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Log / Ongoing
When; Friday, January 8th, day
Rating; G, most likely... But up to PG-13 if Keats shows up.
Characters; Robin (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
illuminedcraft), Amon (orbo_knight) and maybe Keats later on (disregard_death)
Summary; Amon is here! Robin is happy. Amon is... Amon.
Robin stared in disbelief. That had been... Amon. A smile broke over her face as she clutched the device to her chest. Quickly, muttered a fast good-bye and flew through the office, grabbing her coat and pausing for a moment to give herself a once over before pulling on her gloves and heading out.
Seconds later, she scooted back in the door and rummaged Keats' desk. Pulling out a notepad, she scrawled a quick message: Amon is here. I'm meeting him at the fountain. Be back soon. Once more, she took off, her skirts in a whirl.
A stair, a hall, in no time she was out on the street, in a quick clip towards the fountain, stopping every couple of yards to hop up from the curb with her neck craned, trying to spot him. "I hope he stayed put."
Breathlessly, she rounded the fountain and came to a screeching halt just over a foot away from a tall, dark, familiar figure. He had his back to her and she grinned, opening her mouth to speak when he whipped around to face her. Her breath caught and she stepped back instinctively, mustering a quiet. "Hi."
Rating; G, most likely... But up to PG-13 if Keats shows up.
Characters; Robin (
illuminedcraft), Amon (orbo_knight) and maybe Keats later on (disregard_death) Summary; Amon is here! Robin is happy. Amon is... Amon.
Robin stared in disbelief. That had been... Amon. A smile broke over her face as she clutched the device to her chest. Quickly, muttered a fast good-bye and flew through the office, grabbing her coat and pausing for a moment to give herself a once over before pulling on her gloves and heading out.
Seconds later, she scooted back in the door and rummaged Keats' desk. Pulling out a notepad, she scrawled a quick message: Amon is here. I'm meeting him at the fountain. Be back soon. Once more, she took off, her skirts in a whirl.
A stair, a hall, in no time she was out on the street, in a quick clip towards the fountain, stopping every couple of yards to hop up from the curb with her neck craned, trying to spot him. "I hope he stayed put."
Breathlessly, she rounded the fountain and came to a screeching halt just over a foot away from a tall, dark, familiar figure. He had his back to her and she grinned, opening her mouth to speak when he whipped around to face her. Her breath caught and she stepped back instinctively, mustering a quiet. "Hi."