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Tegan | Seven of Clubs | HoC

[graceandwit]

[All versions. No sexy stuff for bb!Tegan.]

1, just 'cause

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Ethan had no problem with heights. Nor being stuck at the very top of a Ferris Wheel; he actually liked being up high enough to see out over everything. Plus, there was a reprieve from the sweltering summer heat up here, the breeze was nice and cool, particularly for someone voluntarily wearing long sleeves.

The only problem was the other occupant in the damned car. He'd not really been paying attention when the huckster hustled another passenger in and imagine his surprise to see Tegan, of all breathing humans, seated next to him. And there was no fucking way out. Unless he managed to climb down the axles, which, come to think of it, wouldn't really be that hard.

Thus far, he'd managed to keep his mouth shut, face averted and attention riveted anywhere but here. And now...they were stuck. At the top. Joy.

And now we see how long they can ignore each other.

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This is the first night out she's had in weeks. Ever since the Dafydd thing went awry she'd been making an effort to bury herself in as much paperwork as humanly possible - and, given the state of the HR department, there was plenty to spare - but Evan and Elani had taken it upon themselves to rescue her.

Clearly she should've just barred the door.

There's a pool going, I'm SURE.

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A gust of wind caught the car and sent it a-swing, but Ethan didn't mind. It was a bit exhilarating, that. He staunchly refused to make it swing more; God knew he didn't need a bitchy lecture tonight. Declán and Urania had practically drug him from his desk earlier - well, Urania had; Chives had merely stood back and Disapproved.

So here he was, stuck at the top of the Ferris Wheel with his current nemesis. But stubbornness refused to give in, so he simply slipped a blade from a hidden pocket and fell to cleaning his fingernails with the tip, just that bored.

Not the only one, I'm sure.

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Always with the knives, she thinks. Though she bites back the remark in favour of taking in the view.

It's a pity they hadn't had anything like this around when they were kids. She, at least, would have enjoyed it.

y so srs kids? /siiiigh

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A sword was a bit conspicuous, particularly one long enough to do any sort of significant damage. Hand and a half blades were just oversize knives, so honestly. Finishing with his manicuring, Ethan slipped the blade back into his sleeve and sat back in the car with a long sigh, head tipped back slightly and eyes closed, letting the breeze run fingers through his hair.

God, he needed about six hours of this. Or another mission to remote places where he wasn't buried under avalanches of paper.

And then, for whatever reason, they'll get stuck up there. Fun times, everyone. Fun times.

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Paperwork: the true test of the upper tier. It was enough to make one wonder just how the Face Cards managed it.

She pulled a battered pack of cigarettes out of her jacket pocket, taking one before offering it to him.

HOLY GUACAMOLE BATMAN A PEACE OFFERING WAT DIS

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The rustle of the cellophane caught his ears first, Ethan opening his eyes to see the pack of smokes in her hand. An eyebrow shot up in pure reflex and a sharp retort scathed his tongue but he managed to bite it before uttering that idiocy.

He knew better than to take it, but fuck. If she wanted to kill him, she'd stick a knife in his gut, not poison a cigarette. Sieben, on the other hand... Ethan grunted quietly and pulled one from the pack, digging in his jacket for a lighter.

SOMEONE NEEDS TO BE THE BIGGER PERSON HERE CLEARLY.

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There was something to be said for the direct approach. Alexander, at least, seemed to favour it - though this was one of the few things that they would ever agree on.

God, she missed Andrew. She missed not having to walk on eggshells the whole goddamn time.

OH RIGHT, RIDE THAT HORSE, TEGAN. HE TRIED ONCE REMEMBER? DINNA WORK SO WELL.

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He lit his smoke, inhaling sweet fire, then passed over the lighter for her to take if she wanted it. Bad habit, this, but then so was sitting up every night of the damned week swilling expensive bourbon and making paper airplanes out of reports due to upper management by the next morning.

Ethan exhaled a cloud of white, staring off at the tiny lights way to the horizon. And finally broke the night's silence.

"Thanks."

OH PLEASE WAS THAT BEFORE OR AFTER HE THREW A CHAIR AT HER?

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She'd been smoking since she was fourteen. She wasn't about to stop now, bad habit or no - though with the way Frankie had been carrying on lately she'd had to be sneakier about it.

"Bitte sehr."

AFTER AND HE THREW THE CHAIR AT THE DOOR, THX.

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Idly wondering if Bon Jovi was the correct music to be running through his head right now, Ethan just kept his smirk to himself and shook his head slightly. Because the lyrics absolutely fit this insane situation.

Unfortunately, it wasn't one he was any good at, and when in doubt, prudence suggested one keep one's mouth shut. And Ethan was all out of shovels.

...They have the most fucked up not-friendship ever, for reals.

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This would be the time that the Ferris Wheel makes one of those unpleasant creaking noises - the kind of creaking noise that one really doesn't want to hear, particularly while enjoying an oddly peaceful (if entirely surreal) situation.

She peers over the side, frowning. What the fuck was going on now?

The unassailable force meets the immovable object ALL THE TIME.

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The metallic whining just caused Ethan to snort, still smoking nonchalantly. He flicked ashes over the side, resisting the urge to roll his eyes; so cheesy, these antiquated things.

"I doubt it'll fall," he remarked blandly. Besides, if it did, it'd be a helluva last ride.

Something's bound to give eventually.

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With the way things had been going lately, she wouldn't bet on it. And she had Noah to think about now.

"Figures."

And it will be TITANIC when it does.

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That made him scoff aloud. Ethan cut her a glance, but turned away just as quickly.

"What, you want it to fall?"