[He really can't help himself by laughing out on the street, his phone cradled delicately between his hands as he stares down at the message. Luckily he's gotten himself a nice little spot staked out by a good ol' banged up humvee that's seen some better days, but it's still military thus most of the locals tend to give it a wide berth. The drivers? Nowhere to be found, but they're most likely getting trashed in the nearest bar.]
Oh, baby. Baby, come here. Keep your phone close and... I'd say follow the dulcet tones of my voice, but that's pretty hard to do over texts. Just keep coming. If it helps, look for a big red metal beast, because that'll be your ride out of here.
[Could Roche easily kick it into gear and go down the street looking for him too? Of course. But then there's too much of a risk of missing Julian, and then he'd get lost in the city and no one needs that :(]
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Oh, baby. Baby, come here. Keep your phone close and... I'd say follow the dulcet tones of my voice, but that's pretty hard to do over texts. Just keep coming. If it helps, look for a big red metal beast, because that'll be your ride out of here.
[Could Roche easily kick it into gear and go down the street looking for him too? Of course. But then there's too much of a risk of missing Julian, and then he'd get lost in the city and no one needs that :(]