Saul Goodman (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
5055034455) wrote2013-04-01 01:01 pm
5055034455) wrote2013-04-01 01:01 pm
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❝ This is Saul Goodman. Leave a message. ❞
❝ This is Saul Goodman. Leave a message. ❞
Both I guess.
[He doesn't look up at that question, it seems pretty logical. There's a difference around here.]
Maybe with a seven day grace period just to make sure.
[He doesn't look up at that question, it seems pretty logical. There's a difference around here.]
Maybe with a seven day grace period just to make sure.
Worry not for me, I am in Master Pinkman's capable hands.
I have heard you are not with us. For what is it that you do, if my question is of no offense?
I have heard you are not with us. For what is it that you do, if my question is of no offense?
Okay.
[He can do that.
Reading over the list again makes him frown, though, and not in a sad way.]
This is the best you can do in terms of specifics? You don't know any last names?
[He can do that.
Reading over the list again makes him frown, though, and not in a sad way.]
This is the best you can do in terms of specifics? You don't know any last names?
Edited 2013-09-29 14:11 (UTC)
How is he?
[Because that's obviously the most important thing.]
And I'll be up later in the week, don't worry. I'm sticking around to help people prepare, make sure everyone leaves, that sort of thing.
[Because that's obviously the most important thing.]
And I'll be up later in the week, don't worry. I'm sticking around to help people prepare, make sure everyone leaves, that sort of thing.
Most people here don't have them. Uh. Tomato girl lived in temporary housing last time I checked. Dart is easy to find, just ask anyone around there. Um. Giovanni is this Italian guy who wears an old school hoodie. I think he has a last name but I didn't catch it.
[All stated while finishing that first airplane, glancing at the remaining paper and then the bed, and pushing the paper aside. Yeah, bed looks like a better ambition to work towards right now. He'll just get someone to hand him the papers later.]
[All stated while finishing that first airplane, glancing at the remaining paper and then the bed, and pushing the paper aside. Yeah, bed looks like a better ambition to work towards right now. He'll just get someone to hand him the papers later.]
are you busy tonight?
[guess how long it took her to write this text...]
[guess how long it took her to write this text...]
[DAYS?]
No busier than I've been the past few nights.
No busier than I've been the past few nights.
[BASICALLY]
i'm in the VR room, there's something i wanna show you, if you wanna come down
i'm in the VR room, there's something i wanna show you, if you wanna come down
[It doesn't take him days to reply, but there is a considerable lag between when she sends her message and when her tablet dings with Saul's response:]
Sure. 5 minutes.
Sure. 5 minutes.
[She's scared the answer will be no, so it's a relief when the reply comes.]
see you soon
see you soon
[ Not going to make Jesse seem like a wimp of a man by talking about him...being like that...at the same time trying to be brave hero. Oh Jesse, so complicated! ]
I believe his heart aches and grieves as deeply as would a king's for his own kingdom and peoples, and the loss has yet to occur. [ She's no different, aha. ] Please be certain he does not lose you as well.
I believe his heart aches and grieves as deeply as would a king's for his own kingdom and peoples, and the loss has yet to occur. [ She's no different, aha. ] Please be certain he does not lose you as well.
text; October 8, you can pick what time so you can ~bask in the previous night~
fullmeasure
2013-10-08 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
[he'd given Saul a few days, so he could let everything sink in, and also so he could take advantage of the damned Network finally being available. Which is why, on this lovely day, Saul gets an "invitation" text:]
Cafeteria. Ten minutes or I come to you.
Cafeteria. Ten minutes or I come to you.
I'll be there in five.
[And lo, within five minutes, there he is — smiling, suit-wearing Saul Goodman, striding his way into the cafeteria like he's cock of the walk. As soon as he spots Mike, the smile gives way to a full grin.
run]
Mike! What's up, man?
[And lo, within five minutes, there he is — smiling, suit-wearing Saul Goodman, striding his way into the cafeteria like he's cock of the walk. As soon as he spots Mike, the smile gives way to a full grin.
Mike! What's up, man?
[Mike had situated himself at a nice table away from the people milling around in the cafeteria. Habit, really, to keep away from prying eyes and ears. He's squinting at his tablet when Saul waltzes on up, and he can't help but pause for a moment; what the hell was he so happy about?]
Aren't you chipper today.
Aren't you chipper today.
room 218 in the west wing, fifteen minutes?
[They need to talk. Probably.]
[They need to talk. Probably.]
He won't.
[Saul says that as though he's absolutely certain.]
Take care of him for me, yeah?
[Saul says that as though he's absolutely certain.]
Take care of him for me, yeah?
[That's something to work with, at least.
He guesses.
Maybe.]
I can — uh. "Lawyer it up" pretty quickly, if you want me to stick around. I can do it here, I mean.
He guesses.
Maybe.]
I can — uh. "Lawyer it up" pretty quickly, if you want me to stick around. I can do it here, I mean.
Am I?
[He knows he is.
Dropping into the chair opposite Mike, he's quick to fold his hands together and lean forward against the table, all business.]
What can I do for you?
[He knows he is.
Dropping into the chair opposite Mike, he's quick to fold his hands together and lean forward against the table, all business.]
What can I do for you?
Make with the details. Unless you want to meet up? You could always bring Peace over here so she can meet Mike. (cat Mike)
Fifteen minutes. ♥
[And sure enough, fifteen minutes later, there he is. He's not sure if Steph's already inside or not, so he's not sure whether to knock, which leads to him standing there a little awkwardly for a second before lightly tapping the door with a pair of knuckles.]
[And sure enough, fifteen minutes later, there he is. He's not sure if Steph's already inside or not, so he's not sure whether to knock, which leads to him standing there a little awkwardly for a second before lightly tapping the door with a pair of knuckles.]
[Of course she's already inside.]
It was unlocked, dumbass.
[As she opens the door for him.
Isn't she nice!]
It was unlocked, dumbass.
[As she opens the door for him.
Isn't she nice!]
Wow.
[He chuckles, but still.]
Someone sounds grumpy today.
[Maybe a kiss will fix it?]
[He chuckles, but still.]
Someone sounds grumpy today.
[Maybe a kiss will fix it?]
[A kiss does fix it, though once she pulls away:]
I'm not grumpy.
[rude]
I'm not grumpy.
[rude]
[Once she pulls away, he looks her over.]
Mm, right. Not grumpy. Just pretty.
Mm, right. Not grumpy. Just pretty.
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