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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[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.