[ Maeve had wanted to get out, but this certainly wasn't the sort of departure she was expecting. Her hands were still coated in the reassigned Clementine's blood as she darted through the street. The madam had been very eager to get away from her captors at Cape Canaveral, but this has led her to something entirely new. A great, new world. And no detonation charged vertebrae could keep her contained. Except she was still locked in a memory and couldn't exactly focus on her surroundings -- the memory of running from those who would capture her back in Sweetwater.
That was, until, Maeve ran straight into Teddy. Literally.
And only after the collision did she notice the rain, the people gathered to take pictures -- and Teddy, standing there mid-stride and solidly frozen in place. How he had gotten here with her, she doesn't know, but her eyes sweep the crowd before she leans in toward him, mumbling. ]
Upon seeing a familiar face, the man decides to be chivalrous and get Maeve someplace warm and safe -- away from these untrustworthy wretches and reprobates.
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That was, until, Maeve ran straight into Teddy. Literally.
And only after the collision did she notice the rain, the people gathered to take pictures -- and Teddy, standing there mid-stride and solidly frozen in place. How he had gotten here with her, she doesn't know, but her eyes sweep the crowd before she leans in toward him, mumbling. ]
Upon seeing a familiar face, the man decides to be chivalrous and get Maeve someplace warm and safe -- away from these untrustworthy wretches and reprobates.