Rendezvous (After the Godstorm)

[weapons_mistress]

"It's good to see you made it through the storm, Ms. Burton. We were concerned you wouldn't make it back."

"Thank you for the concern, Wallace. It's been pure bedlam out there," Millicent spoke to the hotel receptionist. Ingrid Burton was the alias Millicent was using while in the States. "Has my roommate checked in?"

"She has, Ms. Burton> Should I let her know you've arrived?"

"Thank you, but no. She knows I'm on the way."

The receptionist nods and hands her her copy of the key to the apartment that she shared with Adrienne. She promptly took the elevator up to the top floor, making her way over to their suite. She gave aknock on the door.

"Louisa? It's Ingrid." She called Adrienne by her assumed name.

Comments

[weapons_mistress]

Millicent blinked, realizing she had said that out loud.

"The mercenary I ran into at the hospital. Called herself "Renegade". It was a civil encounter. I was thinking perhaps she could point us in the direction of gainful employment."

[ze_leaper]

"Perhaps there still is some honor among thieves," Adrienne opined.

A slight head tilt. "You smiled when you thought about her. Did something... happen?"

[weapons_mistress]

"What? No..nothing of consequence," Millicent denied. She fought to compose herself, hoping that she wasn't blushing.

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

Either by fate or misfortune, Millicent's phone started to ring. The number that came up was attached to a name, "Renegade". The two had exchanged numbers after their last job, apparently.

[weapons_mistress]

"When it rains.." Millicent said when she saw the ID on her phone. "I'll explain after I take this, Adri." She answered the phone. "Hello?"

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"Hello, chere!" Alisa sounded a bit cheerful. "I happen to 'ave de night off tonight. I was wonderin' if perhaps you would like to go to dinner? If you like, you can bring a friend if it makes you feel better. Or a weapon or two if you prefer."

[weapons_mistress]

"Dinner?!" Millicent reddened when she realized how loud she had said that. "Pardon me. I..I will have to speak with my colleague, but..I imagine that would be grand." Stop stumbling you twit! "You had a place in mind?"

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"Oui. Dere is dis really great Italian place in Manhattan I keep hearin' about. I figured we could go dere." She continued to smile on her end of the phone.

[weapons_mistress]

"Italian?" SHe glanced over at Adrienne, not really knowing what to say. "I suppose. We have not been in the country long so you would have to give directions."

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"O' course. I will send dem to you via text. I do hope to see you soon, chere."

Alisa then ended the call. This was going to be good! It had been so long since she went out with anyone like herself.

[weapons_mistress]

Millicent sighed as she turned to Adrienne.

"Well..that just happened."

[ze_leaper]

Adrienne was making a very good, if not entirely successful, effort not to laugh.

"So it did," she said. "You lit up quite a bit. I should like to meet this girl that has you so flummoxed."

[weapons_mistress]

"I am NOT flummoxed," Millicent protested, desperately trying to retain her dignity. "Meeting with her has practical benefits. We get a lay of the land, as it were. She likely has valuable contacts."

[ze_leaper]

"This is also true," Adrienne said, with the look of someone who didn't believe it in the slightest.

"How armed do you think we should be for this?" she asked instead.

[weapons_mistress]

Millicent knew that look, but at least Adrienne was cutting her a break.

"Light, but deadly. Something easily concealable. I do not think she is trying to lure us into some trap, but best to come prepared. Maybe some bulletproof mesh, just to be safe."