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Gretchen Wagner ([info]indigogirl) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-08-19 19:25:00


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Entry tags:inactive - braddock lebeau, inactive - gretchen wagner

Boys on white horses don't know how to ride (Braddock)
Gretchen had very specifically not asked about the car.

This wasn't like sneaking into Old Town Strelsau to hide in dark labyrinthine alleys and watch him do card tricks. She knew that. It was hard to gauge precisely what sort of ride she was along for.

And that, considering how sideways the world was, was fine.

"So what happens now?"



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[info]princeofthieves
2010-08-21 12:35 am UTC (link)
"I only sweet-talk redheads." Brad says.

A long while later, after multiple stops and car sing-alongs, the pair pull into a New Orleans that seems to lack something fundamental, in Braddock's estimation.

It's dirty, rotting, and somehow...less than the New Orleans from home.

"What happened here?" he asks, looking around.

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[info]indigogirl
2010-08-21 01:12 am UTC (link)
"I don't know. I didn't think to look up New Orleans before we left."

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[info]nextgen_misc
2010-08-21 01:41 am UTC (link)
"What y'mean 'what happened here?' man?" a voice says from behind. A disheveled young man steps into view looking at Braddock and then Gretchen with some surprise.

"We still recoverin' from Katrina. Y'been livin' under a rock or sometin'? the boy asks.

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[info]princeofthieves
2010-08-21 01:45 am UTC (link)
Braddock simply stared in shock. He remembered hearing about the "hurricane to end all hurricanes" touching down in New Orleans a few years ago, but Dad had listened to the engineers when they told him years before that that not fortifying the city would lead to disaster.

I may be a swamp rat, son o' mine, but no one can ever accuse da LeBeau family o' never keepin' a clean house. Y'hear? Remy told him.

And so, despite the objections from the Thieves' Guild, Remy had poured millions into upgrading levees, breaks and other items around the city. When Katrina hit, it was more like a few days of bad rain and some heavy wind, and then life went on.

Apparently, they hadn't listened here.

"Damn." was Braddock could manage, as he stood there in shock.

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[info]indigogirl
2010-08-21 01:49 am UTC (link)
Gretchen leaned back into the shadows a little but smiled and let her accent show. "Sorry, we didn't mean to be insensitive about the difficulties of the recovery," she says politely to the passerby. Then she looks to Brad and reaches for his hand. It's a generally rotten situation, and she knows it's probably hard for him.

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[info]princeofthieves
2010-08-21 05:45 am UTC (link)
Brad takes Gretchen's hand, still in shock and kisses it gently, making sure that she's really still here. There have been several nights lately that he's awoken, wishing this twisted reflection of his world is a fever dream, and that he'll wake up at Xavier's back home with a everyone laughing at him.

Right now, he'd prefer that to everything but the feel of Gretchen's hand.

Suddenly, he turns to his princess and kisses her full on the lips. When the kiss breaks, Brad sighs aloud.

"I needed to know somethin' here was real, chere. Somethin' in my life is still good." Brad says.

"I suppose we should find a place where you can rest. Don't want you all frazzled tomorrow morning." he says, trying on a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.

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[info]indigogirl
2010-08-21 06:49 am UTC (link)
And she'll kiss back enthusiastically. She understands the need for the tangibly familiar in this crazy situation. "Yeah. I'm not going anywhere."

She smiles. "Sounds like a plan."

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[info]princeofthieves
2010-08-22 01:50 am UTC (link)
The pair get back in the car and drive a few miles to the Silent Shore hotel, and he Brad purchases two rooms, as close to each other as he can get. Luckily, they have adjoining suites for the next week, which taps out all the money he'd managed to get.

"Well, chere I start work in the mornin'. You get to stay here and look pretty. Order room service and such while I find us a high-stakes game or two to get into. Then, we'll have some real fun." he smiles.

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[info]indigogirl
2010-08-22 02:31 am UTC (link)
"That sounds like a plan. Good night, Brad."
And she kisses him again. Thoroughly.

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[info]princeofthieves
2010-08-22 02:36 am UTC (link)
Brad returns the kiss, memorizing the taste of her lips before letting go.

"Good night, my princess. Dream sweet. I know I will." he grins, before he goes over to his room.

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[info]indigogirl
2010-08-22 07:12 pm UTC (link)
And so does she.

((Finis))

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