Throw on your brake lights

[failssassin]

Characters: failssassin and abaxrpg
When: About an hour after Desmond wakes up in the morgue
Where: Random streets in the city
Open or Closed? OPEN! Come help the poor, cold novice!
Rating/Warnings Language and a novice only wearing a bed sheet?

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[stfu_desmond]

For the briefest of moments, Lucy frowned at his jab at his own sanity. Not again… she told herself. She withheld on lifting a hand to rub at her brow, like always managing to keep a straight face, calm and cool in the moment despite how much she would have liked to talk about it. Instead of trying to talk to him like a normal person would, she looked off and away from the young man, choosing not to reply to his little cracked joke.

Arching a thin brow at the cockiness, she set a palm to her hip, returning his smugness with a grin of her own. “I guess we’ll just have to see who reaches the top first, mm?”

Following him back out onto the sidewalk, she lifted her gaze to look over the building before beginning her own ascension to the rooftop. Nearing the top, she took advantage of Desmond’s offer to help and grabbing his hands, hoisted herself up onto the roof. Standing straight once she was up there properly, she brushed herself off and glanced to the young man.

She wasn’t naïve. Lucy was more than well aware their stay in the city would probably be an extended one; there was more to this place than it seemed at first glance. After all, it wasn’t every day that someone woke up in a morgue with a tag on their foot only to realize they aren’t actually dead. The city, however, appeared to be. There didn’t seem to be many signs of life out there, squinting her eyes as she looked around, Lucy gave a sigh.

“See anything?”

[failssassin]

While Desmond didn't like using the skills he had been giving through the Assassin bloodline, he knew it would be a good idea to use the Eagle Vision to determine if there even were more people than the few he had seen beside Lucy. With a slight frown, he activated it and looked around on the streets from the higher point of view they were. Surprisingly, there were more white silhouettes than what he had first expected. But what was even more surreal was the clear and define mix of red and blue hues on the streets.

He winced as a stab of pain shot through his head and quickly his vision came back to his normal one. He rubbed the bridge of his nose before looking back at the blond:

"There's a few more people around the hospital where we woke up. Some have started to explore the city from what I can guess. I think we're not...alone either. I'm pretty sure there are other Assassins here. And Templars as well..."

They really couldn't run away from this war, couldn't they?

[stfu_desmond]

The blond frowned when Desmond’s fingers moved to his nose, she didn’t like him honing certain ‘skills’ passed down to him through the generations any more than he did, but at times it was necessary to make use of them. This was one of those moments.

“Templars?”

Her brow raised and she gazed over the edge of the roof in the distance. Unlike him, she didn’t know where the red colors had appeared, she could only imagine where people whom might fall under the suspicion of being a Templar might be lurking around the city. The woman didn’t like the idea of them being here, too, but there was both nothing she could do about it and it was a lot to hope for that they not be present.

She sighed as she often did. “I guess it was too much to ask that we manage to get away from those assholes.”

After a moment she added: “Look, we should get going. Find somewhere to hideout, regroup - maybe Rebecca and Shaun are around somewhere. We should try to locate them somehow.”

And just like that, back to business. Lucy never could keep herself from being business oriented.

[failssassin]

His hand dropping from nose, he nodded at Lucy: "Yeah, either that or very unfriendly people."

It wasn't surprising to see Lucy back in her 'business' mode and if Desmond was being honest with himself, he would have admitted that he not only found it attracting and endearing, but pretty much comforting at the moment. Something about familiarity when lost in a new, strange place.

"Yeah, I guess that's probably the best way to go around. Food and shelter sounds like a good idea to me. I'm guessing we just take what we need in this place. Hopefully, there's some empty apartment or something."

Well, would you look at him? Already assuming they'd room together again. Old habits die hard? Kinda?

[stfu_desmond]

“Just what I like to hear,” she set her hand to her hip and sighed. “Lots of unfriendly folk around. Sounds awesome. Can’t wait.” Ever always with the cold sarcasm.

Glancing to him, she gave a nod of her head. “Right, doesn’t seem to be much of anything in the ways of currency, so. Let’s find a place and then do what we can to gather information around here. Figure out where we are, what’s going on, see if there are any locals anywhere. Whatever we can find, anything we can find really.”

“So,” leaning forward to peer over the edge of the building once more, knowing now that they had to climb back down, she glanced to the man at her side. “First things first; time to climb back down and look for some sort of shelter.”

She gave him a slight smirk. “Just like old times, mm?”

[failssassin]

His lips curled into a small smirk as well: "Yes, but with less lever to pull and medieval toxic waste to swim in. At least, I hope so."

Walking to the edge of the roof and looking down at the wall, already figuring out a path to climb down the building, he turned around to Lucy, a teasing smile on his lips: "Need some help going down?"

He knew all too well that she didn't, but it was still fun to tease her: it was something familiar to him now and a habit he wasn't sure he really wanted to grow out of. And so saying, he moved to drop down on the ledge and started to make his way back to streets, making it there in no time at all. Long hours in the Animus were starting to pay off.

Once back on the ground, he looked up, wanting to make sure Lucy was all right to climb down, and help her if needed be.

"All right, the most 'friendly' people I saw were in that direction' he said as soon as she joined his side, his finger pointing to the north of their position.