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

[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.]