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The Insider (inside_mind) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-21 23:28:00

Entry tags:

!complete, day 12, insider, location: underground tunnels, remy lebeau, the doctor (ten)

Day 12: 2nd Meeting
Who: Insider & Remy LeBeau [open to The Doctor at some point maybe?]
What: 2nd Meeting
When: 1pm
Where: The tunnels under the gas station
Rating: TBD
Status: Complete

It wasn't as easy to make it into the tunnels in the daylight. It required some sort of diversion because there was no way someone wouldn't notice the Insider creeping away from the group. Especially not with the perception that had been given as to the nature of the injuries suffered during the earthquake. It was difficult too to climb down the ladder once privacy had been attained and the trap door opened into the floor of the back room of the building. Injuries were still evident even if not as severe as they'd been played out to be.

In the alcove down two turns away from the ladder, the Insider found and donned the shapeless black jacket. Slipping the mask and night vision goggles from inside the pockets, they were slid into place and adjusted to ensure no hair or any other distinguishing features were evident. The Insider didn't trust Remy not to be there with a light of some sort this time. Now that things had been planned in advance through the journals. It was a risk to go and see him but that was something the Insider was willing to deal with.

Creeping through the darkness was a chore as the medication for pain wore slowly off. It would have been better had this taken place after medication rounds but there was no helping it. The gas station was close by and the Insider stopped short, waiting and listening around the bend from the suggested rendez-vous spot. Breath was held for a long moment before finally speaking in the low, growl of the previous meeting. "Cajun man. Charmer. Are you there?"

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fromgallifrey
2009-06-22 01:05 am UTC (link)

"I'd be lying if I said I was surprised," the Doctor responded in a turnabout reaction to the Insider and their feigned attempt at being wounded. "Slither back into your hole."

His hands were balled into fists inside his pockets. Deep and well hidden. He wasn't going to justify the unknown figure with any more banter. He didn't want to hear another word come out of that vocal modulator. Not one more syllable.

He wasn't needed for anything more here. He didn't need to taunt or defend or chastise. The meeting had gone exactly as he suspected, with the cowardly Insider slinking down the corridor into the dark. To go hide, no doubt.

Turning on a heel, the Doctor was walking in the opposite direction. If Remy wanted to get burned, that would be his decision.

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ace_of_clubs
2009-06-22 01:14 am UTC (link)

"Attendez!" That was called after the Doctor, and Gambit was taking those few quick seconds to draw all the light out of the walls and back into his hand, letting the fire light the way now, instead, and he was jerking forward and reaching out to grab hold of the Insider's arm and haul back, to get them away from the flames and into the safety of the now-darkened tunnel. "Revenu, Docteur. Vous ne pouvez pas juste vous éloigner." Oh yes he could, and he was just walking away. But Gambit was turning wider eyes onto the Insider, still gripping tightly to that black bicep, then his left hand swept up, grabbing hold of the bottom of the mask (no worry about the goggles, as they'd been removed earlier) and he was pulling it up and off in a fluid movement. "Initié."

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