[IC] [Mask or Menace] Contact Post

[dendarii]

"This is Miles. Leave a message and I'll respond to you at my earliest convenience."

The line has gone silent; any messages sent to this name only return an error.

Comments

[dendarii]

[ Gregor warned him ahead of time, so he doesn't sigh too much over his comm. Still. ]

Fine, fine. I acquiesce gracefully.

[failureisntachoice]

[ She's not going to bother wasting energy on words. They can speak when she finds him and she'll stay out of his way as much as possible during his meeting. ]

Location?

[dendarii]

Home. De Chima #007. I'll meet you on the adjoining street to make pickup faster.

[failureisntachoice]

I know where your home is by now.

[dendarii]

Hell yes you do. ♥

[failureisntachoice]

Don't sound too excited about it or I might delete it 'accidentally' from my memory banks.

[dendarii]

:(

Take it as a compliment.

[failureisntachoice]

I'll think about it.

If I come over there any more often you'll have to give me my own room.

[dendarii]

I'd rather you stay in mine.

[failureisntachoice]

Good thing that's where I've been staying then.

[dendarii]

Agreed.

[ He'll go out and wait for her pickup now. ]

[failureisntachoice]

[ He'll have to wait a little while. She's not exactly in the neighborhood when she got the request from Greg to seek Miles out. When pulls up beside him and motions for him to fish out her spare helmet himself. ]

You sure you want to do this?

[dendarii]

[ He does so, fastening it carefully into place before seating himself behind her. ]

Face down Lucifer again so soon after he maimed me? Not really. But it's good tactics.

[failureisntachoice]

[ He doesn't need to see beneath her visor to know she's rolling her eyes at him. ] Good tactics for what? Getting yourself killed?

[dendarii]

The opposite. He's being imprisoned now - this may be my only chance to convince him that he has no need to attack me further.

[failureisntachoice]

I'm staying within screaming distance in case he's able to try something. Is that all you're hoping to accomplish?

[dendarii]

An extremely good idea, thank you.

[ He genuinely wants an out if this thing goes horribly wrong, after all. ]

... No. I need more information in general.

[failureisntachoice]

On him? He's just another imPort.

[dendarii]

More than that. He's the first person I've met here who seems truly supernatural, in the most literal sense of the word.

[ Fascinating and terrifying in equal measure. ]

[failureisntachoice]

There's a reason why I've avoided them until now.

[ It's a light grumble and she kicks up the stand on her bike to get ready to leave. She's loathe to admit that there's anyone that could mop the floor with her and unfortunately supernatural figures are most likely to fit the bill. ]

[dendarii]

Yes, well ... I'm terrible at avoiding people.

[ He leans against her, putting an arm around her waist to keep himself in place. ]

[failureisntachoice]

[ Dryly, ] I've noticed.

[ It'll keep the paychecks coming for a very long time, she's sure of that. As soon as his arm is around her, she's speeding off towards the porter and then the detention center in Maurtia Falls. ]

[dendarii]

[ Meanwhile he falls silent, half due to the noise of the ride and half to marshall his own thoughts. He needs to work out what he wants to ask in advance ... ]

[failureisntachoice]

[ She lets him have his silence. It's too hard to try to talk while riding and if he's really trying to get Lucifer to back off when the man is eventually released... Then maybe this meeting is needed after all.

When they finally are parked at their destination, she turns to watch him. ]

Don't make things worse. And if you do, I'll find a way to take care of him.

[dendarii]

[ Now that they're here, Miles' expression is grave. Not sarcastic, not joking, just preparatory. One hand makes an abortive gesture towards his heart, where a dull ache still lingers on his sternum. ]

I know you will. I ... am very glad you came with me, Tex.