36th Blast || Mello || [Voice, PRIVATE to Matt] [In Person] ((BACKDATED to just after the heist))

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[A very wet and very angry Mello storms out of the Louvre museum. He pulls out his blackberry and encodes the message, holding it to his mouth like a microphone. The message is private to Matt, completely unhackable. His voice is shaking with as is the rest of him]

Matt, come in, Matt. The fucker got away. And he left the goddamn jewel at the scene. He took it and left it! Just to fucking taunt us! I need you to go through the footage you took, anything and everything you got. I've got an evidence bag with one of the fireworks, we'll go through that when I get back to the apartment. We are going to catch that fucker!

Jesus! Fucking! Christ! I'm going to fucking kill someone!

[With a strangled yell he ends the call, stomping his way down the Paris street. He looks murderous.]

Comments

[In Person]

[lord-fledgling.livejournal.com]

[Looking down he stays silent. He could understand his frustrations.]

I am afraid I did not. I am simply asking if I may be of any assistance to you.

[In Person]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

The answer is no. Just stay out of my way.

[In Person]

[lord-fledgling.livejournal.com]

[He sighs and remains where he was, firmly out of the other's war path.]

As you wish.