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Side sim-Remy & Ayla go Rogue

Posted by Captain Remy Boudreaux (CO) in Side sim-Remy & Ayla go Rogue

Posted by Lieutenant Ayla Sharise (Counselor) in Side sim-Remy & Ayla go Rogue

Posted by Captain Remy Boudreaux (CO) in Side sim-Remy & Ayla go Rogue
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“And this man is the one who’s hired us, or the one we’re… acquiring something from, at his displeasure?” she asked.

Lt. Sharise, CNS

Remy laughed. “He is a friend. I would no’ steal from ‘im, unless de price was right, of course. No, ‘e is de person dat usually ‘as jobs for me. If ‘e ‘as sometine for me, dere will be a message at de inn a few blocks west of ‘is shop. Dat is our first destina-SHON.”

“Understood,” Ayla said with a nod. “Can I also assume I’m to be discretely armed?” He

“More o’ less,” he replied while indicating the knife sheathed in his boot as well as the bandolier full of daggers strapped across his chest.

He looked at the street below their perch and then back at the rooftops before them. “Shall we take to de rooftops? It will be quicker, but de streets ‘should’ be safer.”

Boudreaux (CO)

“Don’t forget that I know three types of martial arts. I can handle myself,” Sharise said with a lopsided grin. “Whichever way is your preference, I’m game.” It’d been awhile since she had done any intense training other than the usual fitness training to meet her quals, but Ayla was no slouch in the ‘in shape’ department.

Lt. Sharise, CNS

Remy stepped closer to Ayla and pressed his body close to her own leather-clad form. The tightness of the leather didn’t ;rave much to the imagination of what was underneath. “I know you can keep up wit’ me in de boudoir, even push me to de limit, but dis is where I excel.”

“Well then, I’ll have to be a perfect student, wont I?” she said with a grin, feeling the exciting tension between them. If nothing else, this was going to be fun!

He gave her a quick peck on the cheek then took a few quick steps backward, grinning all the while. At the last moment, Remy turned, his foot hit the parapet, and he launched himself off the roof.

With a tuck and roll, he ended up on his feet on the roof of the next building 10 feet below the roof he had left Ayla standing on. As he came to his feet, Remy looked back to Ayla and waved her to come along. The next moment he was off again, heading for the edge, and again leapt to the next building, covering the 10 foot gap with ease . . .

Boudreaux (CO)

She had to double-check herself to make sure she felt comfortable with the movements and where she wanted to land. Ayla didn’t have his ease of confident movement, but she managed to join him all the same .

Lt. Sharise, CNS

The next time he looked back, Remy was surprised to see Ayla right on his heels, easily keeping up with his pace. The blocks quickly slid by beneath them as they continued on with the leaps and tumbles.

Finally, he stopped and bent over at the waist, slightly winded. “Ah. . . .it ‘as been too long since I ‘ave done dat, cher. You need to get me back in shape.”

He turned to look at her, wondering if she fared any better or worse.

After catching his breath, Remy walked to the edge of the building and pointed kitty-corner from where they were. “Our destina-SHON,” he said.

The building was a wooden two-story rectangle, with a veranda covering the front entry. The sign above the door showed a pie, and the letter N, followed by a picture of an ear. “De Pioneer Pub, cher. If dere is a job, a message will be left.”

He looked over the edge of their building to see an awning covering a row of vegetables below. ‘Shall we?”

Boudreaux (CO)

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