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Alexis (alexis_castle) wrote in omega_reality,
@ 2011-10-15 12:48:00

Entry tags:

*complete, 2011 10, character: alexis castle, character: april kepner, character: derek morgan, character: dominic vail, character: emily prentiss, character: g callen, character: robert callen, character: tim riggins, dead: maurice keelson, dead: michael westen, dead: mike renko, dead: mike ross, dead: nate archibald, dead: penny hall

RP: A Brunch turns into more
Who: Alexis, Nate, Maurice, ICIS responding team
Where: NYC
When: October 15, 2011
Summary: A fun trip to the city ends in an unfortunate end.

Alexis liked spending time with Nate. He was... normal. He belonged to the same social circle as she was, and sure his family might have been old money as opposed her dad's fortune, but those things tended to be overlooked with there was fame to go with the money. They had grown up going to the same places, doing the same things, knowing the same families, even if Nate was older than she was.

Today, they had decided to have brunch at Alice's Tea Cup. Alexis loved the atmosphere there, but she knew no one else would understand why you'd spend $10 for eggs, but Nate got it, and they went there, and afterwards, they walked around. This part of the city was the most different. Gone was the Metropolitan and Central Park, replaced by the heart of the federal government with its buildings and the many restaurants, delis and cafes that sprang around it to deal with tourist and employees alike. However, there were some places that were still familiar.

As they started to walk down 5th Avenue, Nate tensed. "What is it?" she asked.

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_narchibald
2011-10-15 09:27 pm UTC (link)

Nate was having fun. It was weird being back in the Cith with somebody who knew it in the same way he did and didn't look at him weirdly for suggesting they go to this place and that. It almost felt like being around his old friends and it was refreshing to not have to think about what he was saying or doing.

They'd been walking for a while and Nate was looking in the windows of the shops as they walked down 5th. He was drawn to a face ahead of them in the crowd and his mind raced to figure out why.

He realized who it was when the guy looked into the window, his reflection clear as day in the glass.

Shit.

"Call ICIS, That's-" He broke off. "It's the guy who killed Peter-" Nevermind that Alexis didn't know who Peter was, they couldn't let this guy get away a second time. They had to at least try and bring him in even if they weren't the most experienced at this stuff. "I'm going to follow him. Call back-up and get them to our location."

As the guy realized Nate knew who he was, he turned left off of 5th and carried on down the street. Nate followed less than half a minute later, turning into the street and swearing as the street was empty.

He ran down it, desperate to catch up, but didn't see what was happening until a hand grabbed him out of a doorway and Nate gasped, feeling like the life was being squeezed out of him. He hit the floor as the hand let go and gasped for air but he couldn't get any, couldn't stop this from happening. He tried to yell for Alexis to get away but couldn't do anything and as the feeling of heaviness intensified, everything faded until there was nothing left at all.

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m_keelson
2011-10-15 09:45 pm UTC (link)

Maurice loved the city. You could hide in plain sight. Even with all the cameras they had, processing the images from the millions of people took days and by the time they had something, he had left the island, leaving no way to trace him.

Saturdays were even more interesting with the tourists. He tried to visit different part of the city. Today he was in midtown and everything was going smoothly until this guy decided to follow him, and why weren't these people smart enough to pull a gun, not that it would have stopped him, but it would have been nice to see them make an attempt. Instead, there was nothing as he focused to kill the man.

He really hated his power. He could heal anything, but everytime he killed someone the side effects were horrible. It was the only thing stopping him most days, and wasn't that lucky for the pretty redhead following with the phone in her hand. She looked at the man on the floor and then at him with eyes wide. "Some other time, cherie," he winked at her, before walking away just as people started to gather. He walked a block before disappearing into the subway. He'd go into the Bronx and call for his brother to pick him up away from the many cameras that covered Manhattan.