Downtime... [open to rogue_in_red]

[governmentninja]

Leon hasn't had much time to relax in the past few months... not that he has much time to relax ever. But he did manage to steal a few hours for himself while his flight out of Monaco got delayed due to the pouring down rain.

He decided to head back into town for now, and took refuge in a small bar on the edge of town. It was a quiet place, clean, and out of the way of the usual tourist crowds, all of which suited him just fine. He noted where all the exits were, then took a seat at a table which gave him a good view from all sides. It was an unconscious habit by now for him to do that.

He ordered a beer, then set about looking over documents and reports stored on his PDA. He figured if he at least got started with a bit of work, then he wouldn't feel as bad getting in a few rounds of tetris later on. Hopefully things would remain quiet tonight...

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[governmentninja]

"Yeah, well.. he used to be a lawyer." His tone seemed to indicate that such was more than enough to explain Baofu.

On the subject of himself and her, though, he remains quiet for a moment. Finally, he asks "Why didn't you tell me you were alive?"

[rogue-in-red.livejournal.com]

Ada lets the topic of Baofu drop. She stares at her cocktail while she thinks, and then finally decides to just be blunt. It's one of her specialties, after all.

"Because I owed a debt to Albert Wesker. Finding you...would have meant being ordered to kill you. Like in Spain." Her finger brushes the rim of the glass slowly. "Luckily by then I was....no longer forced under Wesker."

[governmentninja]

"I see..."

Leon was quiet for a while after hearing that. Oddly, part of him hoped the answer would be something like that. It was better than hearing 'I had no reason to. You were just a means to an end.'

"I had wondered why you'd ever work for someone like Wesker." He takes a drink of his beer. "Are your current employers any better?" There were a few reasons for him to ask that.

[rogue-in-red.livejournal.com]

Ada doesn't attempt to fill in that silence. The red concoction is plucked from the table and Ada takes a sip or two, watching him all the while.

She's a little more relieved wen no rants about how awful Wesker was and how she owed him nothing come into play.

"...The man saved my life. I repay my debts." Nothing more, nothing less. Well, nothing less save for her job from her other employers, but that was not something to be shared. "...Yes. No one molests the grey area quite like us, and despite the increase of things I'm not allowed to mention, there are plenty of perks involved."

A grin.

"Like toys. You'd like the toys."

[governmentninja]

He chuckled a bit. "'Molests the gray area'?" He shook his head. "And people say I'm bad."

He takes another drink of his beer as he grins. He is curious about her job, though, for personal reasons... and maybe a few professional ones. He's not going to try to push too far, though, now that they have some kind of rapport going.

"That aside, I have access to the best tech taxpayer money can buy. What toys would your group have that you think I'd like?"

[rogue-in-red.livejournal.com]

"I try. That's fairly decent compared to the innuendos I can come up with.." He should have been around when she was taunting Krauser. Or..maybe it's a good thing he wasn't.

Ada seems quite content to sit and drink with him. She hopes he won't push too far with the work topic, because Ada has no intentions of betraying her Organization even in the slightest. But when he asks, all she can do is grin at the first thing that comes to mind.

"We could play hot potato with rocket launchers until one of us fucked up and we blew ourselves up, for one thing." Oh, toys. Ada loves her some weaponry and gadgets.

[governmentninja]

He grinned right back at her, recalling the moments when 'use this' became his favorite words in the english language.

"What is it with you and the rocket launchers?"

[rogue-in-red.livejournal.com]

Ada pauses, canting her head to the side just a bit when she returns his look. She almost looks shocked that he would even ask such a thing.

"They're fast, flashy, and make one hell of an explosion. I fail to see what isn't to love about them." She finishes her cocktail and shrugs.

"And you're a good shot. It always worked out."

[governmentninja]

"Oh, they have their uses, but they're impractical in some cases. And I bet it must be a pain in the ass for you to find one that matches your dress." An actual bit of good nature teasing.

[rogue-in-red.livejournal.com]

"You get to be the big damn hero, the least you can do is let me have a dramatic entrance with some last minute life saving device that will cause fireworks at the same time." The corners of her mouth tug slightly, and Ada has to fight back a laugh.

"A bit of spray paint and it's just fine." A dismissive wave of her hand. "Not nearly as much trouble as you must have finding hair care products in the middle of a life or death situation."

[governmentninja]

There's a slight smirk. "Your entrances are always dramatic." If it's one thing he can say about Ada, it's that she definitely knew how to make her presence known.

He gives her a slightly amused look at the hair joke. He's heard about a billion of them by now. "Not really, I always carry some with me. Works out well for me too. The bad guys are so busy marveling at how my hair can be so nice after going through several hours of hell that it's easy to get the drop on them."

[rogue-in-red.livejournal.com]

"..That's because I want them to be. When I want to, I can also get around without anyone knowing I'm there, usually." She does laugh just a little bit this time. It was kind of nice, just sitting here and talking.

A billion or not, Ada has to get in on at least one of them. "Hair stuff is flammable, you know." She points this out idly, and aside form a slightly evil smirk doesn't offer any reason as to suddenly commenting about it.