Lucy 001

Jun 08, 2011 20:59

Who: inbedatsix , failssassin & hidesthevan
When: Wednesday, late morning
Where: Lucy's apartment
Status: Closed
Style: Starting in third, feel free to change

Lucy had felt that her apartment was the better location to hold any meetings in, for the time being. Sure, Desmond's place had been nice but he'd lived there for months and besides, he'd played host to her for a few days ( Read more... )

shaun hastings, !location: somni, lucy stillman, desmond miles

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Post order: hot sexy leader, almost crazy novice and whiny Brittish guy? failssassin June 9 2011, 04:19:19 UTC
It was strange how Desmond felt nervous about this meeting. It was just like any other team meeting they had in the past, right? When they analyzed Ezio's memories and tried to figure out what the hell Minerva meant with her rather worrisome message. Though this time, they didn't have Templars on their trail, this time they would be able to do this while sitting down instead of having important conversations while Becca was plugging him back to the Animus as Shaun drove them away from the hideout. Still, he shouldn't feel this tensed about this, but maybe it was because he knew he'd be the one feeding them both anything he knew about this world. he might not understand the whole in-and-out of Somarium, but he still was the one that had been living here for the past seven months. He would have to answer their questions to the best of his knowledge ( ... )

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inbedatsix June 9 2011, 12:29:56 UTC
When she opened the door, clad in a tank top and jeans, she smiled and yes, she hugged them both because Desmond could use a hug after that nightmare of his and it was the first time she'd seen Shaun in person since their arrival in Somarium and despite Shaun's nature and his snarking, it was good to see him. Even if she had to wonder at his clothing. Really Shaun? In this heat ( ... )

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failssassin June 9 2011, 22:44:40 UTC
"Hey", was the simple reply Shaun got from Desmond. The comment on his clothes style made him smirking lightly, the thin sheen of sweat of the Englishman not going unnoticed to the novice. "Well, at least I'm not sweating...and smelling like a pig. Let me know when you've changed your mind about dying of heat exhaustion. I'm sure I can call a couple of friends would be happy to take you on a shopping trip." He was sure Isabelle would have a ball with shopping for Shaun. Especially that she would certainly find a way to shut up the ginger head if he ever complained ( ... )

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