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I believe every lie that I ever told
Who| Courfeyrac & Cindy
What| District mate meet up
Where| First floor
When| Week 2
Warnings/Notes| Shameless macking in the face of death and danger.
Feeling confident that Marius could successfully protect Cosette for a few hours, Courfeyrac took the opportunity to venture down from the fourth floor to the first. Though he still had reservations regarding the safety of the elevators, he opted to take his chances, darting quickly into the contraption and riding it down, armed with only his laser pointer to defend himself. His heart was racing as the chimes announced his arrival and the doors suddenly popped open, but by some glorious stroke of luck, no one appeared to stab him as he cautiously emerged. With baited breath, he began to explore.
What| District mate meet up
Where| First floor
When| Week 2
Warnings/Notes| Shameless macking in the face of death and danger.
Feeling confident that Marius could successfully protect Cosette for a few hours, Courfeyrac took the opportunity to venture down from the fourth floor to the first. Though he still had reservations regarding the safety of the elevators, he opted to take his chances, darting quickly into the contraption and riding it down, armed with only his laser pointer to defend himself. His heart was racing as the chimes announced his arrival and the doors suddenly popped open, but by some glorious stroke of luck, no one appeared to stab him as he cautiously emerged. With baited breath, he began to explore.
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"I know. But by finding out... I'd rather you not know, so if you get taken, you won't give away where I am. Because you really have to be careful here." She smiled up at him. "And it'd be nice if you could be careful and stay alive."
What she was really getting, besides someone to be near for a little bit, some super sugary treats, and a bag, was a sense of calm and relaxation. Goddamit, she was beginning to fall asleep.
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He stayed still, holding her close, listening to the sound of her breathing and to the foreign ambient sounds of the building around them. Part of him wondered if they could just stay the way they were, hidden safely in the gift shop, tucked away from the rest of the Arena, though he immediately thought better of that pipe dream. This very moment was already stolen. It wasn't supposed to happen in the Arena, not with as much blood and horror as they'd been confronted with already. Anything more than their one, simple moment would be putting both of them at risk, and he had an obligation to Marius and the others to stay alive. They would not survive if he did not survive, and this tryst had already endangered the camp.
Besides, they'd been inside the shop itself for too long. Imagine someone had seen them enter. Cuddled up as they were, they would be sitting ducks to anyone with a mind to murder.
Courfeyrac sat up straight, reluctant to pull away from Cindy, but well aware that it was time to go. The expression on his face spoke to his hesitation more than anything else. "We both need to stay alive, my darling. It is likelier that we will succeed if we do not get too comfortable here, no?"
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"And we both should start getting back. I don't know how long it'll take you to scout everything out before actually getting back to wherever you are hiding." Fixing her hair, as best she could, she looked around the shop, finally setting her full gaze on him with a smile.
"I had fun. A lot of fun. I hope we can do this again... just not in an arena." Cindy laughed.
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"Perhaps we will make a habit of it." He grinned, turning his body toward the door, but keeping his gaze on Cindy. "Once we are far, far away from here." New rule for their future dates: no museums.
"Marius will be waiting for me," he added, looking more than a little unimpressed. "I am sorry to have to leave you so soon."
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"It's a date." Cindy grinned back. "Don't worry so much. You stay alive, okay? And I'll do the same. I'm sure we'll see each other again, soon."
Cindy would be the one to leave first, slipping out the door and running back to the relative safety of the elevator shaft.