bakerstreet | they are the hunters, we are the foxes

the ON THE RUN meme

Sometimes, these things happen. Sometimes, you're in just the wrong place at just the right time, or you've made the wrong (or right, depending on your intentions) person mad. Sometimes it's better for everyone if you just go. Sometimes there isn't time for good-bye.

LOST
You've managed to lose yourself somewhere out there, for whatever reason it was. Maybe you took someone with you (willingly? not?), or you found someone else who needed to disappear as badly as you did. You're in your car, or a cheap hotel, or a house by the side of the road. What else can you do but watch, and wait?

FOUND
It could have been as simple as being glimpsed at the 7-11. Your phoneline wasn't as secure as you thought. You locked eyes with the wrong person across the room. Now the house of cards is collapsing, and maybe not just your life, but the lives of everyone you love could be in jeopardy now. The walls are closing in, and your arms are giving out.

RULES
- post with your character's name and canon. if you have an on-the-run AU, or scenarios you might want to play out, mention them here.
- find others. tag them.
- and then, run.

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He'd taken out his phone tapping away at a game in between his search for that ugly yellow uniform. The next bus to anywhere decently far away wouldn't be for another hour and being surprised this close to a getaway would suck. It didn't help that the guy next to him was fidgity, drumming his fingers and sticking to his bag like it was contraband.

"Hey," not really looking up from his game, Delsin's tone was concerned. "you alright man?"

Iggy didn't startle at the voice, but he did fall suddenly and absolutely still before turning his head minutely towards the voice. Not to look at who it had come from, but to listen, head tilting just a little.

"Yeah. Long road so far is all, definitely feelin' it." A pause then before asking: "Where you headed?"

Delsin scoffed slightly, eyes snapping back to the crowd for a moment. He'd never really thought about that - maybe it be worth going to Jersey or maybe somewhere south.

"Headed anywhere but here, man..." he gave the other dude a small grin."You know the score."

The conduit cocked his head slightly, noticing that the other boy hadn't faced him yet. Figured he was probably trying to avoid attention, and it reminded him of Eugene a bit.

"So, what do they call you, man?"

"I hear that." He replied to the first, scrubbing a hand through his hair and finally turning towards the other a little more solidly, still looking somewhere to his left, and definitely behind him, but at least in the right direction. Honestly, Iggy wasn't even sure where he was going anymore, just as long as he kept moving, that was all that mattered.

"Iggy." He answered, hand dropping from his hair again, both of them resting atop the backpack so he could rest his chin on them, "How about you?"

"Delsin."

He looked to the gate that was loading, the bus flipping it's sign to Chicago. Not far enough for his liking, so he looked over the folks in the bus depot for anyone suspicious.

"So, you been waiting long? Like am I gonna need to start on War & Peace?"

"Fucking boring book." He replied, though there was amusement there, "But nah, haven't been waiting long, Boulder bus doesn't get here for another hour or two anyway, doesn't leave again for another hour after that."

One foot had started bouncing a little, just a constant tap-tap-tap jostle of his shoe against the concrete, he seemed at ease aside from that one movement, and honestly he was. It was just that being able to control some of the noise and therefore some of the echoes back required movement.

"Have to change drivers, clean out the septic, the usual." He gave a little one-shouldered shrug, "Been on a few trips like this, if that wasn't obvious."

"Lookit you then - a regular road trip vet."

While the Grinning, Delsin leaned a bit closer and spoke in a mock whisper.

"Any tips for a newbie like me?"

He did jump a little at having the voice that much closer, but he recovered easily enough, he even smiled, giving another of those one-shouldered shrugs, "Unless it's an emergency, don't use the bathroom on the bus, wait for a rest stop. If it is an emergency, hold your nose and watch your head."

His brow creased a little, thinking, "If the rest stop's near food, and they usually are, get something to eat right away and something to eat later." Of course, that might only have been him with his heightened metabolism, "And the bus won't wait for you, so don't dawdle. I mean, they're supposed to, but they don't always."

"Damn, man,"with awe in his voice, Delsin shook his head." You sound like you do this for a living. How often you do this?"

He gave the other a look, waiting for a response and noticed that Iggy's eyes hadn't quite tracked to him.

"You okay, man?"

His brow creased, never quite sure how to answer that question, though he finally just said: "I'm fine, just blind."

And the next twitch of a smile was much more wry, "And at this point I might as well be a professional traveler. This is my sixth long-haul trip in eight months." Because talking about the travel was better than dwelling on his disability.

"Ah...shit."

Delsin almost started in on the apologies, but when Iggy drove by it he nodded more to himself for a moment and sighed.

"Family far away, or something?"

"Yeah, we're... pretty scattered." That wasn't, as a point of fact, why he was constantly on the move, and he hadn't seen any of the Flock in months. But it was a good enough cover, and he used it fairly frequently anyway because it was true, even if it wasn't the exact reason.

"How about you? Going to somewhere or away from somewhere?"

"I'm .."The conduit trailed a bit, Reggie's funeral coming to mind. "I'm getting out of town for a little while."

He felt the wave of sadness rise in him suddenly and turned his head from Iggy, embarrassed.

"Ah... Too many memories, you know?"

He nodded, brow creasing a little, "Yeah. Sometimes you've just got to get out. Try someplace new for a while."

He gave a shrug, "Blank slate can do you good now and again."

He gave a quick shake of his head, as if that would get the morose mood out of his system.

"Whoa, boy do I need a blank slate."he half muttered and looked back out towards the depot.

Furrowing his brows a bit, Delsin squinted his eyes in an attempt to get a better look at the gentleman entering. He seemed a little too official to be slumming it by coach bus and it made the conduit tense in nervously.

"...What the..."he murmured more to himself.

Sure enough, the flashed something that looked like a badge and Delsin had to literally bite his tongue to keep from swearing violently.

" Hey, Ig.."he started, trying to keep panic out of his tone and keeping his eyes on Mr. 5-0 working his way through the depot.

"Where'd you say you were headed?"

Even for a blind guy, or maybe especially for one particular blind guy, that tension was easy to read, and Iggy straightened a little, one hand dipping to make sure the zippers on his backpack were closed securely just in case this was going to turn into a making a run for it situation.

"Boulder." He replied, shifting his weight just a little, gathering his feet under himself into a more stable position, "Why do you ask?"

they are the hunters, we are the foxes - and we run

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