[ Her gun is tucked away in the waistband of her pants. She dares not make a move for it, not even to double-check it was ported in with her when found herself in that strange lab. The familiar weight of it pressed against her back is enough comfort for the moment as she continues to follow him.
The KGB have never been a pleasant bunch to deal with. Their lack of pleasantries follows them from the field and into their personal lives from her experience. They're a cold, but proud bunch -- but deadlier than some give them credit for. It's that coldness that lends to their proficient work.
However, the challenge proposed actually surprises her. She was expecting him to try and lose her in this crowd, make for one of the buildings or draw her into a more secluded area. Yet here he is, sitting in broad daylight as if he's got nothing to hide and setting alarms off in the back of her own head. Velvet approaches the table with in a casual stride, but her eyes are quick to scan their surroundings and then size the young man himself.
She lowers herself into a seat across from him, neatly crossing her legs. ]
totally fine! also oh my god babby spy.
The KGB have never been a pleasant bunch to deal with. Their lack of pleasantries follows them from the field and into their personal lives from her experience. They're a cold, but proud bunch -- but deadlier than some give them credit for. It's that coldness that lends to their proficient work.
However, the challenge proposed actually surprises her. She was expecting him to try and lose her in this crowd, make for one of the buildings or draw her into a more secluded area. Yet here he is, sitting in broad daylight as if he's got nothing to hide and setting alarms off in the back of her own head. Velvet approaches the table with in a casual stride, but her eyes are quick to scan their surroundings and then size the young man himself.
She lowers herself into a seat across from him, neatly crossing her legs. ]
How's Florida treating you?