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.
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She still hasn't forgotten the last intruder they had.
She packs two changes of clothes and her pajamas, and then she gets back in her car and drives to her efficiency, far from her usual routes. She parks a block away and then heads up, turning the lock quietly and slipping in. It's late. Daedalus might even...
Oh.]
Hi.
[There he is, alone in the dark, looking up at her with wide eyes. She sets her back in the corner and goes to him, sitting down slowly.]
You should be sleeping.
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He keeps his voice low, because apart from the rain outside it's quiet enough that no one needs to speak over any noise. He likes it when the city is still. The silence was more nerve-wracking sitting up alone, though, than he's willing to admit.
Her presence is like a candle in the dark, and Daedalus smiles faintly, leaning back against the side of the bed.]
I thought I'd wait a little longer. No new developments?
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[She spots the tea and picks up the mug, moving to go heat her food and drink up. She starts taking off her outer clothes as she goes; the vest, tie, hair clips and boots all come off first.]
Are you all right? Is Shiroe okay?
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He considers the conversation he had with the man over the network, not more than two months ago, about naming Sea Monkeys. About Nietzsche. He had been the one leaving people mutilated and discarded in the streets?
Daedalus suppressed an uncomfortable shudder and glanced behind him, nodding at the curled up pile of blankets.]
Sleeping. He's fine, and so am I.
[He watches all the usual process of 'undoing', all the steps familiar to him by now. Vest, tie... he sets his NV aside, adjusting his robe around his shoulders.]
...are you?
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