Dave's wakeup calls
Who: Dave and nearly everybody
Where: Phone calls
When: Arse-early morning
Dave put down the phone to Jason and then started dialling each room in turn - starting at the top of the house and working his way down. He let the phone ring and ring and ring until either it was answered, or he marked the name off his list as 'not there'. Luckily with the room-overflow, he had a good idea of who was where, even if he had been largely out of touch for the last couple of days.
Holy shit it was early for a phone call. Ren hoped it was a wrong number and that they'd shut up and go away, but it just kept ringing. Finally, she rolled over and grabbed the handset. "Yo?" she mumbled in a sleepy voice.
"Hello - it's Dave. I'm ringing round to wake everyone up. There's a house emergency, people are missing and you're needed down in the foyer immediately to help with search," Dave told the woman on the other end of the line as he ticked ren off his list.
"God, again?" Ren grumbled. It was tempting to go back to bed, but she swung her legs over the side and sat up anyway. "I'm going," she told him. "Bye." Hanging up, she went to get dressed. Slowly.
"Hello?" Nic answered sleepily, though he was already pulling himself up in bed. Phone calls at this time of the morning were never a good sign. Instinctively, he reached for Dan, making sure he was there. "What's wrong?"
"Hello - it's Dave. I'm ringing round to wake everyone up." He circled the fact that there were two names on his list. "Are you both there? There's been an emergency. Apparently people are missing - we need to check where everyone is."
"We're both here," Nic answered, his hand closing around Dan's arm as he started to shake him awake. "Do you need some help? What can we do? Do you know who's missing?" He'd been tired five seconds ago, but that seemed to have disappeared completely.
"No, we don't - I'm ringing round to do a head count and to wake everyone up. I'm also telling everyone to get downstairs to the foyer. So what you can do is get dressed and get downstairs. I have to go and ring the next person down the list," Dave said, before hanging up.
Tak was rustled from his sleep by the ringing phone. Because of the repetitive sound, he let it keep ringing blissfully for a moment before finally sliding out of bed to answer. Still half-sleep, he mumbled in a groggy voice, "Moshi moshi?"
"Hello?" Dave asked, a little thrown by the non-English answer. He thought quickly - were there any residents who didn't speak English? He wasn't sure.
The somewhat familiar voice in english jarred Tak awake as he racked his brain to figure out who this could be. "Hello?" He repeated back. The voice was at the meeting, tone of someone with authority, he remembered logging it away because it was someone he was looking for. And it was male...
Tak suddenly sat up. "Dave?"
"Yes," Dave said, ticking off the name on the list, hoping that the 'hello' meant the guy spoke at least some English. "I'm calling everyone to check that they're okay and to wake them up to say that there's been a house emergency - at least one person is missing. We need you up and downstairs in the foyer as soon as you can be," he said, speaking a little more slowly and clearly, just in case the guy's English was bad.
Tak didn't respond for several moments, closing his eyes and pressing the phone closer to his ear as if it would help him register the information quicker.
"Up and downstairs soon." He finally replied, mimicking Dave's tone of voice as he did so.
"Thank you - I have to ring the next person on my list now. Bye," Dave said, before hanging up and continuing on.
Someone was calling her, she thought in the mid of dreaming. Her body flopped around on her bed causing the frame to creak a little. It woke her up just enough to realize the ringing was coming from outside her head.
"Hello?" she mumbled without picking up the phone. The ringing continued.
Waking up enough to realize that picking up the phone would be helpful she crawled over the the sound and grabbed at the receiver and spoke into it.
"Yeah?" she asked, then realize she was holding it upside down. Morning person? I think not. She righted it and tried for a third time to perform the relatively simple act of answering a phone. "H-hello?"
Her voice was lower in the morning and filled with gravel. She'd already accepted that she would never pass for a woman on the phone.
"Hi," Dave said, then paused. "Erm - who is this?" he asked, because the sound of the voice on the other end of the phone didn't actually match up with the name on his list...
Kim cleared her throat and rubbed her eyes. When she talked next she tried to do so more...womanly (for lack of a better term). Though, admittedly, she was no good at it.
"Kim. Who's this?" she asked, squinting at the clock.
Okay, so apparently the person and the name did match up. "Dave - there's an emergency in the house, at least one person is missing. I'm doing a roll call and also asking everyone to get up and get downstairs to the foyer as quickly as they can to help search. Time is of the essence here," he said, almost on a spiel now.
"Y-yeah! Sure. K, I'm on my way. Dave," Kim said, still trying to comprehend what was going on. 'Emergency, missing, roll call, downstairs.'
She hung up the phone and got ready as quick as she could.
Rebekah was awake when her phone rang, and examining the journals with interest. She hadn't made a single move to go down to the foyer yet. She was, in fact, kind of surprised when her phone did ring. Surprised enough to answer it. "Yes?" she said when she picked up, sounding perfectly awake and aware.
"Hello, is this Rebekah?" Dave asked, looking at the name on his list. "There's been a house emergency, we need people to get downstairs as quickly as they can - at least one person has gone missing and we need to find them."
She glanced around her room. No, there was definitely no one there but her. "It is Rebekah," she confirmed. "But I am accounted for and there is not anyone else in my room. I'll be staying here and out of the way, thank you for the alert." Bekah hung up the phone and looked ponderously at the computer screen again.
Gavin more knocked the phone off of the bedside table than picked it up. "Shit," he muttered in a sleep-and-smoke roughened voice. He finally managed to get the fucking thing to his ear, which was a challenge with how many blankets he was piled under. "Fuckin' time izzit?" he said by way of greeting. There'd better be a goddamn good reason for this.
"Gavin?" Dave asked. "It's early, but there's a house emergency - people are missing. I'm doing a roll call and asking everyone to get up and get down to the foyer as quickly as they can to help look for people."
Augh. This? Sucked, and it sucked hardcore. "Fuckin' bastards," he muttered, though he was sure the good doctor had his own set of choice words. "'Kay, consider me called and up and on my way." He hung up and heaved a sigh. Why did they always do this shit in the morning?
Ben was awake, and had been for an hour now. he hadn't seen the computer messages yet, hadn't actually managed to move from his seat on his bed. Ben was still covered in and clutching at his blankets, brown eyes mournful as they stared outside the window. The ringing of the phone, however, sent a twitch through his limbs that caused Ben to scramble out of bed and scowl at the phone. He snatched it up quickly, tucking it against one ear. "Friend or foe?"
"It's Dave - is this Ben?" Dave asked, ignoring the question. "There's been an emergency - I'm doing a roll call and asking for everyone to get downstairs and help. People are missing and need to be found."
How do you know my name? The question didn't slip out, Ben knew that after everything he'd already seen, his name being common knowledge wasn't impossible. "I--" he stammered, considering ignoring the call for a moment, until he remembered the commotion from the other morning. "I'll be right down," he finally said, hanging up and moving for his medicine.
Zoe was learning to hate the phone. She was learning to hate it because it never involved good things. It involved bad things. But the bad things were usually emergencies, so she rolled over, groped for the reciever (knocking over the book she'd be reading the night before onto the floor) and held it up to her ear. "Mph?"
"Zoe - it's Dave," he told her, relieved when she picked up the phone. "There's an emergency - people are missing. I need you to get down to the foyer and help out there. Anything that needs doing - I can't leave Rain, so can you organise things from a medical perspective? I'll get everything ready for treatment down here, but you're going to have to organise things up there. I'll have the phone with me - if you need anything, just call, okay?"
Zoe stared at the phone reciever for about five seconds in absolute confusion before her brain kicked into something resembling working order and she was able to answer. "Oh! Yes, understood. I can do that. I'll be down in the foyer within a couple of minutes."
"Great - thank you," Dave said, before hanging up and dialling the next number.
Rupert had only just poked his head out to find out what all the commotion was about. He picked it up, just to see if it might contain more information, holding it with his shoulder as he sat down at his computer. "Yes?"
"Rupert? It's Dave," he said. "There's been a house emergency and people are missing. I'm doing a head count and asking for everyone to get down to the foyer as quickly as possible to help with finding them."
"Sure," Rupert said, eyes scanning over the messages on his computer. "But how do you know my name?"
"Because I'm looking at a list of names and numbers," Dave told him, patiently. "I have to go to call the next person."
Matt was asleep with his head on his keyboard when the phone rang and he awoke with a start, fumbling for the handset. “’Lo?” he muttered.
“Matt?” Dave asked, looking at the name on his list.
“Yeah, that’s me – wassup?” he muttered, reaching for his glasses. The screen before him still showed the lake – and nothing else. Typical.
“There’s been an emergency…” Dave started and the moment matt heard those words, he flipped to the updates section and started to read. Fuck, he thought as the doctor continued. But Matt was already looking, scrolling through the cameras screen by screen, by now familiar enough with the house not to have to stop and work out what every room was.
He hung up the phone at some point, and grabbed a pen as he started noting down names. He’d have a list of who was missing shortly, he knew. He could find people faster than anyone else.
"Yes?" came Cortez's answer to the ringing phone, one eye already aimed out the door. He'd been woken by Nic and Dan moments earlier, and had only ducked back into his room when the phone began to trill sharply.
"There's been a house emergency and people are missing. I'm doing a head count and asking for everyone to get down to the foyer as quickly as possible to help with finding them," Dave told him.
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