twenty-seven ♢ video

[versusnurture]

[The video cuts on with Abigail ever-so-dubiously holding the camera, selfie-style. A wave. Hello, Barge, someone's here with bad news.]

So, um. I feel like we should really have a pre-formatted broadcast about this ready, a kind of fill-in-the-blanks-here style thing, but, well . . .

[She pans the camera back, revealing that she's in the clinic, and directs it towards Scott. Who is asleep halfway out of a kennel, his head resting against the bars. He's drooling a little. Some cute puppy snores are happening, too.]

I need help getting Scott to the infirmary. Or, you know, wherever you people want him.

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[theresalwayshope]

Seconded in the helping department, if you need it.

[Her voice sounds pretty steady, and her eyes are dry...but they're also blazing, Beta gold, and she can't seem to make them change back.

She's trying, though...she's really, really trying to keep her cool.]

[voluntaryapnea]

Thanks. I think I'm gonna have to take you up on that.

[He pauses, hesitates when he sees her eyes are glowing.]

If you're sure you're up for it. [Because she's still new at this, and it isn't that he doesn't trust her, but...even Scott had tried to kill him a few times when he'd been new. And he and Scott had been brothers since they were four.]

[theresalwayshope]

I have to be.

[Her Alpha needs her...Scott needs her, and if he's not here...

She has to be okay. She has to be strong. She can't let him down.]

I have to be--I am. I'm up for it...I'm coming, okay? I'm probably strong enough to carry Scott myself and all...I'm coming to help.

[voluntaryapnea]

[He gets it and he nods.]

Okay. Then I'll see you when you get here.