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Katya Alkaev (redhorse_tea) wrote in bellumlogs,
@ 2010-05-13 15:49:00

Entry tags:

javert

Who: Luther and Katya
What: Going to the movies
Where: Starting at Katya's and moving to the local theater
When: Around 6:45
Warnings: Irritability

For some ungodly reason, Katya had emptied her entire closest. She couldn't figure out exactly why because it didn't exactly matter, but she was now quite aware of the fact that everything she owned was covered in cat hair.

Babushka, on her perch on the window sill, looked immensely pleased with herself.

And it wasn't as if what she wore would matter anyhow. This wasn't... what did Americans call it... a date. This was her making judicious use of a profitable opportunity. She supposed she could have contacted Eliot via the forums, but he seemed much more interested in older movies and she wanted something she could talk with her employees about. And they all swore by the movie. In Russia, she had always enjoyed pointless action movies. There was something cathartic about watching a bad guy get pummeled half to death and then some. Finally, she found something moderately acceptable that wasn't covered in cat hair. She pulled it on, slid her feet into wedges - she could use the height - and stared at herself in the mirror.

Behind her, Babushka yowled.

"Hush, I have fed you already," Katya told the cat. She played briefly with her hair before deciding to leave it down. Moving from her bedroom to her living room, she was just in time to hear a knock at her door. Flicking some of her hair over her shoulder, she unlocked and opened the door with one brow arched. "Inspector Luther, da?" she asked, giving him a once over.

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sentinelstar
2010-05-13 09:13 pm UTC (link)

Luther's schedule had remained clear for the day. He'd dropped by Headquarters to deal with some paperwork, clearing out about noon to meet Ella back at Bellum. After managing to get to the gym, they'd had to turn back leaving Luther with far too much free time. The fact that Katya had settled on a time so quickly was almost a relief - he disliked not having something to do. And after all, this was supposed to be business, even if Joanie's tone had been sarcastic through half of her pleading.

He was slightly more worried about it then he intended to be - he half expected the evening to be full of requests for him to buy her tea - and really didn't look forward to the film. The last time he'd actually sat down for a movie was about two years ago, with another woman - in a very different situation. He'd had to leave half-way through due to a phone call he'd recieved, leading to a fight with his ex. It wasn't that Luther was no biased against watching movies as a whole - but he could feel uneasy about sitting in the dark for two hours aside from watching some guy fly around in a suit.

Despite this he showed up at her door on time, dressed in a pair of jeans and a gray shirt. He'd foregone the cane for once, wanting to push himself a bit more - with enough practice without he believed the limp would go away. As the door opened, Luther composed his features into something remotely pleasant ...and found himself slightly astonished by how she'd looked. From the bit he'd read and from her fable, she wasn't what he expected.

He recovered a moment later, features composed once more. "Just Luther will do," he said. He extended his arm towards her, a gesture that may have been attributed to Javert. "Are you ready to go?"

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redhorse_tea
2010-05-13 09:25 pm UTC (link)

The fact that they lived in New York was the only reason she didn't feel over dressed standing with him. City chic, they called it, and she liked how it looked. Picking up a shawl, she wrapped it around her shoulders and stepped outside her apartment. "Luther, then," she said as she locked her door. After sliding her key into her purse, she took his offered arm. For a moment, she recalled going to the club with Micah, on his arm, but she dismissed the memory.

"I am-" Irrationally pleased? Entirely surprised? Morbidly curious by the fact? "-glad you were agreeing to come." Katya gave him a brief, small smile. "I have been wanting to see more American cinema, but there is no one who can be explaining things if I do not understand." She patted his arm and headed for the stairs.

A few minutes later, they were out the front door and in the surprisingly warm evening air. Katya supposed the city just trapped heat. "This walk, is not so long. Maybe ten minutes," she told him. For a moment, she was quiet. Then she asked, "How long have you been having your job? You are taking the law very seriously." That seriousness was something she found very admirable. People in America just didn't care enough.

	redhorse_tea 2010-05-15 03:23 am UTC (link)
	With a small smile, Katya ascended two steps and then waited for him. "The elevator, it is causing troubles?" she asked. "Is broken? I do not ride it often." She didn't. There was no point in using the elevator to go up a single flight of stairs. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)