Characters: Members of the Alliance, the remains of the Bonfire Pact (if there are any... lol), friends of those kidnapped, those involved in searching, etc...
Where: The Fiji, Lister's old place
When: The night when everyone's been missing about 24 hours, possibly ongoing through plot
Summary: The Quatre's put together a meeting with the various '
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Alice, after all, was no fool. Between complainers and do-gooders, what they needed, sad to say, was a killer: dispassionate but able to get the job done. That wasn't to say that Alice would kill anyone off the bed, heavens no. But the option was always there, and Alice, who believed in the welfare of those in this place, knew it was something she could do. She had no hatred for the Joker or any of those kidnappers, which she felt was also in her favor: nothing she would do would be out of passion, merely sensibility.
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He didn't have to look to know who else was already there or arriving. He could feel their presences.
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"Look, there he is," the brunet said, pointing at Quatre as if the Sandrock's pilot didn't stand out where he was waiting at the old stone bridge, his blonde hair contrasting sharply against the relatively drab surroundings. "Quatre!" Trowa shouted, slowing down to a jog.
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"Wooooo!" Ed just giggled and laughed as she ran along with Trowa, taking this whole running thing as more of a game than something majorly important. She wasn't really running, of course, as she had a tendancy to do something unusual when she moved. Currently, she was alternating between hops, skips, and cartwheels, yet somehow keeping up with the agile pilot. Granted, she wasn't right beside him, perhaps a bit behind, but, still... she was moving fairly fast for not outright running.
"Quat-Quat!!" Ed yelled after Trowa pointed out the blond Arabian.
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And because it was easier, his resolve was a bit firmer.
He would help however he could, whatever it was that he could do. Not only was it his duty but, whether subconsciously or not, it would do good in assuaging whatever was left of his guilt.
(OOC: Lolwat. Sorry about that, haha. Backdating is always so awesome.
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"Thanks for coming." He said, attention redirected to the younger man, nearly offering his hand to shake out of habit. "I don't suppose you had a burst of luck and stumbled on a clue on your way here." he asked with a wry quirk of the lips. Might as well try to keep his own moral up, it certainly wasn't getting any brighter as is.
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