AU: Trinity Universe/FreakAngels crossover: First date

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OOC: Takes place not too terribly long after this thread.

After certain events at the Chicago harbor there had been considerable amusement within the Æon Society over the pairing up of Annabelle Newfield and Connor. (Whitley Styles had won the betting pool, despite Jake's claim that he cheated.)

As for the reactions of the other FreakAngels to the news, well, who knows?

There was a furious spate of trouble starting the very next day, of course. All of the Society's founders have been run ragged for the last few weeks. For the moment though, things are quiet. (Or at least, if things ARE going crazy somewhere, someone else is handling the problem.)

Annabelle and Jake got back in town at some ungodly hour this morning, whereupon she fell asleep on one of the couches near the fireplace. (Jake is probably off somewhere regaling a pretty woman or two with tales of said adventure, because that's what he does.)

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Well, Connor will not complain: help tie the crook up, and follow Annabelle are enough for now.

And once the delivery's made, they can resume the calm stroll homewards?

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That it can, once their problem is safely dumped in someone else's lap.

Well, after Annabelle "pins" Connor to the wall and kisses him like he kissed her earlier. "Fast thinking back there," she says with a pleased smile. "You probably saved his life, not that he'll probably appreciate it any time soon."

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"I..." Give him a second, Connor needs a moment to gather his breath after that kiss. "...I was just annoyed. He appeared at the worst time possible."

Interrupting their date, how rude!

"Home?" Oh yes, back at the Society they should have to worry less with interruptions.

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"I was feeling much the same myself," she replies with a chuckle. She's also rather pleased that Connor needed that moment to gather his breath after the kiss.

"Home is good," she replies with a bright smile. It's good to hear him call it that, that he's at least beginning to feel like he belongs here. "Hopefully, our room will be unoccupied when we get there."

She really needs to think about expanding her personal space, darn it. A single bed and weapon storage isn't going to cut it for much longer....