Comments | transgenicprose: [Leon + Claire] And the day, the good times like sands slip through our fingers

mybrothersseekr in transgenicprose

[Leon + Claire] And the day, the good times like sands slip through our fingers

Jan 20, 2012 18:38

( And somewhere the reaper's counting out our hours, but it's all right )

claire, leon, lol false alarm, cue mission impossible music, tp can has more re people, dweon bot kennedy, redfields love their good deeds, otherwise useless npc kid: check, so much better than s.d. perry, respect his authoriteh, explosions are imminent, everyone remain calm, closed log, teeeaaaamwork!

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veteran_rookie January 25 2012, 23:50:20 UTC

The posting to the Secret Service had been mostly a fluke due to exemplary conduct in the face of Unusual and Extreme circumstances ( ... )

mybrothersseekr January 26 2012, 15:50:15 UTC

As predicted, Claire spent a good while just wandering, enjoying the sights and smells, a little bit of people-watching here and there -- just taking in anything and everything, and comfortably, grateful for the crowd and sight of people going about their everyday lives ( ... )

veteran_rookie January 26 2012, 17:26:43 UTC

"--it's fine, excuse-- Claire?"

Leon had raised his hands instinctively, catching the person who had come up against him so that they wouldn't fall and then already started away when the turtleneck and ponytail sank into his over-focused brain.

Her perfume, too. That was the same.

Not to mention the kid attached to her hip; Claire liked to pick up strays.

His momentum stopped. Leon knew that the situation in the basement-- whatever it may be-- was more important than a reunion; the resulting argument in his head was a short one. "There's a situation downstairs." Situation could only mean one thing between them, and it gave Claire the choice. If the kid was hers (somehow, who knew, maybe a friend's?) she could clear out. Or she could come with. Even though she wasn't part of his team, technically a civilian...

Leon played to up everyone's chances of survival. The rules were secondary. Either way, he rested on the balls of his feet, ready to move.

mybrothersseekr January 26 2012, 17:54:25 UTC

Claire first had to recover from her loss of balance, then finding it again, then the familiar face -- she hadn't even smiled a reflexive happy-to-see-you smile when Leon spoke again, and that froze her expression early in its tracks.

She stared at him for a long split-second -- but aside from his face and poise being utterly sincere, she knew Leon wasn't the kind to kid around like that.

What she didn't know was just how bad a situation it was, how big, anything -- but he was here, and it only took her another split-second to choose.

Setting the girl down, Claire brushed her hair back with a still-friendly face and gave her a gentle push back towards the mother -- who hadn't noticed the brief exchange at all.

Claire turned back to Leon with an expression considerably hard in comparison, her eyes set. "I'll go with you." Details or not, she couldn't -- wouldn't just stay here, not when he was going right on ahead. If there was a better use for her, she'd trust him to tell her -- but as it was, she couldn't go on like nothing was

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