Catching up with the Mouseketeers
Jan. 2nd, 2012 08:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shelbyrouIt is currently afternoon on Mon Jan 2 2012.
*ringring*
It takes a couple rings, but eventually he picks up. And, apparently her number pops up on caller ID, as he sounds a bit incredulous as he answers. "Shelby? It's been forever!"
"My SIM card can't handle roaming in outer space," she answers lightly, sounding pleased. "I just got back to the States last night, but I didn't want to call. How've you been? And the rest of the old pack?"
Xander hesitates. "Um, well. They all pretty much disappeared once you left. Rat-Tale left, I haven't talked to Marcos in ages."
Shelby pauses for a couple of seconds. "...Oh. Same with Tori?" Another pause, half as long. "It's... it's almost good, in a way. Backhanded way," she amends wryly. "I talked to Tim earlier today, and he asked if I wanted to join him. I told him I had to check in with everyone else, first."
"Oh." There's a pause where it's obvious he's considering. "Oh--uh, yeah, Tori too. Or at least I haven't seen her. --are you going to join up with Tim?"
The Fang mnhs - not unhappily, precisely, but definitely not happily. Thoughtfully. "I wouldn't mind," she admits with half of a sigh. "But like I said, I had to check in with the rest of you - or, well, just you - first." A touch brighter. "Have you met him? I know I'd tossed his name around a few times, beginning of summer. I think you two would suit each other."
"I, uh. No, I haven't met him." Xander doesn't seem opposed to the idea, though. "Though would he be willing to pack with me? Or does he have... other people in mind?"
"Don't see why not," and that self-assurance is all Shelby (or maybe all Silver Fang). "There's another possibility, but she hasn't been seen for... well. Months. Since before I left. Other than that, I don't know who he's thinking. But go talk to him yourself, why don't you? He can be found in Harbor Park, or in that forest north of 90. Or so he says. You know how his kind wander."
"Another possibility?" he echoes, and then hrms. "Okay, yeah, I can. I've been ... out in the woods for awhile anyway. And it's turning sort of... yeah." Disgruntled.
Shelby says, "Yup," evenly. "But like I said, she hasn't been seen for a while. So it's the three of us as far as I know. But look, Xander, I have to go. I'll be at the clubhouse later tonight, if you want to stop by. Easier to talk there than on the phone. I can tell you what happened on my vacation." Then, casually, "Did you get a promotion too?"
"Okay. I'll get in touch." And then, at the last question, there's a long pause. "Yeah," he says, but it's very, very loaded. "I'll--tell you about it later, yeah?"
"Definitely. Story time all around." Her smile is almost visible, despite the lack of video chat. "I'll make cookies. Catch you later, Xander. Be safe."
Xander echoes, "You too. Talk to you soon."
*ringring*
It takes a couple rings, but eventually he picks up. And, apparently her number pops up on caller ID, as he sounds a bit incredulous as he answers. "Shelby? It's been forever!"
"My SIM card can't handle roaming in outer space," she answers lightly, sounding pleased. "I just got back to the States last night, but I didn't want to call. How've you been? And the rest of the old pack?"
Xander hesitates. "Um, well. They all pretty much disappeared once you left. Rat-Tale left, I haven't talked to Marcos in ages."
Shelby pauses for a couple of seconds. "...Oh. Same with Tori?" Another pause, half as long. "It's... it's almost good, in a way. Backhanded way," she amends wryly. "I talked to Tim earlier today, and he asked if I wanted to join him. I told him I had to check in with everyone else, first."
"Oh." There's a pause where it's obvious he's considering. "Oh--uh, yeah, Tori too. Or at least I haven't seen her. --are you going to join up with Tim?"
The Fang mnhs - not unhappily, precisely, but definitely not happily. Thoughtfully. "I wouldn't mind," she admits with half of a sigh. "But like I said, I had to check in with the rest of you - or, well, just you - first." A touch brighter. "Have you met him? I know I'd tossed his name around a few times, beginning of summer. I think you two would suit each other."
"I, uh. No, I haven't met him." Xander doesn't seem opposed to the idea, though. "Though would he be willing to pack with me? Or does he have... other people in mind?"
"Don't see why not," and that self-assurance is all Shelby (or maybe all Silver Fang). "There's another possibility, but she hasn't been seen for... well. Months. Since before I left. Other than that, I don't know who he's thinking. But go talk to him yourself, why don't you? He can be found in Harbor Park, or in that forest north of 90. Or so he says. You know how his kind wander."
"Another possibility?" he echoes, and then hrms. "Okay, yeah, I can. I've been ... out in the woods for awhile anyway. And it's turning sort of... yeah." Disgruntled.
Shelby says, "Yup," evenly. "But like I said, she hasn't been seen for a while. So it's the three of us as far as I know. But look, Xander, I have to go. I'll be at the clubhouse later tonight, if you want to stop by. Easier to talk there than on the phone. I can tell you what happened on my vacation." Then, casually, "Did you get a promotion too?"
"Okay. I'll get in touch." And then, at the last question, there's a long pause. "Yeah," he says, but it's very, very loaded. "I'll--tell you about it later, yeah?"
"Definitely. Story time all around." Her smile is almost visible, despite the lack of video chat. "I'll make cookies. Catch you later, Xander. Be safe."
Xander echoes, "You too. Talk to you soon."