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Mar. 15th, 2006 12:24 amLeon sat on his couch, staring at the display on his cell phone. He had dialed a number, and his thumb hovered over 'send', and had been there for a minute or so. He continued to stare at the number for some time, his expression unreadable. Finally, he hit 'clear' instead then shut his phone, and put it aside on the couch. This was about the 4th time today he was about to make the call, but changed his mind. Ever since his late night talk with Claire some time ago, he knew he had to make this call.
He glanced at his phone and shook his head. Any other problem he'd run head first into without even blinking, but this? One simple phone call, he couldn't make.
Finally, even if mostly out of sheer pride, he picked up his phone and dialed the number again, this time hitting 'send'. He put his phone to his ear and listened as it rang. When someone on the other end finally answered, Leon paused for a second, then spoke. "...uh, hi. Can I speak to Erin, please? Tell her-- ...tell her it's 'Laddie' calling."
The was another pause, then his face suddenly split into a wide grin. Without hesitating, he excitedly said "Top o'de monrin' t'ye, Lass!", in an Irish brogue so over-the-top and mind-numbingly bad that he wouldn't be shocked if, out there in the nexus, members of the Clan Cassidy suddenly dropped dead out of pure shame. He didn't seem to care if he looked stupid as he laughed a bit, then scoffed in mock offense. "What, 'Lass'? Your baby brother can't call just to say hi?"
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He glanced at his phone and shook his head. Any other problem he'd run head first into without even blinking, but this? One simple phone call, he couldn't make.
Finally, even if mostly out of sheer pride, he picked up his phone and dialed the number again, this time hitting 'send'. He put his phone to his ear and listened as it rang. When someone on the other end finally answered, Leon paused for a second, then spoke. "...uh, hi. Can I speak to Erin, please? Tell her-- ...tell her it's 'Laddie' calling."
The was another pause, then his face suddenly split into a wide grin. Without hesitating, he excitedly said "Top o'de monrin' t'ye, Lass!", in an Irish brogue so over-the-top and mind-numbingly bad that he wouldn't be shocked if, out there in the nexus, members of the Clan Cassidy suddenly dropped dead out of pure shame. He didn't seem to care if he looked stupid as he laughed a bit, then scoffed in mock offense. "What, 'Lass'? Your baby brother can't call just to say hi?"
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