Thread: A Rose Filled Gun (Quinn89 & Leon)

Luke could feel the way that she ended her trifecta on trust. It stung, like a knife that had been left in a wound slowly starting to be moved after finally getting used to the pain. It was something that he felt he deserved so he had no rebuttal for her. The idea of her simply being alive had already caused him to be thrown off his usual game but who could blame the man. The walking dead tended to stay down and the most someone could do is find ways to temperately forget, though, that was going to be hard now. Her being so close had reminded him of so many nights, the two of them turning a room upside down. The familiar hair was shorter now than it was then, the tangled mess after a long night had always been a welcomed sight. It kept him anchored into a reality that he had thrown out the window before he had met her. Now they were here, a limbo of uncertainty with enemies on the verge of collapsing in upon them. He had to keep his wits about him and think of this in terms of the long run. Her words about him looking down on her would let a similar smile cross his lips. He had, in the past think her lesser. Not because she was a woman but he just thought himself that damn good that he would underestimate pretty much any and everyone. As she left a kiss on his cheek, he would wink at her leaving. But surprises are just part of the game, like always. He would chuckle as she would look at one of the men with a look of disgust. He knew what she was doing and it was hilarious from his point of view knowing that. It was almost a minute after that a man came back with a black smart phone, handing it to Luke. He would unlock the phone and a single number was already pulled up and ready to be called. With a single press, the call was sent and Luke pull it to his ear. There was a moment before he would talk. Hello ...... Oh, it's you ...... I know but I wasn't aware that I'd be on call lik- ......... yeah .......... I understand that bu- .......... are you sure that the intel isn't faulty? He would glance up to Kaia. I've heard that sometimes these things can't hold to face value ............ I get it, I just wanted to put out a word of caution. Better safe than sorry .......... I'll get it done, you know I will ....... just, don't go sending people out when I'm trying to unwind, that's how accidents really happen ...................... He would pull the phone away from his ear, looking down at it. He would throw it up into the air to be caught by one of the men before pulling himself up, straightening his jacket. Okay, so. Today is going to be a bit of on the go workday. He would clap his hands together and rub them, looking to Kaia. Honey, I think we need to get going to drop you off at daddy's house because he starts to notice you're gone. But before that...we need to clean up. He would wait for a moment, to wait for her to be closest to one of the men before stopping in front of the man that he had thrown the phone too, whom was pulling it apart to get the chip out. Luke would pull his left arm straight back and throw a solid cross hook to the side of the man's head. The man didn't even have the time to register what was going on before he was surely seeing nothing but black.