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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

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Helena had sent the message in that hurried way that she does [[^_- lol]] requesting to meet with Harvey. He was the only person she really knew who would know anything about anything in relation to what was going on. She had heard that Cissie and the others had been found but all the details she could find in relation to such topics were scattered, vague, and sometimes even random. She couldn't seem to get a straight story from anyone

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Harvey turned as his name was called, catching sight of the girl with some shock. her attire was... bizarre, to say the least, but then again she was a bit strange herself in mannerism and ability, it was oddly suiting in a way. It made Harvey smile in friendly amusement, raising his hand to the girl.

"Helena, over here." He called, walking over. Even if the building was warmer he still kept his coat on just to keep at a decent temperature. "Sorry about the location, we can go to one of the restaurants around if you'd prefer." He said, he knew there was one or two around. He had been too caught up in his thoughts to actually think before he invited her.

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"Oh hullo there!" Helena looked up to see Harvey standing not too far away from her and in plain sight. She always did miss the obvious.

Helena walked towards Harvey with a smile on her face. He was not the type of person she was used to. He seemed, in her opinion, a proper gentleman. Valentine back at home had never really been like this. He was always the ridiculous goof off who would never admit he was wrong.

"Don't worry about it," she said, British accent dripping from her words in a smooth flowing fashion. "I actually really wouldn't want to have this conversation around other people. Too many prying ears... However, I probably wouldn't mind sitting somewhere. Any available seats around here?" Helena laughed looking at the empty room she was in. Even though she was laughing, a glint of concern did show in her eyes, as well as a hint of nostalgia when she recalled Valentine to her mind.

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Harvey pondered a moment over the accent (british? Certainly sounded that way) as he glanced around himself, heading over to one of the dusty corners and pulling over a small table and chair that had been thrown over there, dusting off the seat and gesturing for Helena to sit with a smile. "Fair enough. I'm not sure I'm in the proper mood for a great crowd myself." he answered, taking a seat on the low table.

"So what is it you'd like to talk about away from prying ears?" Harvey asked, catching the glint and wondering a moment what the girl was thinking about. Considering her mind had basically created a whole other world in a way who knew.