The words won't come

Mar 30, 2011 00:52

Who: Daedalus gaveherwings , Re-l proxysearch , later Shiroe zealouspeter 
When: Tuesday Night
Where: Re-l's efficiency
Summary: Re-l's told Daedalus to go stay at her spare apartment, in case any at large criminals decide to pop in later on at their place. Later, she catches up. Honest conversations had, over Lonely Dinner. And an empath's not gonna be sleeping the night through.
Warnings: Nothing major, unless we go over in more graphic detail what went down in the Roman/Tenma torture log?


[The Lonely Pizza substitute had turned out to be Pad Thai, from that reliable ethnic place around the corner, the one that did delivery right up till just before siren. Darkness had fallen, and the remaining portion had gone cold a few hours ago.

Daedalus waited. He was lonely, in fact, because Shiroe had gone to bed, and it was quiet. The rain pattered softly on the proofed panes, in the dark.

Wondering if Re-l would be held up at the station all night, he almost regretted not just showing up at Franz's place for the evening instead. The minutes passed with a growing anxiety. He kept his NV out, paging though recent messages and saved holobook readings in the dim blue of its projected light. He didn't want to wake the boy who had drifted off not long ago- Shiroe had school in the morning, after all. He needed his rest.

He glances up expectantly, when a key turns in the lock.]

re-l mayer, shiroe rei seki, daedalus yumeno

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