And I Heard, as it Were, The Sound of Thunder... (Open Log)

[curious_copycat]

Who: Everyone!
What: The first signs in the breakdown of civilized society.
When: Jan 10th-16th
Where: The S.S. Thor
Warnings: *points to "what"*

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:3 (shoot, what is this formatting. Whatever...)

[missthewoman]

If it was the end of their lives here in the midst of the stars, there was little she could do about it. Irene would not loose her head at the doom-sayers insistence, in any case. And nor would she change her routine.

Today, however, she wondered if it would have been more prudent to stay home - the atmosphere was so oppressive and the vandals more active.
Keeping her pace steady and her eyes alert she made her way to the usual park. However turning the corner she came upon a scuffle- brawl- ... Actually with Holmes in the midst of it, it was more of a one-sided fight. However he was outnumbered four-to-one, counting the leader who was hanging back.

As Holmes dealt with his three Irene came up to stand beside the last - he didn't look much like the leader-type but appearances could be so deceiving. Giving him an alluring smile she asked brightly,

"Need an extra hand, dear?"

And as he turned to return her smile and stepped closer, she gave him a quick crack over the back of the neck with the bludgeon up her sleeve, following up with a strike to his face that sent him sprawling to the pavement.

With a satisfied smile she stepped slightly away from the man then turned to see how Holmes was getting on, idly checking that her hat had not shifted out of place.

haha, NO WORRIES NO WORRIES♥

[yes_mother_hen]

Really, what was it with people and stealing his thunder these days? Though he doesn't realize that said thunder'd been stolen until he finishes the last of the thugs off with a strong right hook.

Expecting to see the leader either: a) prepared to fight in a last-minute attempt to save his dignity, or b) running for the hills, Holmes turns on his heels, his posture relaxed but ready...

...and he's clued in to Irene's presence as he's pivoting, smelling her scent before seeing the well-maintained figure standing just a few feet in front of him.

"...Afternoon."

♥♥♥

[missthewoman]

(She hadn't meant to steal his thunder so much as it was so very satisfying to get to hit someone. It's been a while.)

"Good afternoon, dear. Well done with those, but three against one, you didn't expect to come out without a scratch, did you?" Reaching into her other sleeve she drew out her handkerchief and used it to dab carefully at a long shallow scrape along his jaw.

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

[yes_mother_hen]

He eyes the sleeve that she most likely has the bludgeon hidden under, and looks to the side, giving her access to the wound across his jaw. He has a quickly forming bruise against his cheekbone, but that's really nothing new with him, is it?

"It was my face or my wallet."

Not that he really cares either way, but it's conversation.

"And what brings you to this side of the woods, so to speak?"

*rolls around in all the hearts~*

[missthewoman]

She smiles slightly - she can't exactly fault his reaction, for she would perhaps do the same (except she'd take much more care to protect her face).
The glance at her sleeve does not go unnoticed either.

"I am here for my habitual walk," she answered. "Care to escort me?"

/showers more on!!

[yes_mother_hen]

"It seem that this time, you're actually in need of one."

And he wipes his face haphazardly on his own sleeve, quickly, before straightening up and looking at his surroundings.

"Force of habit can be dangerous, indeed."

-o.o-

[missthewoman]

"Would you like a first-hand demonstration of how much I'm in need of one?"

She shoots the sleeve he'd wiped his face on a disdainful glance before stepping to his other side to take that arm. Despite his comment, she will have him escort her. (Unless he really would like a demonstration.)

"For all that I would love to banter over that with you, I would much rather hear if you've given my invitation proper consideration yet."

[[ooc: Does it work for you if this is the day after Holmes came back?]]

WOW I'M SORRY FOR ALL THESE EDITS

[yes_mother_hen]

He's seen the invitation, of course, and he's given it some thought, as well as the issue of Irene being here-- funny, since that hasn't been much of an issue for months, now. He'd almost gotten accustomed to seeing her around, and now things feel almost as awkward as they'd been when he hadn't expected to see Irene, way back when she'd just been a newcomer to the Thor.

Irene would be Irene, however-- that much was certain, even if there were some dissonances in his mind.

"Hazard a guess as to my reply, then."

He starts walking down the hall, his gaze facing forward.

(( and if you'd like to continue on DW, we can continue the thread here! ))