The City of New York would demand an explanation at some point.
The building owner would demand an explanation at some point.
Ray, for his part, didn't especially care. He'd spotted a flicker of red on the rooftop as he'd headed for the stairs, turned aside for it, and made a discovery that set his stomach very much at ease.
His heart, not so much, because the weight of an entire human being is still the weight of an entire human being even when you're going down stairs instead of up them, but given that Dana Barrett was still breathing and had only been prepped for the sacrifice, not presented for it, he wasn't about to argue.
But oh, what a marvellous sight Eddie's strike was...
Overhead, as the bruise-purple faded from the sky, the sound of propellers could be heard. Dim, distant, coming up from midtown.
"So, Ray? That your girlfriend there?"
Ray shifted Dana's semiconscious form. A fireman's carry was efficient, but not very comfortable, and she'd be waking up soon. "Not my girlfriend, Peter, I told you that already."
"Maybe not yet," Peter said, "but after this-"
The propeller source hove into sight: a US Army B-25 bomber, 1945 markings firmly in place as it sped across the sky.
"Look, Peter, she's a lovely girl-"
"Yes, and after this you deserve someone- look, Ray, no offense, but your matchmaking's never been any good in the past-"
My what? Ray almost said out loud.
A sufficiently clever and observant AI would have known that the plane was not properly physical. But it would also have known by its behavior that it wasn't hostile. And it might well have noticed the bomber's crew peering out the window as the propeller plane circled over the site-
"-so you just sit back and relax, okay? I'm fine. I'm all set in that department. I'm not gonna swoop in on you and steal her-"
-and to a man, the crew of the B-25 saluted before it dipped its wing and vanished into the Sun.
"-you two kids have fun, okay?"
OOC: I gobed now. Y'all were wonderful, I love you dearly, thank you for participating, y'can get back to Milliways, I'll post a link tomorrow, and Ray will be coming along a bit late as he has some things to clear up. Eddie-mun, we can talk about the arrangements for your character after I've slept.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2005-10-12 07:21 am (UTC)The building owner would demand an explanation at some point.
Ray, for his part, didn't especially care. He'd spotted a flicker of red on the rooftop as he'd headed for the stairs, turned aside for it, and made a discovery that set his stomach very much at ease.
His heart, not so much, because the weight of an entire human being is still the weight of an entire human being even when you're going down stairs instead of up them, but given that Dana Barrett was still breathing and had only been prepped for the sacrifice, not presented for it, he wasn't about to argue.
But oh, what a marvellous sight Eddie's strike was...
Overhead, as the bruise-purple faded from the sky, the sound of propellers could be heard. Dim, distant, coming up from midtown.
"So, Ray? That your girlfriend there?"
Ray shifted Dana's semiconscious form. A fireman's carry was efficient, but not very comfortable, and she'd be waking up soon. "Not my girlfriend, Peter, I told you that already."
"Maybe not yet," Peter said, "but after this-"
The propeller source hove into sight: a US Army B-25 bomber, 1945 markings firmly in place as it sped across the sky.
"Look, Peter, she's a lovely girl-"
"Yes, and after this you deserve someone- look, Ray, no offense, but your matchmaking's never been any good in the past-"
My what? Ray almost said out loud.
A sufficiently clever and observant AI would have known that the plane was not properly physical. But it would also have known by its behavior that it wasn't hostile. And it might well have noticed the bomber's crew peering out the window as the propeller plane circled over the site-
"-so you just sit back and relax, okay? I'm fine. I'm all set in that department. I'm not gonna swoop in on you and steal her-"
-and to a man, the crew of the B-25 saluted before it dipped its wing and vanished into the Sun.
"-you two kids have fun, okay?"
OOC: I gobed now. Y'all were wonderful, I love you dearly, thank you for participating, y'can get back to Milliways, I'll post a link tomorrow, and Ray will be coming along a bit late as he has some things to clear up. Eddie-mun, we can talk about the arrangements for your character after I've slept.