Lucy Stillman § 001

[assassininheels]

Who: Lucy Stillman, Rebecca Crane, Desmond Miles and Shaun Hasting (Modern Day Assassin FTW)
What: Time to regroup!  And make sure Shaun doesn't get killed.  And that Becca is not fangirling too much.  And that Desmond is still sane.  So much work to do!
Where: House no 5, fourth floor, living room
When: Mid-morning
Warnings: None for now, will be

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[assassininheels]

Oh time paradoxes, don't you love them? It was a question of barely a few moments that separated Desmond and the rest of the team and those few moments defined how one would act with the others. It was impossible to think that they would simply ignore what had truly happened beneath the Coliseum if they knew. But they didn't and for all Lucy knew, they simply took the Apple and were on their way back to Monterigionni. Though the frozen time in the mirror in her room was probably a clue that something had gone wrong in their world, would she have given more thoughts to it. But right now, there were more pressing matters

[hellogoaway]

Shaun didn't wait terribly long before he'd decided to make his way over to where Lucy and Rebecca were. He may have expressed the occasional sentiment of wanting to be away from them, it was only natural having been forced into their company for so long, but what could he say now? Their presence had become a constant and that in turn had made it into a comfort.

He had become dependent. How pathetic.

He didn't let the thought bother him too much though as he climbed the stairs to the fourth floor of House #5, his mind buzzing with all the things that he had to discuss with his team. This place was bizarre, strange, a complete anomaly, and yet it was also incredibly exciting. Despite his brush with death the night before he still found that his interest had not dampened and he had to consider that this also likely relied on the identity of the man who had nearly cut his throat open

[needsheadphones]

Perhaps unknown to the others, Rebecca was sitting in her room, scanning the network for useful information. So far, it was a lot of the same -- panicking about where they were, looking for information, etc. Other than the appearance of a scientist on Tony's post, there didn't seem to be anything from the natives to the city -- just others like them.

Sighing, she tucked her PORTAL (which was basically her MP3 player, songs and all, only now with PORTAL capabilities) back into her pocket and was just about to head out to the living area to join Lucy when she heard the knock and the unmistakable sound of Desmond's voice.

Opening her door, Becca slipped out just in time to see Lucy wrapping her arms around his neck. Jackpot. Quickly and quietly pulling out her PORTAL, she snapped a picture before loudly shouting "EW" and running over the door to answer Shaun, his knocking, and his snark