I could use another cigarrette...

[the_recruiter]

Romeo does his job well. Not that he likes the word. Job. From reigning terror in Italy to recruiting for the Organization al around the world in Chicago, currently. The second one loses the proper ring to who he is. Nevertheless, it's true. He does work for the Organization. As boring as work sounds, he enjoys it. More than reigning terror (most

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[trivialsublime0]

"Ah, shit. Annie. You gotta be kiddin' me."

Yeah, the two frightened demonic sibling pair are going to walk down into a nest of archangels.

This is a very bad idea. And boy, does Rusty recognize bad ideas when he sees 'em. He's made them up often enough in the past.

"I mean. Really. Are you sure about this? We go down there... we die-" He stops, because he's stupid, but not that stupid to realize when there's no other option. Not if he wants to get out of there with his sister. And he does care about Becky. He just thinks she has a better chance of surviving or remaining under archangel radar. "And yeah you know that and wanna go down there anyway."

Rusty sighs, running his hand back through his hair before taking the keycard from her mouth.

He waves the card toward her. "If I die, Annie, I'm holdin' you responsible. I'll haunt your ass til the end of your days. Promise you that."

Now he'll be as subtle as he can as he makes his way to the elevator. Considering he is tense and awkward looking especially in this particular setting, his walk is the furthest thing from subtle, but they make it to the elevator okay! He can even use the keycard to get it started. That's something.

[ourowndragons]

Annie's just as scared as Rusty is, but BECKY'S down there. And Romana tried to kill her once already. So she just gives Rusty a look. It's not as effective when she's a dragon. Just don't do anything stupid like say "Hi, I'm Rusty Hunt and I'm a demon!" and you should be fine.

Still, she's just as tense as he is as he makes his way to the elevator, practically vibrating with tension against his chest. They're not the most competent of demons. Actually, they're kind of the Scarecrow and the Cowardly Lion of demons. But they've got to get Dorothy and Toto away from the Wicked Witch of the West, so off they go.

...The elevator is not exactly a yellow brick road of any sort.

[trivialsublime0]

Rusty rolls his eyes at her. Yeah, cause it won't take less than saying it for them to get noticed. Really.

But he doesn't say anything more just hops into the elevator, tapping the side anxiously as it slides open, again.

He steps out. Or more like slinks out of the elevator, sticking close to the walls of the lobby. He's trying to be subtle, but the only references he has for that are old spy movies.

Surprisingly, not helpful in this situation.

[worseforfears]

Ironically, the ex-angel in question is sitting in her wheelchair in the middle of the lobby waiting for the two of them, and when he emerges, she crosses her arms over her chest, raises an eyebrow, and just watches him.

She wants to see how long it'll take him to notice that she's right there.

[trivialsublime0]

It might be a while. He's not exactly looking around. There is this sudden fear that if he looks up and happens to look someone in the face, they'll know and kill him on the spot.

"Where the hell do I go now," Rusty hisses down to Annie. "Please tell me it ain't anywhere near... you-know-who."

Because Romana is the Voldemort to Rusty's Harry Potter?

[ourowndragons]

Annie, however, is looking around. And notices Becky pretty quickly. It's like a homing pigeon. She nips Rusty's shoulder (because it's easier than trying to convey "you are an idiot" through gestures), scrambles out of his coat again, and flies to Becky. She doesn't manage to slow quite enough before she gets to her, and smacks into her chest harder than she meant to before sliding down and curling up in her lap. Please can we go before someone tries to kill us?

[worseforfears]

Becky curls her hands around Annie's tiny gold body and cradles her gently. "Shhhh," she murmurs. "Romana's not here. We're fine."

They're too cute, really.

[trivialsublime0]

And Rusty will enjoy that cuteness really. Sometime when they're not all in... potentially mortal danger. Romana's not here. Now. But it doesn't mean she can't get here and soon.

He grabs the wheelchair and starts pushing them both toward the elevator.

"Alright. One last look around the place. Soon as the elevator comes." Rusty presses the button for the up. "We're outta here. And I gotta say the hotel that I got? Not near as nice as this. But it's lacking in crazy angels far as I know so that's somethin'."

[worseforfears]

Becky gasps and holds out a hand. "Wait! Ferdinand, Annie, did you take Ferdinand up with you?"

Because they have to have the puppy.

[ourowndragons]

Annie stops. And gives Becky a look. How, exactly, would she have taken the puppy up with her? She's a dragon, and Ferdinand is bigger than she is at the moment.

...We're so sorry, Rusty.

[trivialsublime0]

"Okay. Who the hell's Ferdinand and please, tell me we don't gotta wait around down here any longer. I'm not a fan of gettin' my head cut off like that mountain lion."

Yes, Rusty is holding to that rumor. The guy telling it seemed to believe it, anyway, talking about getting the hell out of dodge while there was still a chance.

[worseforfears]

"The puppy," Becky says nervously. "He wasn't in the room when I left, so..."

She pauses, then puts her fingers in her mouth and whistles shrilly.

Moments later, a puppy comes bounding in, ignores the cast on Becky's leg (or the gold dragon in her lap) and leaps up into her lap, wriggling happily.

"Okay," Becky says, calmly keeping the puppy's tongue away from her face. "Now we can go."

[trivialsublime0]

Yeah, don't have to tell him twice, Becky. He's been holding the door open since it slid open in the middle of all this puppy discussion. Rusty is really glad that puppy is smart cause no way he'd risk his neck, again to go in and get it!

Rusty rolls Becky, dragon, and dog into the open elevator and hops over to the button to get the doors to shut faster than they normally would.

He turns back toward the wheelchair, sending a sympathetic look towards the puppy. "What kinda name is Ferdinand anyway? You wanna neuter the poor guy or what?"