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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Jan 9, 2008 20:51:09 GMT -5
::Pietro was content to have her company. Not a talker, he did not press for conversation. When they reached the Acura, he released himself from her touch to open the passenger door.::
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Post by Typhoid on Jan 9, 2008 21:00:56 GMT -5
Ty got in carefully but quickly, finding a spot on the floor next to her feet for her no-longer-needed flat shoes, and sweeping her skirt out of the way.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Jan 9, 2008 21:04:28 GMT -5
::When Rossignol was safely in the vehicle, Pietro shut the door and circled around to the driver's side. He entered, shut his own door, and fastened his safety belt before starting the engine.::
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Post by Typhoid on Jan 9, 2008 21:22:21 GMT -5
Ty was tempted to question him about how far it was, all the meaningless questions that would sate her curiousity but spoil the effect of whatever he wanted to show her. Instead, she simply said "Having a night out comes as a relief."
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Jan 9, 2008 21:28:23 GMT -5
::The car engine on, Pietro began to back out of the space. Her question caused him to frown, concerned, into the mirror.:: "Has it been so hard on you, Rossignol?"
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Post by Typhoid on Jan 9, 2008 21:32:32 GMT -5
"Not hard, just..." She reached for the right words. "I don't go outside the Mansion grounds that often on my own. I don't know if it's just that I'm used to protecting my territory, or prefer mutants to having to deal with humans, I just don't leave often. Between learning to control a new power and ducking the drama around there..." she shook her head. "It's more stress then it should be."
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Jan 9, 2008 21:39:15 GMT -5
::In the street now, Pietro began to maneuver them back towards the middle of the island.:: "I'm honored to help you."
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Post by Typhoid on Jan 9, 2008 21:47:01 GMT -5
She smiled. "Thank you." Leaning back into her seat, she watched buildings go by, content with his presence and companionable quiet.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Jan 9, 2008 21:59:24 GMT -5
::Pietro smiled a small smile into the rearview mirror, before continuing on their way. He took as many side streets as possible, to avoid the heaviest of congestion. When they finally arrived...it was a building, near Union Square Park. A building with little to distinguish it from others.::
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Post by Typhoid on Jan 9, 2008 22:03:51 GMT -5
Ty's brow furrowed in confusion, but she said nothing, instead waiting until Pietro chose to reveal the purpose of the trip.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Jan 9, 2008 22:05:31 GMT -5
::Pietro parallel parked the Acura in the nearest available spot. Shutting off the keys, he gestured towards the building.:: "It has a view of Manhattan, a great deal of the city despite its size."
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Post by Typhoid on Jan 9, 2008 22:13:10 GMT -5
She smiled at that, chuckling a little. He knew how she liked to look at the city lights. "Lead the way."
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Jan 9, 2008 22:15:35 GMT -5
::Pietro stepped out of the car, walking quickly so he could open her door for her.::
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Post by Typhoid on Jan 9, 2008 22:22:05 GMT -5
Ty emerged quickly and stepped onto the sidewalk, deciding in advance to see if she could create a small lightshow of her own once they got up to where they could see the city. Her smile turned a little mischievious.
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Post by Pietro Maximoff on Jan 9, 2008 22:24:34 GMT -5
::Locking the doors, Pietro caught the smile on her lips.:: "You will float up?"
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