IC Voicemail

[evowhisperer]

 *There's nothing but a long silence after the ringing stops. If the caller's been looking at their screen, there are plain black-and-white letters on display:*

Please leave a message after the beep.

*Beep.*

Comments

[dead_black_eyes]

"Thank you. I would like that. He really can't have gotten far, but I guess now the point is to let that happen."

He picks himself up, going to the sink and bending over to put his face under the tap. He's still groggy and thinks that drinking some water will help.

[evowhisperer]

*Cesar waits until Lazarus can see him again.*

{We could also let him escape on his own.}

[dead_black_eyes]

[Lazarus casts his gaze downward for a second following Cesar's suggestion.]

I take it you mean that we should let him believe that he's outfoxing us and escaping, rather than inform him he's being released?

[evowhisperer]

*Some hesitation--then, a nod.*

[dead_black_eyes]

[Lazarus considers it, then nods firmly.]

We'll do that then. If you could help me get him in a chair, we could tie him up and leave one of the major knots intentionally flawed. He'll be gone before morning.

[evowhisperer]

*Another nod, this one firmer. It's something he can do in the same act of leaving the school altogether: once he's done helping Lazarus move the other man's dead weight, he can go.*


{Rope?}

[dead_black_eyes]

There's one in the service closet down the hall. Fortunately, it's on the way to where I think he collapsed.

[Lazarus starts that way, walking straighter and with better purpose as he continues to make his way out of the drugged haze.]