022. Action

[foolishwren]

<sub>(ooc: Locked to Liquid, although because it's outdoors and in a semi-public area, others may have to endure overhearing some of the CAPSLOCK RAEG if they're nearby, so if you want to officially say that your character overheard Heather screaming "BAG OF DICK" or something, feel free.)]





[After being gone from Violet for about a week, Heather's been making her way around the town. Checking up on things, tying up loose ends, y'know, the usual after you'd been gone for seven days, fighting flying alphabet soup and searching for kidnap victims.]

[Heather's usually a casual stroller, but today, there's an urgency in her walk and the shadows under her eyes say that she's stressed and in no mood to be deterred from whatever it is that she's doing. That something is looking for somebody. Not a kidnapped victim this time, though.]

[It's awhile before she thinks to actually check the Center-- because frankly, she was hoping to find him somewhere not so... public... but oh well. Sure enough, a short distance from the red-rooftopped building, she spots a familiar bare back and head of blond hair. Taking in a deep breath, she hastens her pace and calls out to get his attention.]</sub>

Liquid!

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[Her brows went up. Then the corners of her mouth followed suit, slowly but surely.]

[Having friends again was something she was getting a little used to, herself. This place really was a new start, and it was... pretty nice to be able to use that 'f' word once more without it feeling awkward or fake. But she'd gotten used to it--she had friends here. Real ones, and that was nice. But hearing it from Liquid was a particularly pleasant surprise.]</sub>

Heh, just a little, but it's okay. I won't tell. Friends are for that, too.

[boldandresolute.livejournal.com]

[Liquid hadn't even been around anyone his own age until he was eighteen; by that point, he'd convinced himself that he didn't need anyone and didn't try to make friends anyway.]

You'd better not.

[His tone wasn't as prickly as he normally would've been.]

[foolishwren]

_{[Big grin.]}

Do I look like I'd go back on my word?

_{[She held up a hand again.]}

Don't bring up that... whole 'doomsday device' thing to anyone else and we'll call it a deal.

[boldandresolute.livejournal.com]

I'll assume that you won't, even if that grin tells me otherwise.

[Yeah, grinning widely at him really wasn't helping, Heather.]

Not a word about it, on my honor.

[foolishwren]

Well, mischievous expression aside, your secret's safe with me.

... And uh... take care out there. Stay in touch, all right?

[boldandresolute.livejournal.com]

As is yours.

[He gave a brief wave.]

I'll be fine on my own. Take care of yourself.

[foolishwren]

_{[She nodded.]}

I know. _{[He was a big boy, she wasn't too worried about him staying safe.]}

I'll see you in the next city, then, if you don't get TOO far ahead.

[jackal-hunter.livejournal.com]

[There were very few who would try to take advantage of a man like Liquid.]

We'll see.

[He couldn't promise how far ahead he'd get. He could travel longer and harder than the average person could.]

[foolishwren]

... All right. _{[She couldn't ask much more than that. ... Although she'd sort of gotten used to having him around.]}

Good luck.

[boldandresolute.livejournal.com]

[His voice was more cavalier than he felt.]

I'll see you around.

[And he started walking down to Route 32.]