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Joe Rogers ([personal profile] the_next_avenger) wrote in [community profile] nextgenerationmarvel2012-11-25 06:12 pm

Call for Help (Sammy)

(Immediately following this.)

 

Joe headed down to the garage and got on his bike, kicking the engine to life. He put in his bluetooth and dialed Sammy's number, waiting for his oldest friend to answer.

"Hey, I need you. Something just happened and I need some back-up. You available?" Joe asked as he sped away from the house.

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[personal profile] agent_timeout 2012-11-26 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm on the reserve list myself. If he wants me full time, he knows where to find me."

She paused.

"You both had been be kind to each other or I will put you each in painful, embarrassing positions when I find out you aren't. Not even the Goddess of Hot War-ness and Shopping or my oldest friend can stop me. Got it?"
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[personal profile] agent_timeout 2012-11-26 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
She frowned at him. Your Oldest Friend grew up while you were gone, Joe.

"And in the meantime, two damaged people in the same place are going to offer comfort, especially when they are friends. So I repeat, the two of you had better be kind to each other. I don't care about the way, shape, form or fashion. I just care about the two of you. We need a lot less damage and a lot more healing going on all across the board."
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[personal profile] agent_timeout 2012-11-26 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
She hugged him, her head barely reaching his shoulder. 'Nuff said, she wasn't beating any dead horses.

She pulled back, took a deep breath, and lightly whacked him in the belly. "Go say hello to your mother and I'll go harass my mother's assistant for the info. Tell her you'll be over for Sunday dinner."