Email to Jake

[xp_daytripper]

To: [partner in crime]
From: [trouble]

Subject: Forgot to mention something?

Angelo was over last night and mentioned you'd been feeling shite happening to your arm, electric shocks and the like. I understand not wanting to drag people into stuff, but we're your team now, yeah? Super-spies and all that. Let us help?

A.

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[x-courier.livejournal.com]

To: [bloodhound]
From: [twitchy]
Subj: Forgot to mention something?

I should know better than to think I can keep anything from you lot, yeah?

It's not that big of a deal, really. I think it simply means the bastards who took my arm didn't put it in a display case somewhere. It's no surprise that they're doing something to it. But really--it's not like my arm's unusable or anything. It just gets uncomfortable sometimes, is all.

It just didn't seem worth mentioning, as I don't know that there's anything anyone can do short of finding my arm, which we're working on. But thanks.


Jake

[xp_daytripper]

To: [silly jake]
From: [know it all]

Like I said, super-spies. Besides, you freaked Ange out and he's worried about you. He does that.

You've been working on your own too long, mate. This sort of thing is something you mention to friends. Even if we can't actually do anything about it.

Lunch?

A.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

To: [smart cookie]
From: [silly rabbit]

I mentioned it to Angelo? Well, okay, he found out, but...You know, I can see your exasperated look even when we're not in the same room.

It's just hard to figure out where the line is between sharing and whinging.

Lunch sounds like a fabulous idea. Where are you taking me?


Jake

[xp_daytripper]

To: [sees the light]
From: [smug]

Yeah, you're a dope all right. Basketball remind you of anything?

Lunch is this brilliant Mexican place called Mama Lupe's that Doug's been going to for years. She knows me and Ange by now as well, so we get all the good, not on the menu food. And, best of all, they're used to weird. Grab your jacket - the Broomstick awaits!

A.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

To: [yeah, yeah, yeah]
From: [are you sure it's not an oncoming train?]

No, I meant, Angelo knew. Shouldn't that count for something?

Angelo took me to Mama Lupe's when I first got here, as I hadn't had Mexican food in several years at that point. Funny, the things you miss. It was good, though.

...The Broomstick? Oh boy. I'll be right down.