SIREN'S PULL - contact.

[hostage]

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_“ Hey, it's me. Wait for the thing. _”

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[momchester]

No, but I have telekinesis.

You have something? Really?

[hostage]

Yeah. But you know a lotta these rich guys got Void guards.

[momchester]

That's what guns are for.

[hostage]

You're okay with that?

[momchester]

Anyone working for him?

Yeah.

[hostage]

Okay. You want me to come to your place?

[momchester]

Yeah. That'd be best. I can't disappear for very long without someone noticing.

[hostage]

Okay. I'll be there in like fifteen.

going to action or something yes

[momchester]

You move fast.

[With something like a smile in her voice.]

I remember that about you.

yes yes

[hostage]

'course. Can't leave a lady waiting.

[It helps that he always has a driver on call. He's at her apartment right when he said he'd be, knocking on the door.]

good :|

[momchester]

[She lets him in immediately, tersely chiding the cats for rushing his legs.]

Jesse. [Leaning in for a hug.]

[hostage]

[Jesse doesn't mind the cats. He draws Mary into a warm hug, holding onto her probably longer than he should.]

Hey, beautiful.

[momchester]

[Mary is even warmer, and holds on definitely longer than she should, and in leaning closer than is appropriate lets her cheek brush against his when they pull away.]

Hey, you.

[There's no "beautiful", but there is a moment of appreciating the color blue- before she breaks eye contact, and looks away.]

[hostage]

[His smile brightens when she looks at him like that, but he drops his gaze at the same moment she does.]

So, uh... You probably don't want me hanging around here too long, right?

[momchester]

Yeah, sorry...

[She steps back and runs a hand through her hair. The door closes on its own.]

Someone'll be home in a few hours, if Michael doesn't pop in by then.

[hostage]

Nah, it's no problem. I got places I should be, anyway. So, uh, you're still just looking for a way in and out, right?

[momchester]

Pretty much. Do you have anything? Flying or bending reality, or-?

[hostage]

Teleportation. It's a weird one, though. You gotta move through shiny things. Like mirrors or windows or like... well, anything that reflects.

[momchester]

[She considers it for a moment.]

Teleportation, huh? I like it. That's cool.

[hostage]

Yeah. You'll wanna practice a little before you move in on the place. It's totally trippy.

[momchester]

Give me the power and I'll practice now.

[hostage]

You're the boss.

[Instead of taking her hand like he does with his customers, he reaches up to stroke her cheek.]

[momchester]

[Her eyes slip closed at the gentle touch and without thinking, she moves forward to kiss him softly.]

[hostage]

[He returns the kiss, slow and sweet, with his fingers brushing back through her hair. Even though he breaks the kiss when the power transfer's complete, he remains close.]

There you go.

[momchester]

[Letting out a soft breath, lips parted in an almost-smile.]

Perfect.

[She closes the hair's distance to kiss him again.]