Not entirely certain where this one was going although I do have a few of the later bits in my head. Mostly I just had this scene so any opinions would be welcomed. :)
The Consequence of LoyaltyIllya walked out of the restaurant and immediately spotted the black sedan idling on the other side of the street, its tinted windows giving nothing away, the license plate carefully obscured by mud. Terrific. His grip tightened on the paper bag pressed against his chest, and the smell of delicious Chinese food set his stomach growling. Dinner was going to need to wait for a bit; hopefully Napoleon would forgive him. Hmm. Was it reasonable to blame Napoleon for all this? If it wasn't for his sprained ankle and his subsequent attempt to 'milk it' for all it was worth, including calling Illya to pick up dinner, then he wouldn't be here being menaced on this otherwise pleasant evening. So, yes. On the whole, there was something satisfying about laying the blame at his partner's feet.
Not that this was the time to consider blame. Abruptly, he set off walking up the street, ignoring the fact that he was heading away from Napoleon's apartment building. If the car was waiting for him, it was going to need to do a three-point turn against the traffic if it wished to follow him...which it promptly did.
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