[It's been two months since Kankri temporarily teamed up with Dirk and that...incident, and, as such, has been two months Kankri's been fidgety about getting at all intimate with his bulge. Two months more of abstaining himself during two collection weeks. He's feeling the familiar pressure in his abdomen, pressing and hard and he gingerly prods at himself to test for...he's not sure, but he remembers Dirk doing it before he, well, relieved him.]
[He's honestly been scared of being that blocked again, and after doing more research and actually taking it to heart, he's come to terms that he'll be fine if only does this during collection week and that is it. It's a purely hygienic, bodily thing every troll ought to take care of. He just has one big problem:]
[He has no idea what he's doing.]
[So Kankri is sitting in the device humans call a "bathtub," pants off, Porrim preoccupied elsewhere, door locked, and his phone in his hand, pressed to his ear while he listens to the dial tone. His face is flushed a deep red, but he's confident he'll sound calm enough to not be obviously wound up. He just hopes Dirk picks up soon.]
A girl just asked me if we had pregnancy tests and a coworker had to stop me from telling her I was a pregnancy test. THAT is why I don't drink at work.
I FOUND THREE VICADIN AND A PINT OF FIREBALL WITH THE NOTE: IN CASE OF EMERGENCY, DRINK ME. UNDER THEIR FUCKING SINK. SO YEAH. I'M WORRIED ABOUT YOUR SISTER.
[Dirk is flipping through a packet of information he's been given by one of his contacts. The Makaras are fucking with the drug trade. For the third time this year. In short, he has a lot of murders to examine.]
[And he'd probably work until morning, without stopping to do much of anything, except that his phone is ringing. He glances at the screen. Kankri.]
[He picks up the phone.]
We got an emergency?
[Because that's the major reason why Kankri calls him. Well, the major reason why Kankri calls him when it's not early in the morning. They really need to stop having discussions about work at 10am. Dirk likes to be asleep at 10am.]
By "Jesus camp" I assume you mean Candee Iron Cove., where, as I'm sure you're aware, I'm chaperoning this year. You should really be careful about how you phra
se your texts, Dirk, if I were someone else who didn't know you and your particular sense of humor I might have been offended by your offhanded, disrespectful i
nquiry. Furthermore, making the implication that Jesus is our only focus is undermining our goal to teach children about accepting the faith. Though, with that
all said, I'm doing fine, I've been writing you a letter but texting is faster in situations where I'm able to respond to you immediately. Imagine if I weren't
[Kankri can't help the huff he snorts out. What, no hello?]
The fact that you assume that immediately when I call you before even giving me a greeting...
[He trails off, but he's not done at all; he just realizes that Dirk's right, it is sort of an emergency, and Kankri's voice hushes as if he's trying not to be heard.]
But yes, I guess you can call it that, since you seemed to deem it a medical emergency enough to warrant sexual harassment with dubious consent on my part. You, however, were acting out of concern for my wellbeing and I understand that but the fact still remains. That's--not exactly why I'm calling, my business with you is concerning the, er, methods you used in...you know.
[Kankri just stares down at his writhing bulge, trying his best not to touch it or accidentally apply pressure to it; his nook aches and is leaking very slightly, for now.]
I'm not used to this touchscreen, I hit SEND on accident, my apologies. But as I was saying, while I know you very well and visa-versa, as you associate the ide
O)(! W)(ale t)(en, I t)(ink I feel a little B-ETA already! But Dave you )(ave NO ID---EA )(ow awful today was!!! 38( I t)(ink I could reely use t)(e pick-me-up, so pick me up? 38D
Yes, it did, and plenty of it. I believe I've gone into great detail before regarding how much our mutual trust and respect for one another means to me, and I a
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