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No problem. Need anymore food for the road?

“No, I’m okay, thanks.”

[waves her hand nonchalantly]

Yeah, yeah, hop in. [she leaned across the car to unlock the passenger door]

[Gets in the car]

“I can try. I will. But still can’t guarantee anything.”

“I know. Still, though. Thanks.”

As she spoke, Gabe’s eyebrows rose higher and higher. A bionic leg? That was a new one. A leg was damn hard to get, but it wasn’t impossible. An amputee had come by before, needing some help, and through some of his friends he had managed to get one. Out of legal means, he was sure it wasn’t, but the man had been suffering. “I…I might be able to help. Nothing for certain though, I’m not sure.”

   “It’s better than nothing.”

I’ve calmed down. Get into a lot less trouble now. Learnt from my many mistakes and all that growing up shit.

[ holds up the plastic vodka bottle, tapping it lightly against Liv’s hand that held her cigarette ] Cheers then. To sunsets, quiet, and being pretty. [ chuckled lightly, taking a sip then handing it to Liv ] 

Oh… really? 

[Smiles]

That’d be cool. The pretty would be… nice. Or somethin’. Like I said… been a while. [ twists open the bottle and takes a swig, sucking some air through her teeth as she handed it over to Liv ] Thanks… for bringin’ me. Needed a change of scenery…

Hell yes. [ reaches to slip one out of the pack, lifting her butt off the ground to dig the zippo out of her back pocket and light it ] 

It is. We can stay and watch if you want to; it sets hours before curfew, and it’s not technically illegal to be up here, so.

[Sits down beside her]

I get that… it’s a sweet spot. And the Church can get crowded.

Here we are.

Excellent plan. [ follows behind her into the building, yanking the door almost all the way shut behind the two of them ] You been coming here a while? [ slows down her pace to scan the building, getting a feel for their surroundings and any other exits should they need it ] 

Yeah. I like the quiet, and being so high above everything. Gives me time to think about stuff or just be alone for a while.

We need fun. 

Let’s do it, then!

Gabe wanted to press further, learn why she didn’t always have a steady supply of food, but dropped it. If she didn’t want to talk about it, he wouldn’t push. Wasn’t his place. “What are you here about then?”

Oh. Cool. Thanks. I’ve been antsy as shit. Maybe it’s time to throw one of our famous Doll parties.

That could be fun.

I got it covered. Will gave me this thing, hell if I know how it works, but it temporarily makes the trackers think the car’s still in the garage, by the time Government’s noticed it’s missing, I’ll have this baby back at the gas station with all the trackers ripped out. 

Alright, that’s good.