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And then things got worse.
Apr. 21st, 2012 02:49 pmHe's thought things would be easier once they got back to San Francisco. They've got the evidence safely in hand, they've managed to lose their pursuers and now all they have to do is keep Dixie and the cylinder safe for one night.
He should have known things would never be that easy.
One attempted assassination, extreme explosion and defeated double agent later, after everyone has dusted themselves off, he leaves Socrates to pick up the pieces as he heads out for a well-earned night out.
The dust has long since settled - as has the sun - as he realizes that they're once again out of step.
"Aren't those supposed to be for me?"
He chuckles at the remains of the bouquet in his hand as Comet snorts.
"Well, they were."
He holds out an arm to Dixie. Their timing may be a little off... but it's close enough.
He should have known things would never be that easy.
One attempted assassination, extreme explosion and defeated double agent later, after everyone has dusted themselves off, he leaves Socrates to pick up the pieces as he heads out for a well-earned night out.
The dust has long since settled - as has the sun - as he realizes that they're once again out of step.
"Aren't those supposed to be for me?"
He chuckles at the remains of the bouquet in his hand as Comet snorts.
"Well, they were."
He holds out an arm to Dixie. Their timing may be a little off... but it's close enough.
