So she needed his help already. Black had a wicked grin as he headed toward the clock tower to meet Elena. She put on such a tough girl act and now she needed him to hide her from one of her friends. He couldn’t help but let out a slight chuckle at the thought. He had read over what Reno had posted from the terminal. Black was a spy, it’s just what
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She smirked a little as she was spun; he was thinking ahead, and it made her a little more confident in it. One hand grabbed onto him tight, unnerved slightly that she didn't know what direction she was facing or what the future was going to hold for her. Really, for all she knew, he could walk her to the river and toss her in.
After he took his jacket back, of course.
One hand held itself out. "Hat," she ordered. After all, anyone a mile away would see her blonde hair.
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"Hat? You're not keeping it like you think you're keeping the jacket." He sighed as he placed it on her head. She had a point. That hair of hers, as pretty as it was, shined like a beacon. "That's my uniform you're taking piece by piece. I will be taking it back." He told her sternly. The Leader would be so pissed to know he'd even let someone else touch the uniform, let alone wear pieces of it. And now his head was cold, too. Damn it! Women.
"So, you gonna make me wait till we get back to my place to tell me what's going on?" Really, Black was curious as to why the telepath was after her. He had originally thought they were friends.
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