@Lenered
Dove heard faint shouts from below and rammed the door open, "Roman we're under goddamn attack!"
Dove heard faint shouts from below and rammed the door open, "Roman we're under goddamn attack!"
(I have to go, low battery)
(Alright, seeyah.)
(bye) "Dove it's us!"
(yes)
(I'm going to be gone for 3/30-4/7, cuz I'm going to Disney-world. Feel free to carry on with my characters, but I might get on at night and on the mornings. Just wanted to give you a heads up.)
Dove smiled, "Laima?"
(Alright.)
Yeon appeared by Laima’s side. “I’m here too! Now, how about we get the hell out of this place and grab some coffee, dulce corazón?” He said, easily switching into Spanish.
"I second that!" Laima said. "Alright, we're coming to get you." she said, turning around. Dove's voice seemed to be coming from up the regal stairs, probably, and Laima moved to sprint up the stairs, clutching her taser just in case.
Dove whipped around to meet Roman's gaze. He smiled. "You should go down. I prefer to keep an aura of mystery."
“Let’s just both take a floor, okay? I’ll take the basement,” Yeon says, loading his pistol.
Roman disappeared into the shadows of the room and Dove headed downstairs, "Laima?"
“Damn, sweatheart, what’s it take to get acknowledged by you?” Yeon complained in a playful tone, and he chucked, crossing his arms.
"No idea." Dove reached the bottom of the stairs and raised an eyebrow, "Sweetheart?"
“That an issue? You never complained before,” Yeon jokes, winking at her.
Dove rolled her eyes, "We're co-workers. I chose people outside of the Crygs because I wouldn't mind seeing them die. Remember that."
“Yeah, good luck with that. I won’t be dead for a long time.” Yeon shrugged loosely, still having a sly smile.
"You'll probably be dead in the first five minutes." Dove tossed her hair and walked over to Laima.
“I really doubt it.” He chuckled, looking around the room.
"Hey, at least pretend you'd save me if it comes to that!" Laima said, pouting. "Anyway. Did that Roman guy just let you leave? I didn't think he'd want you anywhere near Yeon." she said, turning around and securing the powder-filled tube back on her waist.
Yeon laughed at that and murmured to himself, “Tengo una bala esperando a ese bastardo.” He stuffed his gun back into the waistband of his pants and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Riiight." Laima said, her eyebrows raised at Yeon's Spanish. "So we going or nah?"
Dove nodded, "Oh yeah." she turned towards Yeon, "Roman doesn't like you."
“Obviously. And it’s adorable that you think I care,” Yeon said, chuckling softly.
"It's adorable that you called me sweetheart when I'm not interested." Dove smirked and walked out the door, "Hurry up Laima, we got a book to burn!"
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