"We eat it and cry as we're shot."
One-on-one (@PPT_SupremeMonarchOfTheAntColony)
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Against her will, she let out a small chuckle. "Oh man, we're so screwed if we can't fix this…"
"We really are," He said looking down, he had an idea but if the place was really bugged then it wouldn't be a good idea, "Wanna take a walk?"
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"Sure, if you wanna burn the house down."
"Well, I mean in a bit. Then we can get changed and we can take the cake out before we leave."
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She wondered why he suddenly wanted to go out, but only for a moment. "Okay, sounds good."
(Guess who has to go, tis I, goodbye)
"Cool, I'm going to get changed then," He said walking into his room.
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(Byeeee :} )
(Hey, i'm back)
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(And now I'm back, sorry 'bout that Hawkman, WiFi was on the fritz yesterday X)
(Ah, I hate it when that happens)
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(You here? Sorry I've been gone so long, whole bunch of crazy stuff happening all at once. :]
(I'm here, how's it going?)
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(Great! Just been busy as all getup…working with people in my fandom, voicing a character for a project. I also have braces, as of yesterday…)
(Oh fun, that all sounds really great.)
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(I need to keep my mind off these friggin things. paws at mouth. Want to start this up again?)
(Yeah sounds good, do you want to go?)
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(Where were we…)
"Cool, I'm going to get changed then," He said walking into his room.
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(But what's gonna happen…what were they planning)
(I have no idea, how are we going to do this?)
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(Oh, they were going to take a walk)
Juliette emerged from her room wearing a simple outfit for outdoors. She carried a small handbag, which contained some special items in case of emergency. "Ready, Drew?" she called. "This was your idea."
"Nearly," He said, carefully taking the cake out of the oven. He put it on a baking tray and covered it with a mesh fly protector. "Let's go."
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(They're by a river, right?)
(Yeah, I'm pretty sure.)
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They walked along the river in silence for a little while. She admired the way the wind sent tiny ripples gliding across the surface of the water.
At that moment Drew felt perfectly calm, even though around him his world was falling apart. He had to work, live and trust a complete stranger, infiltrate the mafia, he was a murder, and he even did that wrong catapulting them into a situation he knew they had no chance of getting out of.
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"So, what did you want to discuss?" she asked him, still gazing at the river.
"Well, I figured it would be easier to talk here as there's less of a chance that this place is bugged."
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She huffed in amusement. "No kidding."