Stone The Crows - 1x1 with Lunatickk987

[natasha romanova.]

Magdalena nodded, "I want this to work... even if we aren't normal."

[Inspector_Javert]

"We're as normal as we can be"
He said softly.
"And I like us as we are"

[natasha romanova.]

Magdalena nodded, "Good. Because I do too."

[Inspector_Javert]

(should we skip a little?)

[natasha romanova.]

Sure, how far do you think?)

[Inspector_Javert]

(maybe we should jump to what Reiven and Ashton have been up to or something)?

[natasha romanova.]

Sure, I like that idea, do you want to start?)

(Also, isn't it really late where you are?)

[Inspector_Javert]

(yeah i can start)
(And yes. Yes it is. It's midnight lol)


When they had first run from the scene of the Inquisitors murder, Reiven had been gripping Ashton's hand tightly in his own. He'd virtually pulled her along behind him as he bolted into the darkness of the citys alleyways. Now he found himself being pulled along by her - the dull ache in his legs flaring whenever he stumbled over an uneven cobble on the surface of the road. Italy wasn't well known for having good roads - not in Rome anyway. They must have been good back when the Romans were living there, but now they were trip hazards.

Reiven hadn't slept in days - and he reminded himself of this as he ducked under the outstretched arms of a man who wasn't there. He'd started hallucinating yesterday. Or was it the day before? He didn't really know any more. When you were constantly on the run, you lost track of the days quite easily.
"Ash... I gotta stop"
He said breathlessly, his breath coming in shallow gasps. He didn't care that a pair of Raum demons were only a few metres away. He needed to stop. His legs weren't going to carry him any further. Not on this little sleep.

[natasha romanova.]

Ashton glanced back at him, her once black hair dyed bright blonde as a way of hiding, "We..." When her eyes landed on his haggard appearance, she pulling out a small bag the size of a coin purse, and poured the last of a mysterious powder into her hands, "Take my other hand, Reiven..." stealing things from a warlock and putting them in the pot might not have been the smartest idea, but Ash had made vanishing powder, "Just close your eyes and take my hands." This had to get them far enough away, because those demons were getting way too close for comfort.

(Dang, really? Why are you still up?)

[Inspector_Javert]

(I had to finish some reading for a class tomorrow, and now my asthma is playing up so i keep coughing myself awake)

He nodded, catching hold of her other hand and quickly shutting his eyes. His grip upon her hand was tight, despite the fact that he looked as though he would collapse at any moment.