Objective: One on One between IceCreamFreak and Trick

Circe.
"I know, Icy." She went to pull her son closer.

Circe.
Circe looked up at Ninetales, eyes pleading.

Circe.
"Metal. Would that help?"

"Okay," he said. "It'd work."

Circe.
"Or I could call Gonzales," she said. "But, he might not want to help."

"Metal works just fine. We need something that discharges electricity."

Circe.
"She can probably build something that channels electricity," Circe said.

"Okay..."

Circe.
"Can you call her? Her name is Geena. She's in my contacts."

Ninetales nodded. "Where is your phone?"

Circe.
"In the living room."

Circe.
"On the end table beside the couch."

"Okay," he said, going to get the phone.

Circe.
Circe rubbed her stomach in thought.

Ninetales began to make the call, waiting for this "Gina".

Geena.
Geena heard her phone go off. She picked it up and answered. "Y'ello," she said in greeting.

"Hello. This is Ninetales. Is there any way that you can come to Circe's home, there is an emergency."

Geena.
"I understood half of that," she said. "But anything for my girlie. Tell her I'll be there in five."

Circe.
Circe nodded. "Alright."

Circe.
"What about it?"