The Devil You Know [Luca]
Posted: 02 Jun 2019, 07:51
“Meet me at the docks.”
Every didn’t like making phone calls. She hadn’t for a while, preferring conversations in person rather than over technology. It had become something that, according to Fate, had been something that Mercy did. To the shadow, it further confirmed that she wasn’t entirely by herself in her head, but to those that knew the twins, was a reminder of what hadn’t changed. As she stepped off the gunwale of Gladiator, Every landed on the deck with ease and secured her boat properly before checking the position of the firearm she kept on her hip. Across the way, she could hear the sound of a few engines rumbling, a reminder of the shipping crews that still used the routes in an otherwise derelict area aside from those whom refused to give up their home and businesses.
From where she was positioned, the smell of dead fish downwind. Her usual boots had been replaced with black Converse and her black jacket abandoned, giving her a more casual appearance. The unfamiliar soldiers tended not to deal with her, the regular ones she dealt with had long since learned to give the petite shadow distance when she wasn’t helping them. “If he makes one crack about my lateness…” The murmur fell from her lips as she slipped down an alleyway into the direction of the meeting place. It wasn’t something that she expected. Luca had known Every for some time. A friend of the family, although he fell closer to be one of Zach and Michael’s rather than her own.
She supposed if it hadn’t been for him, Every would have been in jail before she’d died.
Again.
“You’ve made a lot of interesting decisions these days.”
Her footsteps picked up as she drew closer, removing an elastic band she kept around her wrist while she tied her hair onto the top of her head. She could hear the sound of a conversation up again. Had he brought someone along? If he had, who? Every furrowed her eyebrows. Luca had always been a loyal confidante, someone she knew that would have her back. Zachary had always been one to encourage her to contact him, but she had always brushed it off until she’d found herself in a tight spot. Micah had been one she could have called, but explaining her trip further north would have been awkward. Caligrace and Jayden wouldn’t have given the intimidation tactic she’d needed.
And so, she’d swallowed her pride and reached out.
“I need a favor and don’t ask questions.” It had said. Explaining that she was Every Leighton, revealing what she was. It hadn’t been something she’d done lightly. She hadn’t known it would seal his fate. She hadn’t known it would be the beginning of the end. And as Every made her way towards their meeting place, she didn’t know that the clock was ticking. And Luca’s time was almost out.
Every didn’t like making phone calls. She hadn’t for a while, preferring conversations in person rather than over technology. It had become something that, according to Fate, had been something that Mercy did. To the shadow, it further confirmed that she wasn’t entirely by herself in her head, but to those that knew the twins, was a reminder of what hadn’t changed. As she stepped off the gunwale of Gladiator, Every landed on the deck with ease and secured her boat properly before checking the position of the firearm she kept on her hip. Across the way, she could hear the sound of a few engines rumbling, a reminder of the shipping crews that still used the routes in an otherwise derelict area aside from those whom refused to give up their home and businesses.
From where she was positioned, the smell of dead fish downwind. Her usual boots had been replaced with black Converse and her black jacket abandoned, giving her a more casual appearance. The unfamiliar soldiers tended not to deal with her, the regular ones she dealt with had long since learned to give the petite shadow distance when she wasn’t helping them. “If he makes one crack about my lateness…” The murmur fell from her lips as she slipped down an alleyway into the direction of the meeting place. It wasn’t something that she expected. Luca had known Every for some time. A friend of the family, although he fell closer to be one of Zach and Michael’s rather than her own.
She supposed if it hadn’t been for him, Every would have been in jail before she’d died.
Again.
“You’ve made a lot of interesting decisions these days.”
Her footsteps picked up as she drew closer, removing an elastic band she kept around her wrist while she tied her hair onto the top of her head. She could hear the sound of a conversation up again. Had he brought someone along? If he had, who? Every furrowed her eyebrows. Luca had always been a loyal confidante, someone she knew that would have her back. Zachary had always been one to encourage her to contact him, but she had always brushed it off until she’d found herself in a tight spot. Micah had been one she could have called, but explaining her trip further north would have been awkward. Caligrace and Jayden wouldn’t have given the intimidation tactic she’d needed.
And so, she’d swallowed her pride and reached out.
“I need a favor and don’t ask questions.” It had said. Explaining that she was Every Leighton, revealing what she was. It hadn’t been something she’d done lightly. She hadn’t known it would seal his fate. She hadn’t known it would be the beginning of the end. And as Every made her way towards their meeting place, she didn’t know that the clock was ticking. And Luca’s time was almost out.