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[personal profile] warandpeace 2017-08-03 10:06 am (UTC)(link)
[Sometimes there's the 'right' choice, and sometimes there's the choice that says you have very few options.]

[He also thinks, from experience, that John shouldn't be alone right now, but there's not much he can do about that from here.]

The weather gets difficult out there. Is it being decent at the moment?
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[personal profile] warandpeace 2017-08-04 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
Joy seemed to like it when she was out there. Is she with you?

[Please let him have taken Joy, because at least she can help. Dogs help.]
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[personal profile] warandpeace 2017-08-04 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
That's good.

I've been there for some pretty rough times, and since we got another chance, I'd like to be there for you again.


[Kaz is very used to people not wanting to put up with him as a miserable bastard. He doesn't want to leave John with that.]

So don't be afraid to ask for it, alright?
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[personal profile] warandpeace 2017-08-04 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
Alright.

[And all he can do is hope. Or so he tells himself. He doesn't want to go to Ahab and ask him to go because he knows this knowledge is extremely hard on him.]

[But he doesn't want to leave John alone out there, either. A dog helps. But a dog still isn't a person.]

[So after a few beats.]

I still have that first aid kit. Where are you?

[Because this post is about as close to asking for help as he could get.]
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[personal profile] warandpeace 2017-08-04 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
[He's trying to protect his pride, okay!]

John, please. A narrower range.

Please.
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[personal profile] warandpeace 2017-08-04 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
[He tries to send a couple more, before physically shaking the TAB like he's wringing his damned stubborn neck. There's a decent period of silence where he doesn't get any messages before receiving a single file.]

ATTACHED: REC001.mp3

[It sounds like it was played in a room with a slight echo to it, as though he just recorded it. After that, though, he leaves him alone.]