Not forgotten

[evillurks]

There has been work for Myra in both worlds, over the past few years, but the older Shadow has been seen less by his agents, or at least by her, over the past year or two. Harry doesn't seem to have seen much of their chief, either, and the retreat might be a worrying one but the orders still come as usual, and there is still a relentless war on crime. Unseen and silent, The Shadow's hand shows in mobs gunned down unexpectedly and masters of crime meeting mysterious deaths. He's still hard at work, that much should be clear to his agents.

It's out of the blue, though, when Myra receives a PINpoint message in the very early hours of the morning. She may not even catch it until she wakes, and there seems to be no urgency. It's simply the address for the James Rettigue apartment, and '3:00PM'. It's from him, of course, without apology for a long absence of communication, nor any friendly social niceties such as asking how she's been. His mood and underlying motivations are impossible to guess.

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Sorry for the delay!

[myra_reldon]

"I imagine you'll make it work somehow." She smiles, the sense of a wink in her voice so she doesn't see it as necessary to make it more obvious by actually winking. She logs off with a click and watches the screen a moment. "You, I think it's missing only one thing, Chief."

Re: Likewise!

[evillurks]

"Oh?" One eyebrow arches eloquently, but he suspects a joke is coming, and looks mildly amused. "What's that?"

((New post here if you're interested, inspired by excessive winter weather. The Shadow has cabin fever. Or I'd be content to start up a new thread...))

[myra_reldon]

Of course he's well ahead of her, but she forges on with a smile.

"You need one of those start-up sounds. Something to give the kids a good fright before they even get into the system."

((Hah! I'm looking at that post right now, debating who to tag with. Can't blame Shadow, this weather is pretty crazy. New thread would work too. I'm free today, so whatever works!))

[evillurks]

He lets out a low, shuddery laugh, which just might make a fairly good sound sample in itself. Even when it is a sound of genuine amusement, his laugh is a subtly fearsome sound. "I'll keep it in mind."

((Ah, are you also snowbound? Perhaps one or the other of them could visit, what with crime being muffled by lengthy bad weather...))

[myra_reldon]

She can't help as her grin splits a little wider at his laughter. It's not that it doesn't affect her, it is indeed a powerful sound, but she's acquainted enough with it to know when he's truly amused.

"Otherwise, as far as the adults are concerned, I think it's pretty solid."

((Yes, i am indeed snowbound. Will be tagging at SWS shortly!))

[evillurks]

Unlike some, Myra has nothing to fear from that laugh. His voice and laugh tend to make up for the odd lack of expression in his face. Even his smile is a mild one.

"Thank you for the seal of approval, then. You'll be seeing it in use soon, so set aside space for a computer in your apartment."

((Brilliant! Perhaps we can wrap this thread up, then.))

[myra_reldon]

"Consider it done." She'll need to acquire a bigger desk, but that won't be a problem. "Anything else?"

[evillurks]

"Just the tea, I suppose." He gives a sweeping gesture toward the table, where it's gone cold. The computer was far more interesting.

[myra_reldon]

"Oh..." She turns back, having literally forgotten about it during their time on the computer. Her cheeks flush a little and she shakes her head. "Shame on us, we've let it get cold."

[evillurks]

"Well... shame though it is to waste tea, I could always make more, but I also wouldn't want to keep you from anything." He never knows what his alternate has her doing.

[myra_reldon]

"I do wish I could stay, but I have work ahead of me tonight." She stands with a slight bow. "Another time, gladly."

[evillurks]

He gives a mild nod, mind quick to shift to tweaks he could make on his system after watching her use it. The tea will have to grow colder still, because he can find plenty to do.

[myra_reldon]

She quickly pulls out the PINpoint, stalling is something unnecessary here, and with the nod she takes it as a dismissal. In a flash she's gone, back to her own world and already preparing for the tasks set to her by the other half of her command.