InsaneJournal

Current mood:	nervous
Entry tags:	collector_plot, jenny, solo, voicemail

Nervous Thoughts
Jenny chewed on the edge of her thumb as she sat in the big bay window in her lounge. The sun was streaming in through the panes of glass, but Jenny felt cold. She was nervous, it felt like a mass of snakes had set up shop in her stomach and were wriggling over each other.

Her heart hadn't really left her throat since she'd departed from Rhiannon's. They had a plan. It was a good plan, if not a scary one, and probably very stupid because Jenny knew that the servants would be a problem, yes, they were slow, but they were strong and loyal.

She kind of wondered if they would all come out of this alright. Bumps and bruises weren't things she was particularly fond of getting and dying definitely wasn't on her agenda.

Maudlin, she wondered if people would notice. Probably not. She wasn't in constant contact with Alec and Connor seemed floaty at best in his friendship with her. Or something like that.

She chewed her lower lip and reached for her phone, picking it up and dialling a familiar number.

When the voicemail clicked on, she was quiet for a few seconds, silence hanging heavy in the air before she spoke.

"Hey Alec, it's Jenny. Just checking in and all that. Hope everything's okay. Is Toby alright? I just- I'm about to do something that's probably very stupid. And if I, y'know, come back in one piece then I'll be me again. So, uh, yeah. Just thought I should let someone know... O-Okay. Yep. I'll, uh, catch you soon. I hope."

She was quiet again, the shaky sound of her breathing probably being recorded as well as she finally hung up and closed her eyes, trying to wish away her nerves. They wouldn't do her any good if she was crying when she went to speak to Rhiannon and Melinda to go and get her powers back.

She wanted to help, she did, truly, but she was so scared.

[Voicemail to Alec included within]