Micah won't drown in the (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} downpour) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} rooms,@ 2015-02-03 18:02:00 |
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Who: Louis & Micah
What: A meeting
Where: Gotham City: The Monarch Theater
When: After this
Warnings/Rating: None to speak of
His mother had told him many years ago that if things seemed too good to be true, they likely were. Logically, he knew this to be the fact, and that he should be wary, but some sort of baser need had him wanting to believe that she wasn't setting him up in a trap for the others. That combination of wanting to believe her and also being wary had him arriving to the theater as soon as he could, clothes in dark things with his ever-present cane in one hand. There were people milling about, a show having just let out, but it wasn't as easy to blend in as he would have liked given the cane. But still he tried, sticking to the exterior of the building where the shadows gathered. He wanted to see her, first, to see her before he approached her. He was also keeping an eye out for any of the others. Louis. Neil. Cris (even if his knowledge of Cris' appearance was limited to those photographs he had taken of Louis).
But he didn't see any of them, not even Sam, so he pressed back against the wall and he waited.