(open) elektra natchios (black sky)

[blacksky]

 

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[oorah]

Something flashes in his gaze, visible in the lights reflecting from the streets even without him turning his head. All he does is grubt in acknowledgment though he hates people pointing that out usually. Coming from her, it's different, like she's recognizing a kindred spirit. That's what they are now, isn't it?

"Believe it or not, lady, I knew that." It gets a smile, lopsided and sharp though it is. He drops it as quickly as it flit across his face anyway. What seems like mere seconds later, the van screeches to a halt outside a chained up storage unit and Frank reaches back into that sketchy bag to retrieve a pair of bolt cutters, hopping out without another word, hood up not like it matters. He leaves the engine running and the door wide open.

[blacksky]

She takes even those fleeting smiles. Elektra is feeling that kinship. It is a nice little high for her. She watches him disappear, waiting patiently for his return. They'll have to make a stop for her gear too so she has an incentive to play nice here. You know at least until Frank returns.

"Do you always look like a robber?" This is the sketchiest situation ever. She loves it.

[oorah]

He just rolls his eyes and slides through the newly opened fence so he can get to his unit, then hops back out again.

"Come on." What? Did he not mention she's helping him?

[blacksky]

She smiles charmingly, eyes batting innocently. What? It's not like she's testing him or something!!! "You don't mind stopping so I can pick up a thing or two, do you? I couldn't be sure you were in until just now."