"I have no idea," says the woman who has never had a reason to wear a watch. She clings back because frankly it's the only way she can keep upright and moving forward at this point.
She heads in the general direction of the Underground station where they began the night. They're still in the quiet, elegant part of the neighborhood and they pass an old home with a plaque predominately featured out front. When they round the corner, who should they see but their old friend, the teenage mugger, with about five of his mates. He looks quite pleased to see them.
Ingress halts, and the bubbles within her flatten. She could take on six fairly large kids at a time, if she had her sword and companion. But she doesn't. She breaks the champagne flute on the closest hard surface in order to have a jagged edge ready for use.
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Date: 2020-10-05 02:56 am (UTC)She heads in the general direction of the Underground station where they began the night. They're still in the quiet, elegant part of the neighborhood and they pass an old home with a plaque predominately featured out front. When they round the corner, who should they see but their old friend, the teenage mugger, with about five of his mates. He looks quite pleased to see them.
Ingress halts, and the bubbles within her flatten. She could take on six fairly large kids at a time, if she had her sword and companion. But she doesn't. She breaks the champagne flute on the closest hard surface in order to have a jagged edge ready for use.