[Thread]
Characters: Harvey Dent [OU] and Helena Campbell [OU]
Where: near/at the bank vault
When: 12/21
Summary: Helena calls Harvey to meet and a particular problem resurfaces in her memory.
Warnings: None as of now
Things should be calm again, besides the hurried planning, the vengeful air so many, maybe even including himself, existed with as the injuries of the victims were laid bare. Besides the hunting the people who mattered were found, one of the perpetrators was captured- Harvey made a side glance at the building to his side. He exhaled, a small cloud of white the only sign, arms crossed as he leaned against the brick of the building, winter coat and all.
The man would tell them nothing. The interview before- his brow furrowed at the thought. Any proper brooding was interrupted when his pda gave a jolt, making him start and pull the machine out.
Helena. Harvey glanced over the message, a request for a meeting in that rushed sort of way she had of speaking. His lips quirked a little, answering back with a location nearby- some building or another he wasn't even sure the purpose of. At least it was indoors and warm- warmer at least. Placing the machine in his pocket he headed into the room.
Where: near/at the bank vault
When: 12/21
Summary: Helena calls Harvey to meet and a particular problem resurfaces in her memory.
Warnings: None as of now
Things should be calm again, besides the hurried planning, the vengeful air so many, maybe even including himself, existed with as the injuries of the victims were laid bare. Besides the hunting the people who mattered were found, one of the perpetrators was captured- Harvey made a side glance at the building to his side. He exhaled, a small cloud of white the only sign, arms crossed as he leaned against the brick of the building, winter coat and all.
The man would tell them nothing. The interview before- his brow furrowed at the thought. Any proper brooding was interrupted when his pda gave a jolt, making him start and pull the machine out.
Helena. Harvey glanced over the message, a request for a meeting in that rushed sort of way she had of speaking. His lips quirked a little, answering back with a location nearby- some building or another he wasn't even sure the purpose of. At least it was indoors and warm- warmer at least. Placing the machine in his pocket he headed into the room.