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basic_powers) wrote2011-07-06 11:23 pm
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Seattle Summer Showoff
As they exist from the narrow door of the linen closet for his apartment, Dinah will see two doors down the hallway to her left. One has a biohazard sign hanging from it, and the other is part-way open, enough that one can see the window and bed inside. There's a couple of photos hanging from the wall, one of Beauford and a blonde young woman laughing with the lights of a carnival in the twilight background, and one with Beauford and a reddish-brown haired man in a repurposed tan flightsuit, grinning in front of a college graduation ceremony.
To her right, she'll see that Beauford was infact not exaggerating at all about the shoebox size of his apartment's kitchen, as there is only a tiny island seperating it from the small living room. There's a well-used black futon and coffee table with a little black laptop on top of magazines and comic books. Against the wall there's a shelf with a flatscreen tv, several videogame consoles and a dvd/bluray player. Light filters through the curtain outside and Dinah can likely see the door out of the apartment with three bicycles hanging from hooks beside it on the wall, and pannier bags for the bikes hung with coats and hats from the coat rack.
It doesn't take much guessing to figure out that the blue and gunmetal bike is Beauford's from the homemade welds and adjustments given to it.
"Welcome to my humble bachelor pad...I'd give you the tour but this is pretty much it."
To her right, she'll see that Beauford was infact not exaggerating at all about the shoebox size of his apartment's kitchen, as there is only a tiny island seperating it from the small living room. There's a well-used black futon and coffee table with a little black laptop on top of magazines and comic books. Against the wall there's a shelf with a flatscreen tv, several videogame consoles and a dvd/bluray player. Light filters through the curtain outside and Dinah can likely see the door out of the apartment with three bicycles hanging from hooks beside it on the wall, and pannier bags for the bikes hung with coats and hats from the coat rack.
It doesn't take much guessing to figure out that the blue and gunmetal bike is Beauford's from the homemade welds and adjustments given to it.
"Welcome to my humble bachelor pad...I'd give you the tour but this is pretty much it."
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"Well now......looks like our mystery metawoman is watching in the crowd." Uplink's amusement if palpalble over the comm frequency. "Someone want to give her a thank you?"
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"Whom shall I make it out to?" 84 says with a hint of teasing in her voice.
Alterity is a brief blur around the cute brunette, who coincidentally had been following Beauford, before he reappears next to Sentinal. Dinah likely felt something slipped into her back pocket and when she looks it's a business card which has an 888 number printed on one side and a brief, hand written note on the other which reads:
"Thanks for you help with big and ugly. If you even need help or are interested in joining a team, give us a call. ~A"
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Dinah says, as soon as the familiar slipstream of a speedster brushes by. When she realises what happened and pulls out the card, she laughs out loud to herself and tucks it into a more secure pocket.
She's already got a team, thanks.
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The i and period are hearts...some habits are hard to break.
"Did you happen to get any good pictures of the fight?" She knows Uplink with have more than enough for the website but it's the best excuse she can come up with to keep talking with him.
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"I know there was an older woman who was badly shaken up, but she was with Emergency Care out of the range of the fight when I last saw her."
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Dinah clears her throat, looks right and left, and whistles a couple of notes.
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There's one last look at 84 before Beauford turns towards Dinah, and starts just a little...then smiles wryly.
"...er...I'd better get going, sounds like my cousin's getting impatient to get back home."
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"See you back at base, I'll have team dinner started." Hat Trick replies, stepping up to kiss the side of Crusade's helmet before disappearing into the shadow as well.
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Happens to just have something on his mind right now, and being tired from all the running doesn't much help.
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She doesn't need to say anything.
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".......what a day...."
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"I had a great time."
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"..got to meet 84 though.."
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"...yeah...yeah she does, doesn't she?"
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"Has she been leading the team long?"
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