Re: Chapter 3 - Choose Your Poison
((Managed to finish it in the car about an hour before we run out of cell service, yay!))
"Huh," River said, standing over Cody's shoulder and reading the email. "Guess I should go then. Not tonight, is it?"
"No, heaven forbid they interfere with the Prince's Elysium. Speaking of, you should probably make an appearance to that, you know. Do send my regards, yes?" He said in his mocking tone, the same one he used everytime Elysium was mentioned.
"Yeah yeah, keep on laughing. But then again, you do talk to him far more often during the week, so I guess it balances out." River shot back, chuckling as she head to the window.
"Well, work with him for twenty years and prove that showing up to elysium isn't worth his or your time, and you may get to stay home as well." Cody teased, tossing her the earpeice, which she deftly caught and put on before climbimg out the window.
"Uh-huh, like he'd think I was useful sitting around the house regardless. I'll just have to live with being watched for the next twenty-some years." She joked, reaching the roof and checking the path she was going to take to elysium.
"No way around it." He continued. "More Miskovsky tonight?"
"Nah, something with a bit more of a beat. How about that song Incubus did for that plane movie? Stealth, right?" She asked.
"Yeah, that's the one. They made two or three for it, I'm guessing you want 'Make a Move", I'll throw it on." He said, a few seconds later, the music came on. River started bobbing her head and tapping her foot. "Yep, very nice." She said, then started on her way to elysium.
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River took the rooftops most of the way to Elysium, dropping down a building or two away and walking up to Jack. "Hey there Jack, how's the night treating ya?" She asked, pulling out her pistol, a new stake to replace the one she had lost last week, two talon-shaped flip blades, and a switchblade from verious pockets and folds in her outfit and passing them over.
Once Jack was done making conversation (and checking for any other weapons), she'd move on inside and find a seat off to the side, stretching out as per usual.