bodies are where you find them [closed]

[forwardmomentum]

Who: Miles and Lara
When: 1/18
Where: Avelle, near the river
What: Miles wants to see the dead body Lara found, but they wind up finding something else.
Warnings: idk probs not but TBA

Miles likes Lara quite a lot already. She's daring, obviously quite intelligent, and she's got a good head on her shoulders and knows how to handle herself. He can tell there's something more going on inside her head -- something decidedly not yet handled -- but he isn't going to pry. They certainly don't know each other well enough, and nosy though Miles is, he does have some respect for other people's privacy.

But they do know each other well enough to go look at a dead body together, so Miles feels this is the start of a beautiful friendship.

Dusk is setting in when the transporter drops him and Lara down in Avelle, Miles dressed in his Barrayaran uniform rather than his Moiran one. He isn't expecting trouble, but in the event they run into any, he'd rather not be associated with the Moira when it happens. He glances up at Lara with a slight grin, though his eyes are practically glittering. "Lead on, Lara."

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[rraidergirl]

Her eyes widen as she listens, bending when Miles indicates to grab the guard around the shoulder. There's a nearby dumpster that with a little help she can haul him over, shoving him just behind it. She jumps up to drag a few bags out and drop them on top of the bits hanging out. There. Body hidden.

That doesn't give her much chance to shove Miles out of sight as the second guard rounds the corner, gun drawn. "Grante? Where the- HEY! Hold it right there!"

Lara's movements aren't nearly as clean as Miles, but when the guard's unholstered gun lifts, it's a second nature reaction. The climbing axe slams point first into the guard's gun hand, yanking up, Lara's palm colliding with the man's head and using the combined momentum of his backward stumble to slam his head against the brick wall. Brutal and ugly, but on the bright side, she managed to not kill him.

[forwardmomentum]

Miles almost moves to help even as she pushes him back, but he hardly has time before Lara springs into action, and he finds himself watching dumbfounded for the scant few seconds it takes. He watches the man drop to the ground, bruised and a little bloody, and looks back at Lara with a healthy mix of respect and mild terror, with a little dash of growing fondness. He knew he liked Lara for a reason.

"Ah," he says eloquently, nodding. "Remind me never to get between you and a dead body."

The stolen wristcomm crackles with Reddig's alarmed voice and Miles stares down at it, brow furrowed. He frowns, turning that concerned look on the two unconscious bodies. "No, this is definitely not according to my plan." He taps a thumbnail to his lips. "Well, we could try and take out their other friend for the complete set before he manages to call for backup, but I'm starting to think our odds are better on a tactical retreat. I don't think I want to see the body that badly." He glances quickly up at Lara, eyebrow raised in silent question. And what do you want to do? They don't have a lot of time to deliberate.

[rraidergirl]

Lara retrieves the downed guard's fallen gun, checking the clip, the corner of her mouth turning up in a slight smile.

"I'd go easy on you."

She blows out a breath as the comm crackles and Miles makes his recommendation. Retreat hadn't actually occurred to her as an option, but it's more appealing than what she had been gearing up for. That she was so ready to go straight to shooting people is. Off putting. "Going back sounds like a good idea."

She puts the gun back on the ground. Better there than with her. She doesn't need it on the Moira.

[forwardmomentum]

Now there's a smile. He hasn't seen those too often on Lara. Miles offers her an exhilarated grin in return.

"Oh, I'd hope not." He watches her leave the weapon on the ground with a small breath of relief. Not that he'd have stopped her taking it, she's entitled to it, but -- better this not escalate. Miles is all about a good thrill and doing backflips over odds against his favor, but the bad PR from Caducus Primary was bad enough and honestly, he just doesn't really feel like getting arrested today. Miles tosses the wristcomm on the chest of the unconscious man at their feet and nods quickly at Lara as he straightens up. "Tactical retreat it is. Debriefing at the bar, maybe?"

[rraidergirl]

The smile widens a little more, caught between shy and a little wicked.

"That depends, are you going to be the bartender as well?" Adrenalin makes it easy to tease. She's already half turned to retrace their steps back down the alley to find a safer place to get back to the ship.

[forwardmomentum]

Oh, he likes that smile on Lara. It's a good look for her. Miles wonders, briefly, what he can do to tease a smile like that out of her again. He follows at a quick pace, light-footed, with only one glance cast over his shoulder to check for pursuers.

"It's Jacky's shift tonight, so not this time, no. But," he adds, eyes lit up like a livewire with all the adrenaline, "I could always relieve her if you'd object to sharing a table with me."

[rraidergirl]

"I'm feeling agreeable," she says, taking a sharp turn down another alley. Strange to feel so light when their mission was an objective failure, running high when they're moving away from the violence. "You can buy me a drink."