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Tweak says, "YEAH!!"

Katherine Athena (oceantoocean) wrote in we_float,
@ 2010-05-21 22:37:00

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character: alistair icenhour, character: katherine athena, plot: sympathy for the devil

Who: Alistair Icenhour and Katherine Athena.
What: Conversations and further strategy.
When: Saturday, May 22, 2096
Where: Waiting for the Interurban, Fremont, Seattle
Status: Closed; in progress

"Well." Katherine said as she came to a full stop in front of the four statues. "That's something, isn't it?" Her arms, still clutching the notes from a brief meeting with the mayor, pressed her notebook up against her chest without even thinking about it. To protect her heart.

"Waiting for the Interurban" was what someone had titled the work of public art so many years ago that even Katherine, who studied her city's history carefully, knew little about it. It had become an institution--four stone figures standing, on which the public draped clothing and changed outfits at will. However the figures had changed. Someone had sewn on extra limbs into some of the outfits, added lumps of stone to the heads... in short, they were jokers.

"You don't have to stare," a teenage girl stopped and told them, plucking a headphone out of her ear for a moment. "It's been like that since Wednesday." She snapped a piece of gum and rolled her eyes. "I think they shoulda added something more dramatic. Like maybe the Troll." Before Katherine could get more words out of her mouth, the girl had stepped back on a board and let the air hover her down the street.

"Wednesday," Katherine repeated, stepping a little closer.

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theseainsideme
2010-05-31 05:42 pm UTC (link)

It was strange to be in Katherine's kitchen, joking over this of all matters. He'd never imagined theirs to be a friendship - it was certainly too personal to be an acquaintance, but it never had the casual co-existence of friends. But right now came very close to it, he thought. Very strange.

He drained the glass she'd given him and set it into the sink. "Well, at any rate. I guess I should get started," Alistair said, doing up the buttons on his sleeves and gathering up the bandages.

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	oceantoocean 2010-05-31 05:49 pm UTC (link)
	"Yes," she agreed, slipping back into the mask. It was strange how ill it seemed to fit now. "I suppose that you should." Katherine began to clear up the mess that she'd left, returning the kitchen to its neutral state. She paused then, looking him in the eye. "Thank you, Alistair. For everything." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	theseainsideme 2010-05-31 05:57 pm UTC (link)
	"I wouldn't thank me yet," he said, as he generally did when being thanked in advance. It seemed particularly pertinent now, when he was likely going to get Katherine at least arrested, at most killed. "I'll need a ride back - I took a cab in this morning." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	oceantoocean 2010-05-31 06:11 pm UTC (link)
	"Of course, let me get my keys." Katherine walked back over to where she'd left her purse. Leaning down, she slipped her shoes back on. The sense of exhilaration hadn't left yet. She knew that it was false hope, to think that Alistair was going to be able to manage the storm that was coming, and yet- she looked forward to its arrival. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

theseainsideme
2010-05-31 06:19 pm UTC (link)

He walked back to the living room and slid his jacket on, providing just that much more bulk to bury the line of his uncovered arms.

Alistair wondered if this part was going to be in the history books: a series of seemingly crackpot schemes hatched in a kitchen. He needed help, he knew, and that would be the first step. Tracking down assistance.

He patted his pocket for his own house keys and nodded that he was ready to go. To be deployed. Insanity.

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