SIREN'S PULL - contact.

[hostage]

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

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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.]

[hostage]

[Wow, he's going to get into some trouble today, isn't he? Finding it very hard to care as he catches her lips with a bit more fervor this time.]

[momchester]

[Hard to care indeed. Her hands land on his neck, having no hair to tangle in, pulling him a little closer.]

[hostage]

[No resistance here. He's missed Mary. She's warm and kind and she doesn't know anything about him, which is nice sometimes, because she acts like he's someone else. Someone better. His hands find her hips and he just holds her, savors that kiss, and loses himself in it for a moment.]

[momchester]

[Mary's missed him too. He's sweet and troubled and the more he finds out about her, the closer he comes- he knows quite a lot, and never acts like it's too much. There isn't another Mary she has to be when she's with him. She loses herself in the kiss for a long moment, then another, melting in the feeling of being held, before the clock chiming brings her back to reality.]

Ah- [She breaks the kiss for real and lets go of him breathlessly.] So. About that power.

[hostage]

[Of course he's disappointed when it ends, but he smiles anyway in that way he does when he's been doing something bad but he doesn't regret it. He squeezes her one last time before he lets go.

Then he clears his throat. Back to business.]

You, uh, wanna give it a try?