Jun 25, 2005 15:54
Pam hurried down the street, taking the last block and a half in a dead run. There were so many other things she'd prefer to do with her time between classes, but no one could in good conscience could leave Arkham entirely in the hands of someone unqualified like Rosie.
Surely two perfectly unqualified heads are better than one, right?
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And it's totally not that she has a crush on him so stop thinking that.
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*Edward slings a leg over the bike so that for the last twenty feet or so he is standing on one pedal and holding the handlebars, coasting toward a sturdy-looking post to which he can chain it. Indeed, he amuses himself for just a moment by stopping the bike by stepping down rather than using the brake. In a moment, the bike is chained in place, and he adjusts the messenger bag slung over his shoulder.*
Were you waiting for anyone in particular?
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*He pauses, and may well be looking-at-her-she's-pretty, before surmounting the steps to the her and the door.*
Oh, it has its charms. Such a puzzle, the maddened mind. Are you looking forward to being rather in charge?
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*He slips inside, tarrying just inside. One might expect a gentleman to hold the door, but he knew her fondness for sunny days, and her reluctance to leave that for the dank drear of Arkham's interior. So, he went first, to give her another moment to tarry. Truth be told, he was more comfortable in the dim light anyway.*
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"True, but we all depend on her to be here when we have classes and things. So, what are you thinking of doing today?"
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She walks with him through the halls, glancing over at him frequently.
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*He glances to her in kind, smiling a touch from time to time.*
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*His smile grows, rather pleased that his little puzzles are appreciated.*
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*And so saying, he diverts his path down a hall toward Harvey Dent's room. ((Do we have a Harvey Dent?))*
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((Not as of yet, nor have we a Selina))
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