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[bradshawamy]

@diamondstolen liked for a starter!

Amy stared at the ceiling of the safehouse, lost in thought. She never could’ve imagined herself here, head in Lucy’s lap and sequestered away from the agency she’d worked for, but she found no complaint within her. Why was that? Amy was supposed to be perfect. Amy wasn’t supposed to feel this way towards other women, let alone Lucy Diamond. Oddly enough, for once, everything made sense.

“So,” Amy started, gaze moving to the woman above her. Her smile turned more playful then, and she never broke the other’s gaze. Janet had stopped spamming her — thank God — and she could just appreciate the current moment. “You said I could ask you anything. For, you know, research purposes. Two questions, then. One: is Diamond even your real last name? According to my studies, your father’s last name was Reynolds, so I can infer that you chose Diamond based on the Beatles song. Which leads me to my next question! Two: do you have a favorite song?”

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athletics .

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((Amy rolled a 7 in athletics! She has no bonus!))

Amy had hoped to impress Lucy by bridal carrying her across the threshold, and she managed to pull it off for all of five seconds. The second they got inside, she dropped her wife, and she winced as the other hit the floor. She certainly hadn’t meant to do that, and she scrambled to the floor almost immediately. Amy’s face flushed hot with embarrassment.

“Oh my God, I am so sorry! Are you okay? Are you hurt? What do I need to do to help?”

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insight .

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((Amy rolled a 6 in insight! With her +3 bonus, that's a 9 in insight!))

Lucy wouldn't have dragged her out to this museum for no reason, and Amy was still a little on alert as she flashed her pass to the relevant employee. She made a habit to visit once every month to check out the newest exhibits, and with her love of art, she often wished she could visit more frequently. That being said, she couldn't help but wonder if Lucy was here for a more sinister motive. Didn't she steal things? Didn't art count as something she'd stolen in the past?

"So…" Amy started, shoving the pass back into her purse once they were both granted admission. Why the thief hadn't been immediately flagged by some sort of security camera, she'd never know, but she enjoyed the company. She reached for Lucy's hand with a small smile on her face as she dragged her along. "Do you come here a lot? They try to change out the exhibits when they can."

[bradshawamy]

stealth

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((Amy rolled a 7 in stealth! With her +2 bonus, that's a 9 in stealth!))

Amy didn't know what she was trying to prove to Lucy, but she really hadn't done a great job of blending in. The lack of schoolgirl uniform helped out somewhat, but sitting here in the booth of the diner, she could hear whispers. She could feel stares, and her cheeks burned as she pretended to ignore them. Amy adjusted the small scarf she'd donned, yet it did next to nothing.

"Are you sure this is safe?" asked Amy, hoping her awkwardness didn't shine through. "I mean, someone could see us! Janet's been calling me non-stop. This isn't… you're sure no one recognizes you here? Or me?"

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078. at the edge of a cliff overlooking a large lake .

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Amy's legs dangled off the edge of the cliff, and she looked off into the sunset. Part of her wished she'd brought her sketchbook along to capture the view, but without coloring supplies of some sort, she didn't know how to properly capture it. She'd been here once before many years ago during the best week of her life, and coming back felt surreal. The waves had begun to eat away at the cliff, but it largely remained unchanged, and she grinned. They could travel the world together, but some part of Amy loved the familiarity of an old location.

"This is so pretty," she murmured, half to herself and half to her girlfriend. Amy leaned into Lucy's touch, closing her eyes. They'd come back to visit old friends, but they weren't on a time crunch. For now, they could simply just be here together. Before she could say anything more, her phone buzzed in her pocket with Janet's familiar ringtone. "I should probably answer that. She's been calling since we got here."

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043.   a building abandoned during construction .

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Amy was here on an assignment, and the view from their apartment just wasn't doing this place justice. Ever since her acceptance into the Barcelona Academy of Arts, she'd absorbed herself in her art once more. While she doubted she'd have time to sketch the entire building right now, she could get a headstart. Amy took a few steps closer to the building's right side to get a closer look.

Amy's pencil flowed freely over the smooth white paper, drawing each detail of one of the broken windows with care. Lucy's hand brushed Amy's free hand, yet she startled for a moment. Her pencil skittered across the sketchbook, and she smiled before grabbing it. She'd always loved the clean pages of a new sketchbook, and she closed it to focus on her girlfriend.

"If you want me to draw you, you can just say so," Amy teased. "I've done it before, but it's easier with a live reference. Well… sometimes. If the subject moves around too much, it can be tricky to get it just right. The lighting here isn't great, either, and I don't even know if we're supposed to be in this part of town right now. So… maybe that's a project for a later date. Sorry, am I rambling again? I feel bad. You didn't have to come with me if you didn't want to. I'll probably mostly be focused on this for now."

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019.   the shady bar of a noisy , dark club .

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"Okay, so you had one lousy blind date. It's not the end of the world," Amy encouraged, a soft smile on her lips.

Amy took a sip of her beer after that. She'd initially refused to even enter the building, but Janet needed to go to the bathroom, and then Lucy had pulled her in. It would've been impolite to leave, and besides, it'd reflect poorly on all of them if she had to call Max for help, and there was no way she was navigating those tunnels by herself. How would she even explain this? Research felt like a flimsy excuse, and when they were so close that Amy could notice every small detail about Lucy, she doubted it'd be a believable one.

"There's probably someone here who'd be interested in you, honestly, Lucy."

[bradshawamy]

❛ You keep looking at me like you want to kiss me, so why don’t you? ❜

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"Because I can't. Kiss you, I mean," Amy explained, running a hand nervously through her straight blonde hair.

Amy didn't outright deny it, didn't say 'I don't want to kiss you, didn't say 'because I don't like like you', and that was progress. Still, though, she couldn't like girls! Even if she could, she definitely couldn't like Lucy Diamond. Everything she stood for was in direct opposition to everything Amy fought for as a D.E.B., which meant they couldn't be together. Her gaze unwittingly flickered to Lucy's lips for, like, the millionth time, and she forced her eyes to snap back up.

"Look, Lucy, you're great and all - I mean, except for all the crime stuff - but I don't… I can't… I just broke up with my boyfriend, remember? Besides, even if I did like you like that, we couldn't be together. I'm a D.E.B., and you're a thief. It'd never work out."