[ yes, that would be the best idea, wouldn't it? go where there are no deadly projectiles. but rory wasn't even aware that there were deadly projectiles. he's still sort of floundering, but once she gives him a direction, he finds some semblance of balance on his sea legs. ]
Ren faire? [ why does he ask questions when he should be getting the fuck out of dodge? ] Won't they — [ see us? but rory is used to being chased, so he lets that question drop as she decides to count. ]
Right. Running.
[ rory waits until three before running like a mad man. ]
[ and he runs, runs, runs, until he slips into an alleyway and hides behind a big, fat dumpster. perhaps he should look for a weapon while he lingers. ]
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Ren faire? [ why does he ask questions when he should be getting the fuck out of dodge? ] Won't they — [ see us? but rory is used to being chased, so he lets that question drop as she decides to count. ]
Right. Running.
[ rory waits until three before running like a mad man. ]
[ and he runs, runs, runs, until he slips into an alleyway and hides behind a big, fat dumpster. perhaps he should look for a weapon while he lingers. ]
[ oh, and did he lose her? ]