Sorin, the Mom friend

Summer 2021, Week 3

Friday afternoon

Sorin Fionn

Text Message

Timestamp: Friday 13:30
To: Cuervo
Heyya. Just wanted to know if you can get any details from our friend about the asshole that shot at him. Hair and eye color, distinct features, etc. It'll help us kick his ass if we know what we're looking for.

Cuervo

Text Message

To: Sorin
I'll see what I can dig up from cameras in the area when I get a second. And our friend may be more comfortable answering questions from you seeing as you know each other personally. I'll keep you updated if I find anything

Sorin Fionn

Text Message

To: Cuervo
Aye, that'd be true except I never got his number. I can ask Father Marsh and see if he has it. I appreciate any info you can dig up. If you find him first, save some for me, would you?

Cuervo

Text Message

To: Sorin
I don't have his number either he'd have to reach out to me. But I assume it'd be easier for you to find him in person as well? And I promise I'll save you a piece of the fucker who hurt your family.

Sorin Fionn

Text Message

To: Cuervo
That's true, and much appreciated. We'll give em what they deserve!

Cuervo

Text Message

To: Sorin
I've got some business to handle. I'll reach out to you in a few days if I've found anything

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Sorin Fionn

Phone Call

To: Saint Marsh
"Hello, Father. How's things? Th' kids givin' ya as much a headache as I did?" He gives a soft chuckle.

Saint Marsh

"Oh, things are goin' all right. They're not nearly th' troublemaker you were, but a few of them've got th' protective heart you had. Things're gettin' a little scary here in th' Wards, not gonna lie. Th' Sparks've gettin' antsy an there've been sev'ral attacks in Henry alone."

Sorin Fionn

"... Father, a part of the reason that I'm callin' is... Aloysius was shot at last ni-"

Saint Marsh

"SWEET MERCIFUL LORD! Is he okay? What happened? Is he in th' hospital? I swear the almighty Lord, if I get ma hands on-"

Sorin Fionn

"Father father father FATHER! He is all right, as far as I can tell. A... friend of ours and I are lookin' into it and that friend took care of 'im. Jus’... don't tell th' kiddos what happened, aye? Tell 'em he wasn't feelin' well and had ta take a few days off. An' under NO circumstances tell his ma, aye?"

Saint Marsh

He takes a deep breath, out of exasperation and relief simultaneously "Aye, I can do that."

Sorin Fionn

"Another thing I needed ta ask, Father... could I have his number ta reach him?"

Saint Marsh

"... Sorin, I just had on a ma boy’s gettin' hurt, I don’t want another gettin' in harm's way."

Sorin Fionn

"Father, that psycho is still out there, an' if we get authorities involved things can get messy. Asides, when have I ever not come back from a scrap?"

Saint Marsh

A long, tense pause and silence comes from his end of the phone. "Heavenly Father, forgive me... Ya ready?"

Sorin Fionn

He takes out a pen and some scratch paper. "Of course, Father."

Saint Marsh

"Aight. Th' number is [INSERT A 555 # HERE]. And Sorin... Be smart. An' if yer not careful, may the Lord bless ya with more luck."

Sorin Fionn

"O' course, Father. You stay safe, too."

Type

Record, Historical

Medium

Digital Recording, Text

Authoring Date

July 9, 2021

Authors

• Damian Eli
• Sorin Fionn
• Tobias Marsh