[Weapons Locker]

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe's head is still bothering her and that makes her think that maybe the damn invasion isn't over. While there is a lull in the action, she tries to make a few phone calls. She knows that Jayne is probably in the midst of the fighting, so she doesn't call him. She doesn't want to distract him and get him hurt. She prays that he's okay.

She calls up her phone and dials Krycek's number. She needs to make sure her partner is okay and get him to bring her something to drink.

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[sensethevisions]

"Well don't you sound cheerfully snippy," Phoebe responds with a grin. "Having fun yet?"

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"Loads," Krycek replies dryly. "We're at Jake's place - the Echoll's house? Where'd you hole up?"

[sensethevisions]

"Weapons locker."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"Great, I'll see if we can get over there. Anything you need or are you stocked up?" He sounds a bit less annoyed at the prospect of movement.

[sensethevisions]

"Something to drink would be nice...but not Jake's coffee." She smiles ino the phone. "Are you armed? If not, you be damned careful out there, Alex."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"He's drinking instant, but it tastes like ash in a cup. I'll see what I can pick up." Grinning audibly, he continues. "Thanks. We'll find something to bash heads with. I'd rather have a gun, but that's why we're headed your way. Wish us luck." He hangs up, then goes to gather Jake.