Lindsey McDonald (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} stopitevilhand) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wariscoming,@ 2010-05-13 13:05:00 |
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What: Reunions
When: After Eve's post.
Where: Cafe Random
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete
The last time he'd seen Eve, he'd been following Lorne to the elevators, ready to go do battle with the Sahrvin. He remembered the worried look on her face, the concerns she had brought up earlier in the conversation. Lindsey had laughed at her worry, thinking she didn't know Angel as well as him. He needed the allies, so he'd play him fair. Then he'd come back for her. He'd believed that up until the trigger had been pulled twice and he fought for his life. Now, it was like getting a second chance.
He'd written the address on his palm, unable to find paper in his tiny apartment. It wasn't too far, a place he remembered as the coffee being too expensive for him to afford on a regular basis. The trek took about twenty minutes, making him wish not for the first time that he could afford some kind of vehicle.
He glanced through the window as he passed, looking for Eve. The quick glimpse didn't give him much so he pushed through the door, nearly hitting an older gentlemen with a Styrofoam cup and a bag. Lindsey ignored the grumbling shot his way as he finally located her. He wound his way through the tables, a grin appearing as he approached her. "Aren't you a sight for sore eyes."