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Feb 16, 2007 07:50

It had not been a good week for Rachel. She could admit that to herself. For reasons various and sundry she knew that she should not be indoors. No, not when she was on edge and almost snarling at shadows...

But she was on shift. She had a Duty, and she would not abandon that, no matter how hard, personally, the endurance of walls ( Read more... )

alexander knox, rachel grey

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gotham_knocking February 16 2007, 14:38:00 UTC
There's a tiny voice in Alex's head that's telling him it would be smart not to go that close to Rachel. It's the same voice that tells him to avoid dark alleys, riots and political fundraisers.

So today he's going to tread carefully. And those questions he had about Goldilocks? Maybe some other time.

"Hey." He is seated at the bar, coffee and newspaper at hand.

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futures_of_ash February 16 2007, 14:46:55 UTC
"Hey" she echoed in passing, a wash of heat crossing from one side of his back to the other as she paced past him.

"How'd it go?" just because she was edgy though, didn't mean she forgot the important things in life.

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gotham_knocking February 16 2007, 14:52:05 UTC
Hard to miss that flare of warmth. Hard not to wonder about it.

"It went really well. The restaurant was great, she was gorgeous, and we played such a nasty prank on someone. It was everythng we hoped for." He smiles wickedly.

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futures_of_ash February 16 2007, 15:01:14 UTC
"Good" it was almost a growl, but unintentionally. She was still pacing though, her voice oddly clear no matter how far she managed to move away.

"Prank?"

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