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Lea "Dark Rescue" Lastname ([personal profile] promises_to_keep) wrote2000-11-04 01:28 am
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We'll always have Paris.

This wasn't Radiant Garden at all.

Stepping out of the portal, Lea scratched his head, casting his eyes up the brick walls of the buildings on either side of the alley he'd found himself in. No, this was all wrong. He could hear automobiles, which was a dead giveaway that this wasn't his home world. He'd never even seen a car until he'd left home.

He pushed his hood back and moved to the mouth of the alley, squinting in the sunlight. The city was busy, bustling with people, and the road beyond the sidewalk was full of cars and buses and even a few bicycles. Definitely too busy for Radiant Garden. So what had happened? He hadn't had a mixup with the corridors in years!

Maybe now that he had his heart back and was working for the good guys, his grip on Darkness wasn't quite so firm anymore. There was a strange idea.

Scratching his head again, Lea shrugged and figured he might as well take in the sights. If something was going sideways with the corridors, it was probably better to wait a while before trying again, right? So he slid his hands into the pockets of his coat and turned the corner, ambling leisurely down the sidewalk. Who knew? Maybe something interesting would happen.
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[personal profile] goldenbishop 2016-11-04 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
This was bad. This was really bad. A job had gone south; she hadn't worked with Arthur, just some other point man, and she was really regretting it, because at least Arthur would have accounted for a physical threat at the job sight. When they'd woken up, a security team was on them in seconds, and the team had fought tooth and nail to get away and split up.

So Ariadne was on her own, scarf fluttering into her face as she ran down the streets of Paris. There were two men after her. Thank goodness she was small and quick, because she was outrunning them, but slowly she started wheezing. She'd have to come up with a plan in the little time she'd given herself.

She turned down the street and sprinted for the brightest hair color she could see. He looked odd here, out of place, and it's probably what drew her in. She skidded to a stop in front of him, holding up her hands in a sign of peace.

"Look, I'm going to do something odd, but these guys are after me, and they won't be looking for a lovey-dovey couple, so-"

She standed on her tiptoes and planted her mouth on his with no further ado. It was a soft kiss, but she wrapped her arms around him and angled them so his back was facing the street corner.
Edited (tense problems whoops) 2016-11-04 18:25 (UTC)
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[personal profile] goldenbishop 2016-11-05 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
She watched behind him as the men ran by, totally unaware she went this way. She leaned back down, onto her feet. Her eyes checked behind his shoulder one last time, and then...

Well, he was taking it really well. She smiled and rocked back and forth on her feet. She was going to have a few bruises but otherwise, she felt fine. Exhilarated, thrilled. She may be young, but she was getting better at this every day, and she felt like she could take on the world.

Although... she did owe him an explanation. "Oh, yes. That's how we greet all visitors."

She grinned and shielded her eyes from the sun. "I could tell you the truth, but it would probably take a bit. I could buy you coffee."