SB 05 - Waiting (Josef's POV) (PG-13)
Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 4:36 pm
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything, I just play with them.
Thank you to Eris for creating Karl. He speaks in this chapter, which is kind of OOC, but this is a very unusual situation for him.
Mick has all the fun in life. I am sitting here alone in his library and bored to death, while he is out playing detective with his human Blondie.
I have tried to read, but found nothing appealing to me. I raided Mick’s collection of CD’s, but Mick’s taste in music was somewhat contradictory to mine. After that I went through his bar and poured myself a scotch, and rearranged the empty and totally bootless glass thingies in his kitchen just for the fun of it. Then I layed down on his couch to catch up on some sleep, but it was too warm for my taste and I couldn’t find any rest. My thoughts began to circle again around the question who of my many foes had found such a colorful way to bring my life to an end, and who of them would go so far as to employ a human assassin instead of doing it himself. All of this lead to nothing.
I missed my blackberry. I couldn’t even make some deal or plan some meeting anymore. I turned on the TV set and searched for a channel with actual news, such as the state of the nikkei, but there was nothing worthwile on at the moment. Only mindless game shows, boring soaps, 24 hours news, animal documentaries and unrealistic fake reality shows. I longed to watch something entertaining, like a rerun of StarTrek or Prison Break or Moonlight, but nothing was on.
After two hours of running a hole through the carpet I gave up. I went into Mick’s office and dialed a number that I knew by heart. Karl immediately answered the phone. „Karl.“ One-word answer, as always.
„Josef here.“ I could hear him taking an unnecessary breath. „Are you all right, sir?“ he asked, speaking so low that a human wouldn’t hear him. Good boy.
„I am all right. I just have to hide until this is resolved. Are you alone?“
„No, sir.“
„Go somewhere else.“
I heard him obey without a single word. He never said anything more than necessary.
„I’m here, sir.“
„Karl, I want you to keep this a secret. Please drive Mira, Annie and Sweety to Mick’s loft. Don’t tell the driver, just do it yourself. Take the Bentley. Don’t tell them anything until you are alone with them.“
„Clear, sir.“ he hesitated.
„What?“ I was irritated. He never hesitated.
„I am glad you are alive, sir.“ he said, voice almost strained, and hung up on me.
He never hung up on me.
Had I offended him? Did I do something wrong?
No time to dwell on that now. I had a party to plan. Taking out some glasses and lining up the alcohol from Mick’s bar I grinned. The music problem would be solved as soon as Annie came in. She always took a CD-sampler with her. And when Mick came back he would probably be thirsty and I could taunt him with one of my girls. Mira was a beautiful brunette. This was gonna be fun.
Thank you to Eris for creating Karl. He speaks in this chapter, which is kind of OOC, but this is a very unusual situation for him.
Mick has all the fun in life. I am sitting here alone in his library and bored to death, while he is out playing detective with his human Blondie.
I have tried to read, but found nothing appealing to me. I raided Mick’s collection of CD’s, but Mick’s taste in music was somewhat contradictory to mine. After that I went through his bar and poured myself a scotch, and rearranged the empty and totally bootless glass thingies in his kitchen just for the fun of it. Then I layed down on his couch to catch up on some sleep, but it was too warm for my taste and I couldn’t find any rest. My thoughts began to circle again around the question who of my many foes had found such a colorful way to bring my life to an end, and who of them would go so far as to employ a human assassin instead of doing it himself. All of this lead to nothing.
I missed my blackberry. I couldn’t even make some deal or plan some meeting anymore. I turned on the TV set and searched for a channel with actual news, such as the state of the nikkei, but there was nothing worthwile on at the moment. Only mindless game shows, boring soaps, 24 hours news, animal documentaries and unrealistic fake reality shows. I longed to watch something entertaining, like a rerun of StarTrek or Prison Break or Moonlight, but nothing was on.
After two hours of running a hole through the carpet I gave up. I went into Mick’s office and dialed a number that I knew by heart. Karl immediately answered the phone. „Karl.“ One-word answer, as always.
„Josef here.“ I could hear him taking an unnecessary breath. „Are you all right, sir?“ he asked, speaking so low that a human wouldn’t hear him. Good boy.
„I am all right. I just have to hide until this is resolved. Are you alone?“
„No, sir.“
„Go somewhere else.“
I heard him obey without a single word. He never said anything more than necessary.
„I’m here, sir.“
„Karl, I want you to keep this a secret. Please drive Mira, Annie and Sweety to Mick’s loft. Don’t tell the driver, just do it yourself. Take the Bentley. Don’t tell them anything until you are alone with them.“
„Clear, sir.“ he hesitated.
„What?“ I was irritated. He never hesitated.
„I am glad you are alive, sir.“ he said, voice almost strained, and hung up on me.
He never hung up on me.
Had I offended him? Did I do something wrong?
No time to dwell on that now. I had a party to plan. Taking out some glasses and lining up the alcohol from Mick’s bar I grinned. The music problem would be solved as soon as Annie came in. She always took a CD-sampler with her. And when Mick came back he would probably be thirsty and I could taunt him with one of my girls. Mira was a beautiful brunette. This was gonna be fun.