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The last time Xander missed a really important call, he'd had no other excuse than not hearing the ringtone over his hometown falling into a sinkhole around his ears.

This time, at least he could say it wasn't his fault. The thing hadn't given so much as a buzz in the last two days -- which was actually kind of ridiculous, like half his construction clients had decided to go on vacation or something -- and then all of a sudden the message light was blinking at him from atop the pizza box he hadn't even opened yet.

Funny how, once he'd let it play, Xander really didn't give a crap that it wasn't his fault (or even entirely believe that, because... because there should've been something.)

He wasn't much in the mood for pizza anymore, either.
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[Open for texts/calls/people who live in THE FUTURE. Mmm, pizza.]

Date: 2011-11-24 03:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
Parker was checking in with people, as she moved money around and tried to convince her friends that they needed to get out of town now, and Portalocity that yes, she really did need six tickets, damnit.

*ring*

Date: 2011-11-25 05:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Xander. How are you?" Please say you're okay, please say something silly....

Date: 2011-11-25 08:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Xander, I..." It was getting to feel so wrong to say 'sorry', when the losses kept piling up, were so painful and huge. "I'm so sorry. I wish there was something I could do."

Date: 2011-11-26 12:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"And places. Random ones. Kamchatka. Philadelphia. One of the guys you helped rescue has disappeared." Parker's voice was tight with worry. "I'm trying to get to Fandom, with the rest of my crew."

Date: 2011-11-26 01:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Christ." Parker grimaced. "I'm trying to get to Fandom; nothing's disappeared from there yet, but getting more than one ticket is... challenging." Or nearly impossible. "Are you and Bridge leaving yet?"

Date: 2011-11-26 02:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Jarod's okay. Emily and the rest of their family are living off the grid right now." How terrible would it be, if he just forgot them, after so long trying to get them back? "Isabel's... you should call her. She's not good."

Date: 2011-11-26 02:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"At Ronan's place? Because that's where she and Wyatt are now," Parker said, stomach sinking. "Have you talked to her in the last couple days?"

Date: 2011-11-26 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"I wouldn't bet it's not." Parker grimaced, shaking her head, thinking of Mel. She'd known her far more through Xander than the one or two times she'd run into her, but she was Xander's first Slayer that he took responsibility for. First one who called him 'Watcher.' "God, this reminds me of you disappearing for seven months and coming back seven *years later."

Date: 2011-11-26 02:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Can't say I disagree, not the way Portalocity is screwing around, but what's the other choice? Wyatt? I don't want the guy to have to airlift me out of here unless he has to." And even that was iffy, after Isabel and Wyatt's near-miss. "Remember how they routed me through twelve places that one summer before I crashed at your place?"

Date: 2011-11-26 03:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Note to self: start a new interdimensional company after this mess is resolved," Parker said, trying to joke, but sounding far too grim. "God. I hope she's okay too. Haven't heard from her in a while." She shook her head. "I've already moved a ton of money to the bank at Fandom, to make sure that people can... stay. As long as they need to."

Date: 2011-11-26 06:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"That's great, but have your damn parachutes ready. This is taking out whole worlds, Xander," Parker said, sounding sharper than she wanted to. Her voice softened. "Don't wait so long you scare the crap out of us."

Date: 2011-11-24 04:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] time-flyer-5.livejournal.com
Jen did not look happy when she walked into the common room, a circumstance that had nothing to do with any ridiculous layovers since she'd remained firmly in this particular pocket of the future since returning from the Ice Age.

She'd been paging back through her Ranger history records and noticed a glaring lack of . . . several people, really, including the entire Aquitian Ranger team, but mostly Wes Collins and Eric Myers's complete nonexistence.

At the moment she was chalking it up to someone hacking her files, and was trying to figure out who to have look into the situation, when she caught sight of Xander.

"What's going on?"

Date: 2011-11-25 12:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] time-flyer-5.livejournal.com
Jen listened to the voicemail with a cop's impartial attention to det--

Okay, she started to, but by the time the message was over she wasn't even pretending to do that any more.

"Oh, god, Xander." She could've started asking questions, or trying to draw correlations, but she wasn't that much of a hardass cop that she couldn't give him some time.

Date: 2011-11-25 06:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] time-flyer-5.livejournal.com
Jen shook her head. "That sounds a little too deliberate to be a false alarm though, doesn't it? And --" Something clicked.

"The Ranger archives. People have started disappearing from those records, too." She glanced at him, corners of her mouth set into a slight frown.

Date: 2011-11-25 05:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] time-flyer-5.livejournal.com
"As in there's no record of them having been there in the first place," Jen clarified. "Or even having existed."

Which was how Mel's message said things had started, wasn't it?

Date: 2011-11-26 12:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] time-flyer-5.livejournal.com
"It might be," Jen said slowly. "Anything you haven't heard lately?"

Date: 2011-11-26 03:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] time-flyer-5.livejournal.com
You could argue that Jen just naturally erred on the side of pessimistic. You could.

"Doesn't make sense for him to suddenly stop. Any more than it does for Wes and Eric to just stop existing in the past, without affecting now."

Date: 2011-11-26 06:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] time-flyer-5.livejournal.com
"Twenty-five years later it hasn't caught up to us?" Jen did look kind of sorry to be pointing that out, at least. "This is more than a little bit crazy."

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