IC CONTACT

[maevelous]

"You've reached Maeve Millay. In your message, do be sure to let me know whether this is business or pleasure."

VOICEMAIL | TEXT MESSAGES | PHONECALLS | BUSINESS INQUIRIES

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audio. backdated to during the blackout.

[shootsharp]

Maeve?

[ The call comes in late. With someone of Maeve's empathetic acumen, she might pick out the note of tension present in Theodore's voice that is not normally present. ]

It's Flood.

[maevelous]

Theodore? It's quite late to be making housecalls, isn't it?

[ She definitely picks up that tension. ]

What's wrong?

[shootsharp]

I found 'im.

[ That slightly raw edge won't leave any time soon. It's been A Night. It's a quiet, latent anger, but the fresh grief beneath it makes it harder to deliver it smoothly. ]

He's here.

[maevelous]

Who? Who's here?

[ There's someone from home other than the two of them. Maeve knows that. But she's not sure who that is. ]

[anonymous ∞]

[blackhat]

You had posters printed up, yet?

LOST DOG

Big blue eyes, perfect cheekbones, heroic stubble.

[maevelous]

[ This anonymous douchebag again. Maeve immediately knows this has to be the guy that Teddy fought, and this message must mean he's done something to him. ]

Where is he?

[blackhat]

Chilton has him cooped up in his hospital.

Not trying to run your business, but it’s probably past time you two a had talk about stranger danger.

[maevelous]

Why is he there? He rescued that man. From you, most likely.

Backdated to 3/03, morning

[wordaday]

[Last night Chilton gave her a few good ideas about the whole Sam situation, but the bullet wound and the stress of retrieval just about knocked her butt out before she could even dial the phone.

Probably she could just head on into Merlotte's and talk to Maeve, but this seens a little easier on everyone. Plus, it's hard as hell to drive one-handed.]

Hello, hi ? I'm sorry to be bothering you so early. My name's Sookie, I'm a friend of Sam's. Mr Chilton said you're his manager at the bar now?

[maevelous]

Oh he did, did he?

[ Well. That's foreboding. How does Chilton know anything about her? It's not like she announced she's working there. And it's not like she recalls seeing him at the bar. So unless Sam said something to him...

Maeve forces the thought aside because that's not the important part of what Sookie said. ]

Sookie...you're...Sam's friend from home? [ Maybe Sam told her, maybe she's done her research. Either way, her tone is infused with some sympathy. ] You're no bother, darling. I'm glad to hear you've made it back. And you're right, I've been working as a manager at Merlotte's to help keep things smooth. I'm afraid he hasn't shown up to work for the past couple of days, however.

[wordaday]

[Maeve sounds about as unsure about Chilton as she is, which is weirdly reassuring. Not that she knows she can trust this lady, but mutual distrust of someone else can go a long way. Kind of like in high school, when you make friends over mutual dislike of other people. ]

I am, and really, I appreciate it. [She sighs.] When I talked to him earlier, he mentioned deporting and disappearance. Do you know if it's a case of one or the other? I mean, I'd get it if he was just holed up for the full moon, but it isn't for another week and-

[Okay, no, Sookie. Breathe.]

I'm sorry. You don't know me from Eve and here I am going on and on, I probably sound crazy. I just got back from a kinda high pressure situation.

[maevelous]

Oh, honey. Don't you worry. I don't fault you. My world has been quite volatile, so I know all about being concerned over a missing friend.

[ And even now, it hits close to home considering Teddy has been abducted. ]

My guess is a port out. There's been no evidence to suggest otherwise. Granted, I have not been to his home to see the state of things.

I know you're hiatused so no pressure to reply/reply quickly to this!

[devoutish]

Maeve, Maeve.

[Since the April swear-in, Alfie has called Maeve a few times, either to invite her to meet up or just to chat - and here he is again.]

Come for a drink with me.

HELLO. I'm here now!

[maevelous]

So long as you're buying, darling.

[ Far be it for Maeve to buy her own alcohol, no matter how self-sufficient she is. ]

[devoutish]

Of course. Yeah.

[He's a 1920s guy; he's not going to argue that.]

Now - shall we meet early, or meet late and dodge the probation officer. Lady's choice.

[He definitely has a lot of fun making Josuke chase him down after his curfew night after night, but he won't begrudge Maeve if she doesn't think that sounds like her idea of a good time.]

[maevelous]

I'll always tend toward the more exciting prospect. Lord knows things have been boring enough lately. So late it is. Somewhere in Maurtia Falls, then? Or do you have another place in mind?

Voice

[darkpants_warmfeeling]

Hey, Maeve. How are you doing?

Voice

[maevelous]

Well there's a voice I've been waiting to hear. I've been doing just fine. How about you, hon'?

Voice

[darkpants_warmfeeling]

I've been good. Pretty busy with everything that's been happening. But I've been thinking about what you said.

You were right. I could use some company. It's... been a long time.

Voice

[maevelous]

I'm quite surprised you held out as long as you did.

[ Maeve teases. ]

Provide the drinks, and I'm all yours for the evening. I do hope you have your own place. I've been trapped in a home with a group of children who have since ported out only to leave their zoo of animals behind. It's not exactly an ideal sort of environment.

Video

[song_of_ice]

[There is no lead up or small talk, just a simple statement, not even a question.]

I need your help.

Video

[maevelous]

What's on your mind, sweetheart?

Video

[song_of_ice]

I want to open a shelter in De Chima. Lucy's farmhouse is empty now and it has a number of rooms that could be used.

But I need help in finding the coin to purchase it and obtain the necessary supplies. It would need to be refurbished.

Text;

[gitarre]

Guten Abend! This is Klavier Gavin, future rockstar prosecutor. ;)
Hopefully you haven't lost anymore shoes since the last time we spoke.

I'd like to make good on my promise from before.
Could you tell me 1) what days you're at Merlotte's and 2) your favorite drink?

Text;

[maevelous]

I've been waiting to hear from you again, sweetheart.

I tend to work the evenings of Wednesday through Sunday. Sometimes I'll pick up a Tuesday or Monday shift depending on the week and what's needed. And my favorite drink is just about any drink I don't have to pay for. I'm flexible. Surprise me. ;)