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// Just dropping in to say hello I'm alive. I've been struggling creatively lately so the need for a good long break is needed. So the hiatus is still definitely in effect for honestly I'm not sure how long.
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Courtney’s humorless smile didn't waver. Lucy's skepticism was entirely expected—it was what had kept her alive—and her refusal to drop the gun yet simply confirmed her professionalism. The reference to cannibals was bleakly familiar; in this world, trust was a luxury only the dead could afford.
"Mutual agreement to survive, yes," Courtney confirmed, her voice smooth and steady. She didn't dispute the "dead weight" comment, understanding that Lucy's survival was paramount. "I'm offering a partnership where we each hold our own weight, and where we watch each other's six, nothing more."
She nodded once, acknowledging the proposed terms. "One condition. Mutual drop on three. That is fair. And sensible. I'm not here for a firefight."
When Lucy asked about her name, Courtney allowed a flicker of cold amusement in her eyes. "I know your name because the people who track people like us—the people who hunt valuable skills—have very good files. You're known for being fast, thorough, and having an unfortunate tendency to leave a significant body count."
She stepped back, distancing herself slightly to give the space required for the agreement. "You can call me Courtney. And let's not waste any more time giving those remaining hunters a chance to catch up with us." She slowly raised her hands a few inches from her sides, making sure her movements were deliberate and visible. "Three, Lucy. Don't flinch."
"One."
Skepticism was a required skill. She wouldn't be alive without it. A skill she had since childhood, since even before the outbreak began. Trusting others was a luxury she was never afforded. The rare few she had either had betrayed her, died or were.... Well that one she still didn't know. She was still working on answers for that one.
"Well at least you're honest about that. Most try to play the friend card." Unsuccessfully so. Either they were naive or ready to screw her over. She wasn't afraid to leave others behind if she had to. But it didn't mean trust was completely out of the question for her. It just had to be worked hard for. "Okay. I suppose I can get behind that. I mean there's still hunters out there - enemy of my enemy is my strategic ally."
"Glad you're in agreement." It still isn't fully clear Lucy is gonna abide by it. But she wouldn't have offered the suggestion if she hadn't at least considered it.
A scoff. So people had been watching her, she wasn't sure how she felt about that. But she couldn't deny her reputation was kind of her own fault. "Well you know how it is out here. Typically it tends to kill or be killed, you can't afford to take too many chances. I'd like to say they all deserved it but well... You know how it is."
She still had standards though. Tending to be more compassionate to the genuine folk out there and she would never harm a child. Never. "Courtney.... Alright Courtney. Drop on three and then we have our truce." And she counted down with Courtney slowly and surprising herself she took a chance - trusting Courtney's word. Holstering her gun and taking a beat.
It seemed she had a new ally.
At the sound of Maggie's voice, Benn couldn't help but let a small curse under her breath. She froze for a moment to think of what to say to her girlfriend. Though a smile appeared at the word, it had been months, but she still loved hearing that. She licked her lips and turned to look at Maggie. She didn't want to ruin the moment.
Taking a deep breath when she saw Maggie, she can't help but let her breath get caught in her chest. Seeing Maggie like this, messy hair and looking like that. Benn smiled as she crawled back into bed and kissed her on the cheek. Maybe if she gave enough kisses that Maggie would forget?
"Mmhm." Was her only reply as she pulled Maggie closer for a hug.
Hair is sticking up in multiple places as Maggie wakes up. Still groggy from the deep sleep she'd crashed into. She was still very unaware of the phone call that she'd just missed. Instead enamoured by her girlfriend in the morning light.
She has no intention of getting up just yet. Especially now she had company once more. Smiling at the kiss and the hug, Maggie snuggles into her Benn's chest with a broad smile. Eyes slipping closed again.
"So how long do we have till we need to leave? Because well... I really don't wanna move."
Then that same familiar phone chime breaks the silence again. Way to break the moment.
"Eugh... Do you think they'll forgive me if I let it go to voicemail?" A pause. She knew the answer... Probably not. And well she had no idea the call she would be answering would well... Contain some questions she didn't expect.
"I don't really believe in fate-- things will work out the way they will, or people like us get in the middle of it," his mouth curls, a little sheepish, because Bucky knows as much as he tries to stay out of it.....he doesn't do very good at it. Steve also doesn't help.
"But maybe you were needed here. Least it wasn't hell-world that you ended up in."
"Can't say I do either. People make their choices, and choices have consequences... Good or bad. We just try to figure it out along the way." At least that's how Maggie was tackling everything thrown at her. The good and the bad. Including this insane situation.
"That's a nice way to think about it. And true it could have been a lot worse. Of all the universes I could have ended up in, I'm glad it was this one."
Aedan knows she's probably ok now but he wouldn't be a very good companion if he didn't keep an eye on her, he knew how easy it could be to tell yourself to keep going even if your body needed the rest.
"Alright, I'll lead on, stay close behind me." He commands as he leads, if they run in to trouble he could shield them.
Ilidaria appreciates her friend's worry and concern. Honestly she was sure that they probably both could do with a good long rest. But they had a job to do.
"Alright, I'll follow your lead." Ilidaria followed after Aedan, axe drawn ready for anymore trouble they may face.
He smiled at her. He was happy to see the hope back in her eyes. That hope in her brought joy in him. He wanted so desperately for her to be happy and feel like she could be herself. He loved all of who she is.
"I don't know any of them personally, but your grandfather does. He has worked with the X-Men in the past. There is a school called the Xavier school that teachers children and teens how to use their abilities. He knows the founder. Would you be interested in the school? Or if your not we could at least visit and meet other kids with powers."
Maggie had always tried to remain hopefully. It was one of her most honest qualities. But she couldn't lie, living with this secret had been hard for her. So now being given this chance to have somewhere safe that she could be herself. Well that... That was something.
"The X-Men, yeah I've heard of them. Grandpa told me some of the stories over the years. That's the one that Professor Xavier runs right?" A pause at the question. "The school? Like I could go there as a student?... I thought it was more of a safe haven for mutants. Would they be okay with it?"
Steve listened intently. He knew every detail could be critical and that each piece of information could help his granddaughter.
"What do you know about this gang he had you look into?" Steve asked. "I would think we should start them. You had information on them and were trying to pass that information along, they would have the most to gain by framing you."
Honestly Maggie had to really focus to remember every detail. Everything had happened so fast, the whole thing a total blur. It was one thing to solve a mystery but having the whole world hunting her too... Well it made things a complicated mess. Sure she knew running made her look guilty.
But she couldn't get answers from a prison cell.
"Not much, just that they were dangerous. That they'd been stealing and buying up all kinds of weapons and technology off the black market. Most talked about them in whispers, anyone who knew anything at them well... Either they've disappeared or ended up dead." A pause. "I tried going back to the club, but when I got there there were police cars everywhere. Something about a shoot out, just two groups taking out each other. But it had to be them covering their tracks."
Reaching into her pocket she brings out a key, the keychain tag on it is faded and well worn. "I did find this though on one of the bodies the police hadn't found yet. I have no idea what it opens. It looks like it has a tag to it but the writing is so faded I can't read it."
She hands it to Steve. The only last little lead she had and she didn't even know where to take it. "Any ideas? Cause I am fresh out."
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And lead the way she does. "I brought snacks because.... well I don't know how long we're going to be here," they say honestly, "Or how hungry I'm going to get." They had been too nervous to eat before this, but the appetite would return when they got bored.
Carefully she crouches down, settling into place. Shit, maybe she should have brought a mat, or blanket or something. At least she had knee pads.
Maggie follows closely after them, the duffel bag with all the goodies swinging from her shoulder. "Well every good stakeout needs good snacks." It didn't hurt to make sure they kept their energy up. And well it could at least help pass the time.
Spot reached, Maggie settles down the bag and starts quietly setting up the equipment. It would probably be some time till they encountered anyone, may as well pass the time. "So... I'm guessing this isn't your first stakeout. How many have you done?"
@inkedstone // cont.
Now Charlie's rolling her eyes. At least she tried. She'd been told she was a bit too serious when it came to focussing on work. So she'd tried and horribly failed at cracking a terrible joke.
Luckily she's not too wounded by her reaction.
"It took you that long to catch on?" Charlie just blinks at Iffy and shrugs. "Alright well I tried something, and I won't be doing that again..." A pause and back to business. She was better at that anyway. Right forget that. Let's focus on this intel I found for you."
Courtney let the silence stretch for a moment after Lucy's refusal, her expression remaining perfectly unreadable. She hadn't expected agreement, nor had she expected peace; she expected the resistance, the cynicism, and the thinly veiled threat. Lucy was exactly who the reports claimed: cautious, skilled, and utterly unwilling to be played. It was a refreshing change from the usual desperate easy marks she encountered. She watched as Lucy's gaze darted around, assessing the room, her attention a sharp, physical thing that never quite settled.
A slow, humorless smile finally touched Courtney's lips. "Do I? I'm sure you have," she conceded, her voice low and even, devoid of any attempt to sound sympathetic or friendly. "But I’m not here to exploit you. I'm here because I'm better than your current company, and I can offer you better protection and better odds." She shifted her weight slightly, a small movement that didn't diminish the solid confidence she projected. "And you're right, I did notice the gun. It's a nice piece. And you're fast. That's why I'm here, Lucy."
"We're not going to be bonding over campfire stories," Courtney continued, her eyes holding Lucy's with unwavering intensity. "But we are going to survive. You and I, we're two of a kind in this world, and that kind of skill shouldn't be wasted on fighting hunters for scraps. You know I'm not a threat to you, not unless you make me one. I'll drop mine when you drop yours. Don't think about it too long; the offer expires when my patience does."
Lucy doesn't drop her gun for a second. In this world it was too easy to put your trust in the wrong person and lose everything. And Lucy couldn't die yet. She still had someone she needed to find. Even if he was gone... She needed the truth. No matter how painful. Eyes dart around, seeing if Courtney truly is alone.
But even Lucy knew there was value in allies. Even if it was just to make ends meet for a few days and move on. "Plenty of times. Last person who tried to talk about peace was someone who enjoyed snacking on people in their spare time. So forgive me if I'm skeptical." A pause as she eyes up Courtney. "My last company was dead weight. It's just me now. Only me." Lucy had used a few to reach her goals. Not that they didn't do the same in return. Her last travelling companions recently biting it by the hunters she'd narrowly escaped.
"So you're talking more of a mutual agreement to get out of here alive." Maybe it wouldn't hurt. There were still some hunters out there and if this was a trap... Well she could just blow her head off later. "Okay, fine I'll bite. But on one condition we both drop our guns on the count of three. Sound fair?"
Another pause.
"How do you know my name? Err-- what exactly do I call you?" Lucy had a reputation. Had she previously run into someone Courtney knew? She'd travelled with all sorts briefly over the years. Mercenaries, survivors, fireflies - hell she'd even tried being a hunter once. Perhaps someone had tipped Courtney off about her? If that was the case this could either work in her favour or go very very bad.
@held-heart // cont.
"Only if you're not on the receiving end of it." Maggie mused. She wasn't gonna hear the end of it if they both got in trouble. But she couldn't leave Sophia on this alone.
"Well if this crime gang you found is a genuine threat we need more information. Sure we could rush in but maybe let's play this smart." Maggie knew she couldn't talk, recklessness was in her nature. But with Sophia here, she felt more cautious. "Let's do recon first before we jump into anything that'll get us in trouble."
“Holy crap, you look like hell.” ( Courtney to Lucy )
"Gee thanks I hadn't noticed." Lucy doesn't even look up from where she is cradling her throbbing head in her hands. The close run in with hunters had left her bruised and bloodied. She hadn't meant to get so easily overwhelmed but then they had mentioned him.
A description on a man that sounded exactly like who she had been looking for. Her brother...
She hadn't told Courtney. Maybe because part of her was afraid if she spoke it out loud she cursed it - that lead she'd been given was nothing more than false hope. But it left her with a lot to think about.
Well maybe once she'd actually tended to her injuries.
