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[agirllost]

[OOM: Last night, Kim dreamt of missions and corridors]

After her run and exercise, Kim sits near the place where the door should be, watching people appear and disappear. Whoever took Angie obviously can travel between the bar and wherever they're from easily - she only prays they can't make Gateways. She also happens to have a pretty good view of a certain teenager.

Everyone's right, when, not if, Angie comes back, she's going to need her to be strong.

She's writing down names and/or descriptions of everyone that goes in and out of the door.

[ooc: Not plotlocked. Warnings for violence and slight disturbing in OOM.]

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[kayip.livejournal.com]

Behrooz is not avoiding her.

See! He sits right near her!

Though, sniffing slightly lets him know something is wrong, as does the fact that she's looking in the same direction he had in the days when she was gone.

So the "Hi" he offers is rather apprehensive.

[agirllost]

She looks over at him, "Behrooz...someone has Angie."

It feels weird to bother with a hello ro any small talk and her attention is drawn back to the door.

[kayip.livejournal.com]

Well, that sort of explains it.

Quietly, tentatively, "...has?"

[agirllost]

"They...sent a video."

[kayip.livejournal.com]

Behrooz looks at the table, not really sure what to say at first.

After a moment, a little weakly, "I'm sorry."

Beat. "You don't know... who?"

[agirllost]

"If I knew who...," her jaw tightens for a moment and then she looks down at the table. "Can't reach her."

[kayip.livejournal.com]

He nods a little faintly, and lightly touches her shoulder.

Rather quietly, "I'm sorry, if I could..."

His voice kind of drifts off.

[agirllost]

She does appreciate the comfort.

"Do you think you could find her in...one of your dreams?"

[kayip.livejournal.com]

"I don't - I can't control it like that. If she... was in there... I don't know, I'd just have to end up there, or be lead there like when you..."

He's quiet for a moment again, and then, "If you don't know where she is... I don't know, it wouldn't get her back."

[pendragon-son.livejournal.com]

Well, she's attracted Melehan's attention. Yes, he is aware that Angie is gone - Melou's been ranting about it enough.

Melehan has little sympathy for him.

But, still.

"What are you doing?"

[agirllost]

She glares at him, not realizing that it's not Melou.

"I'm doing something."

[pendragon-son.livejournal.com]

Sadly, this is not readily apparent. He blinks at her, and absently rubs the scar along his jaw.

"Yeah, I can see that. Hence my asking, ma'am."

[agirllost]

Ma'am? He knows who she is...doesn't he?

She gives him a searching look. "Melou?"

[pendragon-son.livejournal.com]

"My twin," Melehan says with an easy shrug. Clearly, he is used to this.

[agirllost]

"Sorry," she says, although she's not.

"That would make you -- ?"

[pendragon-son.livejournal.com]

"Melehan of Camelot. And you are...?"

[agirllost]

"Kim Bauer," she watches to see if that name has any effect on him.

[latino_menace]

Damn all the potential kidnappers that are in the bar already! And even the real one.

...who is now peering over her shoulder and reading the descriptions she's writing down.

'Looking for a new boyfriend, Kim?'

[agirllost]

Even now, even after all she's been through, he still makes her heart beat faster and breathing a little more difficult. She forces away the beginnings of a panic attack.

First time in a long time he's been this close.

"What do you want?" She tries to glare but knows that her voice isn't exactly threatening.

[latino_menace]

'To say hi, of course.'

He grins in what supposed to be a winning manner, although it's far too sarcastic to be taken as anything like that. Her reaction to him is never not noticed. Needless to say, he loves it and he looks as smug as hell as he sits down opposite her and lights a cigarette, his arms resting casually behind the back of his chair.

'And I heard what happened to your daughter.'

[agirllost]

She takes a breath, even being near Ishamael - no that just made her angry more than anything else, for some reason, her main reaction to Ramon is fear.

"You're not going to pretend to care now, are you?"

[latino_menace]

He'd be flattered to hear it.

'God no, of course not.'

Ramon looks a little disgusted at the suggestion actually - and it's genuine.

'There was something a little more practical I wanted to bring up with you actually.'

And, y'know, he wanted to wind her up as well. Of course.

[agirllost]

Good, because she couldn't handle that false sympathy.

She's managed to move her chair a few inches from the table, keeping as much distance between them as possible.

"What?"

[latino_menace]

he eyes the movement and it just makes him smile more.

'What do you think? I know what your father will be thinking right about now, and I'll tell him this myself if I run into him. But as he's not here, you'll have to give him a message for me.'

He leans in suddenly, forearms on the table, closing the gap a little between them.

'Melou told me about it this morning, and that's the first I've heard of it. So you can pass that on to him - let his paranoid little mind point at someone else. You understand?'

[agirllost]

She resists the urge to reach out to the Source, but only barely, feeling nauseated at the thought of Ramon even within ten feet of Angie.

When he leans in, she moves a little more back, wishing that the table was larger. In much the same way that people have phobias, it's how she feels around Ramon. At this point, it's almost irrational.

"You talk to Melou?"