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Who: 11-12 and Louis
What: A night meeting
When: Tonight
Where: Louis' apartment
It had been an eventful day for 11-12. First those men who must have slammed his head and ransacked his apartment, then the Master's special message, then the mysterious man asking for help with a computer. The meeting with William hadn't gone as well as 11-12 had hoped but strangely fate had stepped in and that other man had appeared afterwards - the one who later said his name was a number. 47. He wondered if that was also a front name like 11-12 was to him - maybe he was another spy. He did say something about Special Ops...
11-12 didn't like to be forced to go anywhere he didn't want to go but that man insisting on sedating him and dragging him off to that aforementioned Barge? That was an amazing chance and he knew it. He was going to take advantage of the little information he'd gathered from his brief 'visit' - but that was for tomorrow.
Tonight he had a meeting with an old friend and he had things to do before he went to Louis' apartment. He'd managed to make his way back with only a minor incident. He knew this place. He knew how to avoid most dangers. It had become an instinct by now - so he did arrive home with some bruises and scrapes but nothing that hadn't happened before. Sore, but determined, 11-12 hid the bag of things he'd gathered from his former life on the Barge and set off to pick up Louis' 'rubies' from the usual place.
That was luckily not a hassle tonight but he was still running quite late by the time he knocked on his friend's door. He hadn't even had much time to clean up so he looked like he'd been running around outside in the dust and dirt all day and had come back worse the wear for it, complete with scratches on his cheek and a bruised jaw.
But he looked quite pleased with himself as he waited for Louis to answer the door.
What: A night meeting
When: Tonight
Where: Louis' apartment
It had been an eventful day for 11-12. First those men who must have slammed his head and ransacked his apartment, then the Master's special message, then the mysterious man asking for help with a computer. The meeting with William hadn't gone as well as 11-12 had hoped but strangely fate had stepped in and that other man had appeared afterwards - the one who later said his name was a number. 47. He wondered if that was also a front name like 11-12 was to him - maybe he was another spy. He did say something about Special Ops...
11-12 didn't like to be forced to go anywhere he didn't want to go but that man insisting on sedating him and dragging him off to that aforementioned Barge? That was an amazing chance and he knew it. He was going to take advantage of the little information he'd gathered from his brief 'visit' - but that was for tomorrow.
Tonight he had a meeting with an old friend and he had things to do before he went to Louis' apartment. He'd managed to make his way back with only a minor incident. He knew this place. He knew how to avoid most dangers. It had become an instinct by now - so he did arrive home with some bruises and scrapes but nothing that hadn't happened before. Sore, but determined, 11-12 hid the bag of things he'd gathered from his former life on the Barge and set off to pick up Louis' 'rubies' from the usual place.
That was luckily not a hassle tonight but he was still running quite late by the time he knocked on his friend's door. He hadn't even had much time to clean up so he looked like he'd been running around outside in the dust and dirt all day and had come back worse the wear for it, complete with scratches on his cheek and a bruised jaw.
But he looked quite pleased with himself as he waited for Louis to answer the door.