[She tips her head back, closing her eyes for just a moment.]
Mm. Outside.
[Which sounds vague, but isn't really. Jeanne leads them forward, leaning against Abdul, one particular destination in mind.
There's a little space behind the auditorium Abdul had been in, you see. Sandwiched between two buildings, a dead-end alley that no one ever really uses because it doesn't lead anywhere. There's risk of being caught, of course, but it's two in the afternoon; she doubts anyone is going to be wandering down here right now.
She doesn't push him against the wall. She wants to, but she doesn't; she just smiles up at him, like they're heading into an ice cream parlor instead of a dirty little alley.]
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Mm. Outside.
[Which sounds vague, but isn't really. Jeanne leads them forward, leaning against Abdul, one particular destination in mind.
There's a little space behind the auditorium Abdul had been in, you see. Sandwiched between two buildings, a dead-end alley that no one ever really uses because it doesn't lead anywhere. There's risk of being caught, of course, but it's two in the afternoon; she doubts anyone is going to be wandering down here right now.
She doesn't push him against the wall. She wants to, but she doesn't; she just smiles up at him, like they're heading into an ice cream parlor instead of a dirty little alley.]
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