2020-02-07 - A Simple Favor

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : Paging Dr. Duchannes.

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : Hey ya. How is Alexander doing?

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : That's actually why I'm texting. I'm spending the night with a friend to bring her some supplies and watch a few rom coms or something together. Whatever she wants, really. But since you already frequent the hospital I was wondering if you would look into him now and then? His situation is a little more complicated than a concussion.

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : Yeah. I had planned to stop by and see how he was holding up. What exactly happened to him?

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : He went to interview a person of interest in one of his active cases and a bar brawl broke out in the Pourhouse where he was frequenting. He got hit in the head pretty bad, and he believes someone was trying to influence him mentally during. I think the confluence of events...broke...something in him.

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : He's more powerful than he was, but the severity of his head injury is preventing him, I think, from controlling it well. That and he's not used to it yet. He claims that there's always an adjustment period but...I've been inside there. I know what it looks like. I have good cause to worry.

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : I heard your voicemail, that his powers are... changed? What do you mean by broke, and changed... how?

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : I know for certain his range has expanded. He was able to reach several floors of patients even in his sleep. I don't know what that means for other skills but now's definitely not the time to ask him to test it. Not with a concussion.

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : Yeah. I wouldn't want him to make it worse than it is. Did they give him an MRI, do you know? I'll look into the records, see if there is anything more of concern when I visit with him. How are you holding up?

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : I'm actually not sure. I saw his chart but I don't remember seeing any mention of any MRIs done on him. You'd probably have more pull than I finding that out from staff there. And I'm alright, it...things got weird yesterday. Which reminds me to ask you if any birds tried to talk to you recently.

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : ... no, no birds have tried to talk to me. I've been fairly low key of late since our... incident, but I do feel all better now than what I felt in the aftermath. What happened?

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : A bird that wasn't a bird tried to get inside Alexander's recovery room yesterday, taunting us with the names of the missing through morse code. I...with what happened at the experiment and what you told me about your father's death, I wanted to warn you. If one shows up, don't let it in.

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : When you say the names of the missing... whom do you mean, exactly?

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : My brother. A friend's ex-girlfriend who we just found out might be missing. Alexander's friend, who we've presumed dead. It's like it knew who was inside of his room that day and tried to get each one of us to open the window.

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : That's... surreal. Even for this place. Not a good thing at all

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : It is. Another friend managed to kill it but there were consequences. It made her see something. I don't know what but it was terrible enough to shake her up and she's the courageous sort.

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : I'm glad to hear you're doing better after the last debacle and that you're lying low, though. It's honestly a relief.

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : Well, it'll be a bit longer now, as my next thing had involved Alexander. Though there is still the case we need to finish... which I need to get a hold of Itzhak for. And the bird sounds... that is just. Odd. Out there. I did speak to August, by the way, who sounds like he has his own dangerous plan fixed up.

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : The case with the missing organs? I know you wanted to talk to Itzhak about the chalk grenades. What did August say?

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : Yeah, the case with the missing organs. And August got an FCN letter as well. He's going to make an appointment.

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : That's what I heard. I tried to tell him it was a terrible idea but he won't be going alone. What did he say about your would-be lab?

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : Under the cabin would be difficult. In the backyard feasible. I'll have to get permission however from the landlords. Figure if I foot the bill, and add on to their property value, they hopefully won't mind.

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : I think the developer is Love Liven? I heard she was a good sort. But that sounds doable if that's the case. I'm glad the two of you were able to connect. Do you have his glasses and bath bomb?

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : Yeah, it is. And I have the glasses. Those are the next up to see what I can puzzle out.

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : And then after that, your coin.

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : Seems to me that the objects we have access to so far can only contain one ability per aspect. What do you think?

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : The soup took all three abilities to make, but it seems to hold a single aspect, yes. Or a single result. August told me about the disguise, but I wonder if it didn't work well because Alexander knew already what he looked like, if that makes sense. It's always hardest to fool people who know you the best.

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : Might be enough for the purposes it was intended for. And that parses with my own thoughts on a few other things but we can talk about all that in our sit down? Maybe after Alexander gets out of the hospital?

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : Yeah. That sounds like a good plan. I'll try and check on him tomorrow when I'm in, during a break.

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : Thanks Yule. I appreciate it. How are you doing with everything else?

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : Certain things have been hard, but are what they are. I'm feeling better about the experiment. Still want to swing by and see Minerva. And then there is Valentine's day coming up... so that's always a crapshoot if I get it right or not. 😉

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : ...oh. Valentines Day. Ugh, I'm the worst.

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : Take heart that you're doing better than me already because you didn't forget it was a thing! I didn't have cause to care before. Ha ha fuck me.

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : Big plans with Detective Wilkinson then? Props to you by the way. She's gorgeous.

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : Esme is great. And yeah. We are going to do something... just the what is what we need to figure out. And, who knows, maybe Alexander has forgotten as well!

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : Well now that you reminded me, I can't say I forgot! Oh, god, what do people usually do for these things? Help me, Google machine!

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : Though speaking of V-day, what about...how are you doing with...your break-up.

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : Yeah. That's the hard part. With Sparrow? It was very much a burn bright, burn hot thing. We hadn't been together all that long - a few months? - but it's like having a nice, warm fire in winter and suddenly it is all snuffed out. The change is stark.

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : What happened, if I may ask? The last time I heard you speak of her, you were all a-glow.

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : Long story, and... yeah. Just not one I'd want to get into. Nothing I can do about it now, and don't see it getting fixed.

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : That? Is certainly a scotch level conversation.

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : Alright, let's have this scotch-level conversation before Valentines Day and we can table work until after. I can pretend to be your priest, and we can try and exorcise that demon before your date with the detective.

(TXT to Yule) Isabella : Deal? I think at this point, it's definitely your turn to enter the confessional.

(TXT to Isabella) Yule : Deal. We'll find time before valentines day. 🙂