Re: #20: Anthony & Cat
"Are we excited?" she asked, that smile of hers warm and lush. Anthony E, and she wondered if he was trying to hide. He'd kept his first name, but it was common enough, and maybe he wasn't expecting to run into someone with twenty years of military under her belt. Well, Cat was patient, which was very convenient for someone who split her time between cons and very unwilling military pursuits. And, conveniently, she'd seen his name on the list of people allowed into the science facility. Ah, the perks of her new Tethys job, and she was all the closer to finding answers about the serum. Having back-up names in her pocket? That always helped.
But none of that showed on her face. Oh, no, she was just a lush smile, entertained, vain and hedonistic. Harmless, really, for an egg hunt, and very, very good at the façade when she chose to be. And until she decided if he was trustworthy? That was the plan.
Of course, plans didn't always go as, well, as planned.
"I was born ready," she replied when he asked, mossy-green eyes lined cat's eye and fearless. She looked when he asked which route they should take, and she pretended to give it her complete attention. "Well, let's see," she began. But the rain? The rain started before she even finished her sentence. And Cat? Cat chuckled. It was just a little rain, and who was scared of that? She glanced over at him, those green eyes alight with challenge, because she expected him to him to beg off. As she stood there, the wind whipped fiercely against her hair, and what had been a pleasant breeze, well, it seemingly changed directions. The voices around them, their fellow egg hunters? Nothing at all, silence, and she assumed the wind's moaning drowned them out. "Let's head toward Main," she finally suggested, loudly. "The buildings will shield us from the wind." She grinned. "If worse comes to worst? We can duck into the bar and have a drink to wait it out." Logical, and she wouldn't even charge him. Because the rain was coming down in sheets now, stinging against the skin. And, alright, it was dark, but something was starting loom overhead, blocking out the clouds and dripping fat droplets to go along with that sleet.