Dr. Frederick Chilton (
slightlyoffchilt) wrote2013-10-01 10:26 pm
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- IC CONTACT POST FOR MASKORMENACE -

"Hello.
You've reached the direct line of Doctor Frederick Chilton. As I am not available at the moment, you might assume I'm quite busy with something pressing. State your name and business, and I will return your call."
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Oh.]
Thank you. Leaving her space as it is, currently, is more than enough. I appreciate it. [It's not intended as a dismissal; Will's just realized in the midst of his blind drive to find Abigail, he's completely neglected any of the basic courtesies of conversation. No "how are you doing?"s to be seen, no "thank you" without Will wanting something behind it, and while he's fully aware of how the Baltimore crew can function without them...Chilton had been the one to come to him, covered in blood, with corpses on his property, and still had the decency to say please. What an ingrate.] But I hope you know that door swings both ways, regardless of what's going on or has been said.
[Mister Different-est Perspective Black Hole Of Mirth is still tracking, after all.]
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[Was this weird? Exchanging what amounted to be vows of mutual support between himself and Will Graham? Was that unnatural? The context of those internal questions weighed harshly; after all, they had both been transported into a different universe, how could anything be considered weird, comparatively?
But nevertheless, there was a suspicion of camaraderie between them, right now. Chilton couldn't help but return to that, he couldn't help but consider and reconsider the variables that resulted in how Will Graham was more like a friend now, than ever before.]