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In which a lethal prodigy finds something worth living for in the midst of an apocalypse and a cold hearted time traveller learns that there is still good in the world he is so desperately trying to save.
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In which Ma...
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(picture above is Maeve's outfit)
"It's always a pleasure to meet a fan."
After Maeve and Lila picked their outfits for the gala — despite Five insisting that they had no time to be fashionable — the four made their way to the Mexican Consulate. Maeve already regretted choosing her high white platform boots, she hoped that they wouldn't have to fight. But these shoes stabilized her ankle the most, and it was too blue to wear any open shoes without looking like she stepped into a Smurf.
The team came to a halt behind one car. Diego was in the front, next to him knelt Lila, then Five. Maeve brought up the rear. "So, what's the plan?" Lila asked. Diego was locked in. "We infiltrate, we identify, we extract. Double time." Huh? "What the hell's he talking about?" The woman took the words right out her mouth.
Five clarified, "Find the old man and get out fast."
"That's what I said", his brother bickered. "On me." He hurried to the entrance. Maeve wanted to follow last, she liked the sense of control that she had when everyone was within her sight.
Lila motioned for Five to pass, possibly to get on his good side. But since the High Five incident, Maeve was sure that he had severe suspicions. "After you." The boy stayed in place, as did Maeve. "What, I can't be polite?"
But Five's patience had run out. "Cut the crap. All right?" He sneered. "My dimwitted brother might buy your bullshit, but I don't trust you for a second." Maeve felt uncomfortable picking a side. Sure, Lila was like a sister to her, but that wasn't meant to ever come out. And Five had, in fact, a good reason to doubt her. Out of sheer panic, the girl just kept her mouth shut and pretended to be super interested in the car's tires.
"O ye of little faith." She heard Lila respond.
As expected, the boy didn't put up with any of her bullshit. "Stick it up your ass." Maeve snorted trying to cover her laughter and ended up drawing two pairs of eyes on her.
"Sorry", she whispered. Then she followed them into the Consulate. Hopefully they would give out free drinks to visibly underage people.
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Her prayers had been answered. Two steps in, while the others had a little chitchat, Maeve had already been able to grab a glass of champagne from one of the trays. She downed the drink in one go and immediately switched out the empty glass for a second one.
"You shouldn't drink, how old are you even?" Someone muttered in her ear. Her head turned to see Five next to her, also a glass of champagne in his hand. "I'm older than I look", she shook her head. Nothing but the truth. "So, what are we doing now?" Diego and Lila had left the main room to get a better overview of all the people in there.
