]

Huh?

Private: Voice

[disregard-death.livejournal.com]

... Solomon, is everything alright? I got your message.

Private: Voice

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Yes... I mean... I...

[He takes a deep breath to calm himself.]

I want you to investigate something for me. You'll need to be discreet of course...

Action?

[disregard-death.livejournal.com]

Keats was fast to go to Solomon's. It was unlike his friend to be so anxious. Something bad, the Curses had not been friendly with him lately. He rapped on the door with a soft sort of rhythm. "Oi, Sol?"

Action

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

It took barely a moment before the doctor had crossed the floor of the living to let his guest in. The apartment was dim, it's curtains muting the harshness of the daylight outside.

"Mr. Keats... please come in." Solomon gave a half-hearted polite smile, but his body still showed the tension that was permeating his being.

[valentineluke.livejournal.com]

What happened?

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Do you really not know? Surely you've heard something...

[valentineluke.livejournal.com]

Flooding has subsided and I returned to my apartment. I've been busy with resettling.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I see... so you haven't seen or heard anything from Saya over the network lately?

[bufferprincess.livejournal.com]

Sorry, I haven't, but I'll keep an eye out.

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

No, I meant to ask if anyone has seen her over the network...

Ah, but... If you should hear anything, I'd be grateful if you can inform me of it.

[private voice]

[jiyuna_togabito]

First a necklace and now this. Seems you're losing quite a few 'important' things, aren't you, Doctor?

[private voice] 1/2

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

....

[private voice] 2/2

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

I... got complacent, I suppose. Without Hagi in town, I didn't think I had anything to be concerned about.

[private voice]

[jiyuna_togabito]

Any luck?

[private voice]

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

Oh, of course... but I'd be lying if I said it was good...

Action;

[liveontoday.livejournal.com]

[It seems Keat's took the time to get in touch with Saya (http://liveontoday.livejournal.com/3020.html?thread=165836#t165836) about what was going on with Solomon. Soon there's the sound of the apartment door unlatching, the woman moving in with quiet footsteps.
She leaves what bags she has near the front door, her voice soft.]

Solomon?

Action;

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

[Even out on the terrace, his sharp chiropteran ears could hear her entry into the apartment. His fingers tightened on the concrete rail that spanned the edge of the the landing, and he held his breath as he turned his head to glance behind him.]

... out here. I'm out here...

Action;

[liveontoday.livejournal.com]

[She weaved past furniture, the path toward the terrace a familiar one by now.
She stepped out, lingering near the door a moment, brow furrowed.]

... Keats said you were worried about me.

Action;

[favoritetraitor.livejournal.com]

[Solomon paused, pursing his lips slightly as he made a mental note to have a good long talk with Keats about what 'discretion' meant. But, seeing Saya standing in the doorway, framed by a halo of light from the living room, he couldn't help but to feel immense gratitude that she hadn't left quite just yet.

Standing there, he could only look at her, barely able to mute the loss he was anticipating.]

....