Email to Manuel
Oct. 13th, 2004 08:20 amTo: [kobaro]
From: [sorgin]
Pete and Dom staged a kidnapping. I'm in Istanbul. With Marie-Ange and Sarah. Apparently we needed a break (well, Angie and I did - Pete just reckons Sarah needed out of the basement) and this is it. There's some other stuff, some kind of job Domino has on, but she's not giving us details until we've have a full day to de-stress, as she puts it. No danger, since Pete wouldn't have a bar of it if it was, but something to 'work the kinks out', as Dom puts it.
Sorry I didn't get a chance to tell you before I left. It was pretty much a snatch and grab Tuesday morning, and we've been in planes and stuff since. It sounds like a Pink Flloyd song, but I wish you were here. Lots of space to play in this hotel room of mine. *grins* The bath alone...
Gotta go - someone's knocking on the door and I need to grab soem clothes before I open it. Love you. Lots. Miss you as much, too. Take care, all right? We should be back in a few days.
Love,
Amanda.
From: [sorgin]
Pete and Dom staged a kidnapping. I'm in Istanbul. With Marie-Ange and Sarah. Apparently we needed a break (well, Angie and I did - Pete just reckons Sarah needed out of the basement) and this is it. There's some other stuff, some kind of job Domino has on, but she's not giving us details until we've have a full day to de-stress, as she puts it. No danger, since Pete wouldn't have a bar of it if it was, but something to 'work the kinks out', as Dom puts it.
Sorry I didn't get a chance to tell you before I left. It was pretty much a snatch and grab Tuesday morning, and we've been in planes and stuff since. It sounds like a Pink Flloyd song, but I wish you were here. Lots of space to play in this hotel room of mine. *grins* The bath alone...
Gotta go - someone's knocking on the door and I need to grab soem clothes before I open it. Love you. Lots. Miss you as much, too. Take care, all right? We should be back in a few days.
Love,
Amanda.
Oh, fuck.
Date: 2004-10-13 12:15 pm (UTC)This is ... unexpected. And ill-timed. I wish someone would take _me_ to Istanbul when life gets to be too much. I'll talk to you when I get back.
Manuel
Sorry...
Date: 2004-10-13 12:20 pm (UTC)Maybe one day when I'm fabulously wealthy (hah!) I'll stage my own kidnapping of you. Sound good? And is everything all right? This distance... I can't get much off the link, but you _sound_ stressed. Was Emma ticked about me destroying those files and papers of yours?
I never thought I'd say this, but if you need company, go find Lee. She always cheers you up.
Amanda.
Lee.
Date: 2004-10-13 12:24 pm (UTC)Good idea. And you don't want to be in my head right now.
Manuel de la Rocha
You're being cryptic and that worries me.
Date: 2004-10-13 12:27 pm (UTC)A.
PS: Since when do I rate surnames? You're worrying me more now...
Nothing that need concern you.
Date: 2004-10-13 12:31 pm (UTC)And I _am_ a de la Rocha. It's past time I remembered that.
Manuel de la Rocha.
Gah.
Date: 2004-10-13 12:35 pm (UTC)And yes, you are a de la Rocha. But I would have figured you'd understand I know your name by now. No need for the formal shite. You'll be calling me "Miss Sefton" next, like Strange does sometimes...
Maybe I should try and find where Pete stashed my passport...
A.