[ closed ] gather round my friends, let's try not to pretend

[gauntlet]

Who: Peter Burke & various miscreants (plus Steph, who is perfect)

Where: Leith, RAC headquarters, aboard the USS we'll name it something eventually
When: w5d4, w6 various ...times. also misc, and "other."
Summary: Dadding! Escort Mission Warranting! Not letting Hawke throw her evaluation!

Restrictions/Warnings: U H M Weaponized charm, riot-typical violence presumably, whatever shenanigans occur when shenanigan-magnet Hawke exists a place.



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NEAL :: W5D4

[gauntlet]

Officially, their Warrant is the location and escort back to Leith one Calysta De Fraes, a relief worker who is now stuck in a riot 'hot zone,' proving no good deed goes unpunished.

That's officially what they're doing. Unofficially it's turned out exactly like one would expect of one person who has more heart than common sense, and one who has exactly the common sense to know the big damn heart thing is going to get them into trouble, yet...you know, going there anyway. Combine that with the fact that Old Town doesn't per se make for easy traveling right now, and they get to the Eastern Distract later than Peter would like. Which is to say what anyone else would consider "on time."

He stops Neal once the mining facility is in sight, one hand curling around his (...Neal's, curse you pronouns) forearm. "You know who we're looking for?"

This isn't a trick question; with Neal's Level 4 Evaluation looming, Peter's been trying to let him take the lead on things. It sorely tests his nigh-pathological need to control everything the light touches, but so far their weird balance has worked for them.

[joyriding]

Neal, in true dramatic fashion, promptly straightens up, answering the question like he's the model student (teacher's pet) in high school, as opposed to Peter's partner who has been doing this for two years now Peter. "We're looking for Calysta De Fraes," he says. "Short, blond. Dressed in the sky blue relief worker uniform, although we can expect it to be less blue and more dirt-and-blood colored by now," he makes a face at this.

And then he grins. Did he get that right, Peter? He knows he did, since he could, at this point, draw her face from memory, although that might not say much considering he could do that for most people.

And then he grabs Peter's arm, pulling him in another direction, knowing how much Peter is itching to take charge here. "Let's try this way. I know a shortcut," he says. Which is more to say that he hopes he knows a shortcut, because he's getting tired of dodging danger. And the second part of what they're looking for is a safe route out of the hot zone again, since it wouldn't do to have Calysta De Fraes struck by a stray bullet after they've finally found her. And so far that's a real risk everywhere.