03-02-2011, 07:35 PM
Dante moved forward the instant her eyes rolled back. He didn't catch her in time, but did move to lift her into his arms. "That's what we all say." Everything will be fine. What a retarded waste of breath. Nothing was ever fine. The male was sure to get the knife tucked away somewhere on his form before turning his attention to the task at hand. "Just hold on, little lady."
With a smirk, he launched himself into the air - his wings snapped back into place moments before he did so. The dwindling darkness offered little cover as Dante headed toward a safer place to wait. The parking garage was both huge and dark - perfect. Landing and forcing himself to appear normally once again, Dante headed non-chalantly toward one of the nicest cars there. Xavier would be most displeased - he wasn't supposed to be driving the modified vehicle around the city.
Setting Kyreian on her feet, Dante used his free hand to unlock the car . . . and then he promptly stuck the girl in the passenger's side. The belt clicked right around the time he went searching for any other weapons that she might decide to pull - it would be unfortunate if the stranger whipped out a gun while they were driving down the road.
Warm hand trailing over her form, Dante conducted a rather thorough search for weapons. Can't say she isn't easy on the eyes.
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