Joel Waters-Baker (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
just_another) wrote2020-05-16 07:10 pm
just_another) wrote2020-05-16 07:10 pm
PHONE/TEXT POST
(long silence)
(sigh)
Leave a message
(sigh)
Leave a message
"Eh hi, Joel? Lou here, from the Abasi house. I know - I guess this is not the best timing with how everything has happened, but I'm tied to the house and would really like to have some distraction.
So ehm - I have a list, maybe you can look at what you have in store right now and what needs to be offered? And deliver it as soon as possible, if you can? Just add the urgency to the bill, please."
[An audible, nervous smile]
"Anyway, books! Gray's Anatomy for Students, the most recent edition please. Any story of Spot the Dog's, a French-English dictionary and did you ever manage to find those hard cover French Harry Potters? Just come by or call me, okay? Thank you, good day."
So ehm - I have a list, maybe you can look at what you have in store right now and what needs to be offered? And deliver it as soon as possible, if you can? Just add the urgency to the bill, please."
[An audible, nervous smile]
"Anyway, books! Gray's Anatomy for Students, the most recent edition please. Any story of Spot the Dog's, a French-English dictionary and did you ever manage to find those hard cover French Harry Potters? Just come by or call me, okay? Thank you, good day."
"Wow, Joel, your recorded message kind of sucks. Like, a lot. And not in the fun way. You should let me fix that for you. See you around, bro!"
[text]
I'll be caught up to your beard in no time.
I'll be caught up to your beard in no time.
[text]
Did you grow that in the two hours since I saw you last? It's very impressive and full-bodied.
:)
Did you grow that in the two hours since I saw you last? It's very impressive and full-bodied.
:)
[text]
Independence Day of my fingers, finally! Although they won't let me leave yet, the only reading material here is Soap Opera Digest and I've already read four issues cover to cover.
Independence Day of my fingers, finally! Although they won't let me leave yet, the only reading material here is Soap Opera Digest and I've already read four issues cover to cover.
Edited 2014-07-04 23:40 (UTC)
And what have you learned in your reading?
(I'm glad your fingers are free, though.)
(I'm glad your fingers are free, though.)
[text]
Somebody left a hat in the library.
Does it suit me?
Somebody left a hat in the library.
Does it suit me?
I've composed this text five different times and nothing I type sounds right.
You're always very handsome.
You're always very handsome.
[video file sent via text]
I love you, I miss you, I'll see you at home.
I love you, I miss you, I'll see you at home.
You have disrupted any and all ability to be productive.
I love you, too. :)
I love you, too. :)
[text 1]
I found puppies for sale on the way to coffee. Oh, god, this one just kissed my nose.
[text 2]
[text 3]
I told him I'd have to ask Mr. Waters-Baker if we can keep him.
I found puppies for sale on the way to coffee. Oh, god, this one just kissed my nose.
[text 2]
[text 3]
I told him I'd have to ask Mr. Waters-Baker if we can keep him.
Edited 2014-08-31 07:55 (UTC)
[text 1]
This is me pretending to be ecstatic that your parents are coming to stay with us, do I look convincing?
[text 2]
I'm only kidding.
[text 3]
Or am I?
This is me pretending to be ecstatic that your parents are coming to stay with us, do I look convincing?
[text 2]
I'm only kidding.
[text 3]
Or am I?
You look adorable.
I would send you a picture in return, but as I'm currently showing my parents into the guest room, I think the timing is less than appropriate.
I would send you a picture in return, but as I'm currently showing my parents into the guest room, I think the timing is less than appropriate.
[text]
I've just received a very strange text from Coop about my apparent sister and her secret relationship with you.
Something I should know, my love?
I've just received a very strange text from Coop about my apparent sister and her secret relationship with you.
Something I should know, my love?
Oh god, is he texting you, too?
[screenshot of the gossip magazine Coop sent him]
[screenshot of the gossip magazine Coop sent him]
When Joel returns home, there is a raven perched and waiting. It remains, watching in silence, until he goes to it alone.
When it opens its' beak, the bird speaks in Nerium's voice.
"You were right to contact me, Joel Waters-Baker. I already know some of which you speak. Seek me at my manor when you are ready. I will do what I can."
When it opens its' beak, the bird speaks in Nerium's voice.
"You were right to contact me, Joel Waters-Baker. I already know some of which you speak. Seek me at my manor when you are ready. I will do what I can."
Edited 2014-10-19 03:48 (UTC)
I FOUND ANOTHER ONE!
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CAN I ORDER IT NOW?????
CAN I ORDER IT NOW?????
How many of these do you anticipate our child needing?
"Joel, it's Corrine Flynn. Rummor has it you're quite handy with a hammer. My theatre, the Waterhouse, will be opening this summer and I could use a man who knows his way around a tool box. Working on sets, creating worlds on stage, its all quite exciting and glamorous. If you're interested, give me a ring."
He doesn't know if he should send a text. It seems impersonal, especially after she's gone out of her way to reach out to him. Joel hates the phone, though, and he's not usually prone to being starstruck, but he knows who Corrine is, and that only serves to fuel the nerves he feels every single time he picks up his phone to call her back.
It takes him three hours to gather his nerves and when she answers he nearly hangs up.
"Um, hi. It's... uh, Joel. I got your message," he says, praying he doesn't sound as ridiculous as he feels.
It takes him three hours to gather his nerves and when she answers he nearly hangs up.
"Um, hi. It's... uh, Joel. I got your message," he says, praying he doesn't sound as ridiculous as he feels.
saw coop's post & txted him
i'm looking wherever I can. Coop will find them, they'll be fine.
ilu both, be careful <3
i'm looking wherever I can. Coop will find them, they'll be fine.
ilu both, be careful <3
voicemail
Anything you need? An escape? A hug? Alcohol? I'm good for all three and more, just call me. I'm doing what I can on my end, but if you don't want to be alone, you don't have to be.
Anything you need? An escape? A hug? Alcohol? I'm good for all three and more, just call me. I'm doing what I can on my end, but if you don't want to be alone, you don't have to be.
[text]
I've got Coop with me. We have some leads. I'll let you know what I can as soon as I can.
[text 2]
And thank you. Just... for everything.
I've got Coop with me. We have some leads. I'll let you know what I can as soon as I can.
[text 2]
And thank you. Just... for everything.
Riona Kavanagh's grandson is the most important person in her world. She loves her son, of course, with all her heart and soul, but he's renounced his magic, and her in turn. But Davin, bright little Davin, has been her greatest joy. She's only seen him a few times, and not once until he was thirteen, but she would move heaven and earth for him if he asked.
Davin skypes her every Sunday, and if he has to miss it he tells her in advance. When Sunday comes and goes without a word from him, she's concerned. But she knows he has friends now, more than he ever has, and he has a budding relationship that grows more serious by the day. He's an adult, and a busy one at that, so she does her best not to worry.
That lasts a few hours, and when her calls and texts go unanswered, she decides to do a locator spell. It'll show her Davin's light on a map, and she'll no longer have to worry. Except when she does the spell, the map reveals nothing. Davin is nowhere on this earth, which means he's being cloaked or he no longer has a pulse. She would feel it in her soul if he were gone, she knows, for Davin is her blood. He's her protege, and he is her heir despite him living half a world away. Despite him even knowing.
Before she mobilizes a small group from the coven and heads to Maine, she tries one last thing. She knows of Mira, and of James. She knows of many of Davin's friends, but Joel is the name that comes to mind. He's another witch, and his name seems like the most important right now. It's the one that calls to her. It's not hard for her to get his number, and she sits as calmly as she can while she dials and waits for him to answer.
Davin skypes her every Sunday, and if he has to miss it he tells her in advance. When Sunday comes and goes without a word from him, she's concerned. But she knows he has friends now, more than he ever has, and he has a budding relationship that grows more serious by the day. He's an adult, and a busy one at that, so she does her best not to worry.
That lasts a few hours, and when her calls and texts go unanswered, she decides to do a locator spell. It'll show her Davin's light on a map, and she'll no longer have to worry. Except when she does the spell, the map reveals nothing. Davin is nowhere on this earth, which means he's being cloaked or he no longer has a pulse. She would feel it in her soul if he were gone, she knows, for Davin is her blood. He's her protege, and he is her heir despite him living half a world away. Despite him even knowing.
Before she mobilizes a small group from the coven and heads to Maine, she tries one last thing. She knows of Mira, and of James. She knows of many of Davin's friends, but Joel is the name that comes to mind. He's another witch, and his name seems like the most important right now. It's the one that calls to her. It's not hard for her to get his number, and she sits as calmly as she can while she dials and waits for him to answer.
They have something. It isn't much, but it's something and that's why Joel is at Crossroads, the closed sign flipped over and the records from the past several weeks spread out in front of him. Charlotte had offered to help, but he'd shaken his head and so instead she'd kissed his temple so fiercely it had actually hurt a little, then promised to come back with coffee and food. She might not know his organizational system, she might not be able to help Joel find what he's looking for, but she'll keep him company and for that he's grateful.
But at the moment he's alone. The titles of the books Spencer had given him are here somewhere. If he can find a record of their sale, he can start to piece this together.
When his phone rings, he almost doesn't notice, but by the third ring it pierces through his concentration and he grabs it frantically. "Yes, hello?" he asks, his voice breathless as soon as he's hit the answer button. He hadn't stopped to look at the name, it could be Coop with something else, it could be James with more information or someone from the station calling to say they'd found them. He knows his voice is tight with hope and fear alike when he answers and he doesn't care how easily he's read. He just wants them to be found.
But at the moment he's alone. The titles of the books Spencer had given him are here somewhere. If he can find a record of their sale, he can start to piece this together.
When his phone rings, he almost doesn't notice, but by the third ring it pierces through his concentration and he grabs it frantically. "Yes, hello?" he asks, his voice breathless as soon as he's hit the answer button. He hadn't stopped to look at the name, it could be Coop with something else, it could be James with more information or someone from the station calling to say they'd found them. He knows his voice is tight with hope and fear alike when he answers and he doesn't care how easily he's read. He just wants them to be found.
He's okay. We're figuring it out. Heading out next weekend, actually. I think some time away would be good.
Any time you want. Charlotte's at the store, so I'm pretty open.
Any time you want. Charlotte's at the store, so I'm pretty open.
I know you'll be back from the store in all of five seconds but LOOK AT OUR BABY.
He's perfect. I didn't realize a person could be perfect until him.
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