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Slow approach as she watched Raven examine some documents. Her rifle pressed to her back.
' Got you ... Hands up. Now. You're coming with me. '
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A shift and gaze as she entered a building. Her rifle in hand as she raised a flashlight. A small groan passing her lips as she shifted her head back and forth.
' Where are you ... '
Heading up the stairs she was prepared. Tranquilizers if need be ...
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The recent collapse of hextech had left the cities shipping in disarray, things were slipping through the cracks.
Raven was on her way to find a travel manifest to see what transport would be heading out in the roads, and which were worth intercepting.
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Taking her hand. A soft kiss would be ensued upon it. Walking into the restaurant she would close her eyes. Heading into the restaurant.
' Is there a table you desire? Or perhaps would you prefer the bar? '
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Bellona would be only a little distance away, checking if this was indeed the restaurant.
She had clearly changed clothes, from her more tunic like dress from before she was now adorned in a black and red dress fitting to her form.
She approached Caitlyn her car, extending her hand.
”Glad to see you made it perfectly on time.”
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Rifle in hand she trailed the streets. Her gaze shifted back and forth ... The infamous bandit @FearAndFeathers supposedly within the area. And now? Cait was convinced to bring her to justice. No matter the cost ...
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Lowering her rifle. She pinched the bridge of her nostrils and placed a hand against her hip.
' Violet? And why exactly are you in the midst of an active crime scene? Let me guess lost your temper and beat a man half to death? '
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7 on the dot. A car arrived at the restaurant in question. Getting out of it was the captain. She would run a hand through her hair with a soft huff.
“ I hope she's on time ... Nothing irks me more than a delay. ”
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Bellona carried a more joyfull expression in turn.
She purposefully walked over tapping the name plate herself.
'Caitlyn, i am Bellona. It will be a pleasure to properly meet you later... i am never late"
She nodded her head politely before heading to exit the room, parts of her hair beginning to glow as her own enthusiasm about success was shown.
She exited the room with a confident strut and a glance around the city, setting out to see it with however much time she had left.
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There wasn't a single bit of amusement on her face. A small sigh as she would extend a card out.
' A sushi spot that owes me a dinner ... Be there by seven. Oh and before you run along ... '
She tapped the name plate on her desk and sat back.
「𝐂𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐘𝐍」
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"If you worry that i am spying on you, what better moment to interrogate than me than over dinner...?"
She tried to put on the appearance of a smile, she did a little joyfull tap on the hilt of her rapier almost like she was following a joyfull melody.
"Do you have a recommendation for a place, i will pay"
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' The more you talk ... The more I worry if you're a spy. '
She would set a hand down against her desk. Taking her seat and sliding her hat off. Her hair within a messy bun as she looked tired upon Bell.
' Perhaps ... I could schedule something tonight. '
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"Well, you seemed like you know the city and it is hard to deny that you have a look about you that makes me want to know more... I don't know who you are."
She raised her hands a little defensively, looking up at the ceiling for just a moment before returning her look to Cait.
"But i would like to know every bit about you."
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She paused. Her eyes would shift to meet Bel as she stood up straight.
' You've met me for all of but 5 minutes and wish to take me on a date. Do you even know who I am? '
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”Fine, fine. I apalogize,bi understand your worry. And perhaps i took the wrong approach, i was trying...”
She let out a small heated breath, trying to pivot to being upfront.
”I was trying to work up to asking you out, but... i understand your worries. I will stop making your stress worse, it only hurts my chances.”
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' You could be working for one of the many gangs within the city walls. Opening up to a stranger leaves you vulnerable. Vulnerability means you can lose your life ... Do I make my stance clear that I am not in the mood to expose my stress or shall I escort you out? '
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”Personable stress? I hear a desire to release frustration. Yet i do not see you admitting to it. Say it, have it out of your system is what i suggest.
What harm could it do to air to a stranger?”
Bellona took a purposefull step back, her eyes half closing while she leaned further onto the wall and crossed her arms.
Her stance showing she was fine to be here a while.
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A hand raised as she would set it down. Her gaze would shift to meet that of the woman besides her.
' My stress is more personable. It is not about my job. Work is work ... One must keep a sharp mind. Besides ... You're merely a civilian. I can't share information. '
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"Truly, i appreciate the kind offer. But i am curious what has you so stressed now."
Bellona wandered next to the window, placing herself next to it while staring out her head tilting slowly to look at Caitlyn.
"Perhaps i can be the one to solve it? Arrogance aside, i am quite capable"