07-24-2015, 10:17 AM
It had taken time- more that it should have, truth be told- to smooth things over with Tatyana. He understood her irritation he guessed. Presenting himself at that table like that was probably not the smartest thing the world. That was obvious enough. But damn but he was tired of all of this!
At least those guys had turned out alright. Even Wallet. It was odd seeing him again, but he seemed harmless enough. Which had worked out for him. So 5 minutes later- or was it 30? You could never tell when talking to a woman- he had kissed Tatyana on the forehead- her face was as unyielding as stone- and had her key in his pocket and walked out the back entrance of Kallisti. He smirked at the bouncer who'd given him grief before and started down the alley.
It was really bright outside in contrast to the shadows and low lighting of the club. There was a slight breeze but it wasn't freezing and the smell of fresh rain in the air only made everything seem newer and clean. It was odd, but he felt good. Nothing had changed, not really. He was still on the lam after all- grudgingly he pulled his jacket hood up- but over all he felt freer.
He got the end of the alley and looked out onto the street. Not too much in the way of traffic. This would be cake.
At least those guys had turned out alright. Even Wallet. It was odd seeing him again, but he seemed harmless enough. Which had worked out for him. So 5 minutes later- or was it 30? You could never tell when talking to a woman- he had kissed Tatyana on the forehead- her face was as unyielding as stone- and had her key in his pocket and walked out the back entrance of Kallisti. He smirked at the bouncer who'd given him grief before and started down the alley.
It was really bright outside in contrast to the shadows and low lighting of the club. There was a slight breeze but it wasn't freezing and the smell of fresh rain in the air only made everything seem newer and clean. It was odd, but he felt good. Nothing had changed, not really. He was still on the lam after all- grudgingly he pulled his jacket hood up- but over all he felt freer.
He got the end of the alley and looked out onto the street. Not too much in the way of traffic. This would be cake.