[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.

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[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.

[failureisntachoice]

[ The gesture isn't lost on her, she remembers how she found him after the man had finished with him. She slides off the seat of her bike and keeps her eyes on him. ]

Do you want me in the room while you're talking to him?

[dendarii]

[ A wreck from head to toe, with something still burning right at that spot ... Not pleasant. But he's healed in full now, or so he thinks. ]

No, I need to go in alone. But would comfort me greatly if you were within range to hear me if anything went wrong.

[failureisntachoice]

[ She nods. ]

I'll be right outside the room. Keep your comm on you and send me a message every fifteen minutes so I know he hasn't found a way to keep you quiet and murder you.

[dendarii]

An excellent idea. I'll be sure to do so.

[failureisntachoice]

Good. [ A small sigh, but she turns to lead the way into the facility. ] Let's get this over with.

[ And she'll be sure to relay to Greg what's going on. The man should know his friend is still alive while pulling a stunt like this. ]

[dendarii]

[ All of which Miles is grateful for, really ... He will send the texts steadily until his conversation with Lucifer is over. Or takes a turn for the worse. Either way. ]