Gin blinks at the phone as Samual ended the call, his words were still ringing in his ears. He slowly sucks in a rather sharp breath before he slowly exhales. "Effy, my dear sweetness," He murmurs to her, "You need to get some cloths for a few days and anything else you might need. We are going to go to a friends house for a bit, I already got the OK from Samual. Change into something comfortable, get a hat too. We gotta' stop at my place to get a few things, too." 

He hadn't been able to tell Samual what had happened, but it seemed he already knew and had a very good idea of what had transpired. The Necromancer. A small shiver went down his spine, he really was going to have to call Micael.How Gin had ended up with the guys number could be anyone's guess, you do enough odd jobs and sometimes things just fell into your lap naturally. Slowly he went about releasing Effy, slowly starting to dial one of the many numbers he had memorized. "Any favorite pillow or anything too."

He had to wait until Effy was off collecting her things before he could call Micael. Micael had a way of bringing out the absolute worst in people, he liked to push buttons, test limits and destroy them, and most of all he liked to toy with people, physically and mentally. Gin didn't want Effy near the phone while Micael was on the other end, even over the phone his voice had been known to effect humans. Even Gin wasn't immune to his words part of the time, which was quite a feast seeing as how calm he kept with a gun pointed at his head and Effy.