world hopping: locked to [personal profile] athelstanthescribe

[soldier_blade]

Outside Sonya's door, the Georgian summer heat would've struck them both in the face, as she said. The summer heat would've gone on until late October, and certainly would've been different than either Denmark, England or even millliways. A look up showed that the humidity was close to bringing in rain: sonya didn't think it would make the heat any better.

"This way." The buildings around them were basic, three-story and red brick. The barracks were nothing if not utilitarian, but they were nothing to look at unless they were home. Everywhere one looked, there were people in various army dress and the occasional civilian. Sonya deliberately put him as military though because only family of personnel or civilian occupations were allowed on base outside of Sunday, and blending in was easier than asking questions.

Every so often an enlisted would salute them. Sonya returned the gesture as they headed to her jeep. The bar itself was just some blocks away from the area, but she didn't want to put him through the strain.

"Inside,' She opened the door for him. "Normally it's within walking distances, better safe than sorry." Also, air-conditioning.

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[soldier_blade]

"We exchanged phonecalls during her first two years teaching. She's made it a habit of pranking her class with her lack of an arm, said it shows them who's in charge."

Sonya's not certain if that was from her own initiative or from the academy. "Halloween especially, that was her habit even when we were students."

She pulled up to living quarters, where she recalled the Door being.

[athelstanthescribe]

"They're probably fascinated by it. Young children usually are, with no judgment."

They're the only ones in Wessex who don't make him panicky.

[soldier_blade]

"They're fascinated and grossed out by it." She answered, parking the car. "Mostly fascinated, and she doesn't mind that they ask questions either because, you're right, they don't judge."

Kids were curious and they did like to poke, but unlike grown ups, there was nothing to be beyond curiosity.

She parked the car, looking around to make sure they could get inside without raising much attention. "Should be clear."

[athelstanthescribe]

"Good." He smiles. "Will you come back in with me?"

[soldier_blade]

She looked at her watch. She'd have to be at a briefing in ten minutes and under normal circumstanes she might only be able to walk with him.

"Have a briefing I need to be at in ten minutes, but in this case, sure."

She got out of the drivers seat and walked to the passenger side of the door. He seemed fine to walk on his own (especially now that he was in trousers and not a robe), but neither of them would appreciate a faceplant.

[athelstanthescribe]

Especially not on gravel. He accepts her help getting out of the car.

"An interesting briefing?"

[soldier_blade]

Atleast he's in proper shoes this time. She stands by him, helping him with balance. "They hardly ever are, same shit, different day sort of thing. Especially nothing about Outworld."

Which especially frustrated her. Much as she hated to do so, she had to keep silent about it. No one believed her and without proof even she wouldn't believe her.

She walked with him to the door leading to the common room, or it would be the common room door.

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan nods.

"This is usually the place?"

[soldier_blade]

"One of them, the other is by the female's officers' quarters, but this is less conspicuous." Leading a man there with herself, even if there was no one around, word would get out like wildfire.

Acting like they were just going in to play pool, Sonya opened the door for him to lead him inside. Instead of a large room with pool table, games and a few computers, the door opens to milliways instead.

[athelstanthescribe]

He relaxes unconsciously at the sight of it.

"And here we are."

[soldier_blade]

THis close to him, she could feel his body relaxing a little. "You enjoy yourself?" Her own body tense when the thought of him being bored entered her mind.

[athelstanthescribe]

"I did", he promises. "It was good to meet some of your friends, and of course the famous food at Charlie's."

[soldier_blade]

Much as she liked to think otherwise, hearing that he had a good time still took a weight off her. "I'm glad, and it was nice sharing a burger with you. We should do it again some time, or show you another place I like to go to."

If she had to wait out an invasion, she'd rather it be with someone she was close to-and didn't have to compete with his schedule.

She walked in with him, closing the door behind them and re-entering Milliways.