Aya AU

[sliceitwithwind]

The bar brawl was magnificent. It spread from the original bar (Dilan isn't sure which one that was) to three or four others, going in and out of them into something not quite a riot but not exactly not. Dilan got involved in the second bar on the trip, but managed to hold his own until the cops got there.

And he very politely sat down with his hands behind his head waiting for them to get around to him. Someone with that much facial metal (eyebrow, lip, nose), that hair, and that size tends to ping the combatant radar of everyone. Ever.

Comments

Re: Phone calls

[sliceitwithwind]

"Go for it." Dilan laughs again, "And if I am sick you can video your part for me and watch it when I get better, alright?"

Re: Phone calls

[mitochondriaaya]

"Dilan..." the calm, very calm shock carried through quite well "...do think I'd last one hour if I was trying to film?"

"Tell you what. If the finger crossing doesn't work, I'll ensure Pierce loses a bet and has to try to scrabble and focus through the snow alright?"

Re: Phone calls

[sliceitwithwind]

"I can rig up your hat with a camera." Dilan says with a laugh, "So that you don't have to think about it."

Re: Phone calls

[mitochondriaaya]

"A little too much like being under cover." she pointed out. "Besides, Pierce needs the fresh air..."

Re: Phone calls

[sliceitwithwind]

"Fair enough." Dilan agrees, "I'll rig Pierce up with snowproof equipment and tell him to focus on you."