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London. Wasn't it strange how they all kept ending up in London? Melissa, Wren... Well, okay, perhaps Wren belonged here, but whatever. Spencer had been here too though, and she wouldn't have been surprised to learn that Aria had been here at some point also.

Jenna was here alone though, and her cane tapped rhythmically against the pavement as she made her way down the street. Dark shades hid her eyes, serving as both a fashion statement and a shield, covering the white lines around her eyes. If she was honest, she wasn't completely sure why she'd come to London- Maybe to just get away from Rosewood, or maybe... Maybe she thought she'd uncover something here. Maybe even find closure here.

Right now, however, she was just trying to get to the bar, or the 'pub' as they called it.

Even in heels and with no way of seeing where she was going, Jenna never stumbled or tripped. So when her cane fell from her hands, it was because someone accidentally knocked it away. That was enough to make her stop in her tracks, sighing as whoever had knocked it continued walking.

"Damn it," she muttered, hating how exposed she felt as she very slowly started to crouch down to feel around for it.

Date: 2016-07-15 05:47 pm (UTC)
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"Here, I've got it," Anael hastened to tell her, before she might have completely crouched down. Cane in hand, he stepped close and gently took her forearm in his hand, before putting the cane back in her hand. "Are you all right?"

Date: 2016-07-15 06:05 pm (UTC)
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"Let me apologise on their behalf, then," Anael answered, kind smile audible in his voice. He sounded like any lower middle class Londoner, but his smell was different. Underneath the city's pollution, there was the faint scent of ozone and something altogether alien, to anyone with a sensitive enough nose. And no hint whatsoever of sweat, although the weather was still quite mild for mid-July.

Date: 2016-07-15 10:15 pm (UTC)
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"I'm Hani," Anael told her warmly, giving her hand a shake. "Do you know where you're going now?"

Date: 2016-07-17 12:44 pm (UTC)
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"The pub," Anael confirmed with a chuckle. "And there's always one close by." He looked down the street and spotted a sign not far off. "Would you like some company, Jenna? I could do with a drink."

Date: 2016-07-18 06:40 pm (UTC)
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"It's Arabic," Anael told her as they started walking towards the pub he'd spotted. "It means happy."

Date: 2016-07-18 10:51 pm (UTC)
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"Of course," Anael confirmed with an easy smile, stopping beside her to let her feel his face. "I am happy, yes," he went on, letting her feel that on his face, if she could.

Date: 2016-07-18 11:08 pm (UTC)
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The touch was oddly intimate, but that was not something Anael minded, on the contrary. His hand briefly went to hers on his arm instinctively, as if to make sure that she still had it, as they started walking again. "I feel that happy should be anyone's default state. Being alive, being able to connect, to experience things..." Anael turned a smile on her, for all that she couldn't see it. "Are you?"

He had never been good at not asking personal questions, and she had asked him first.

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Date: 2016-07-18 03:33 am (UTC)
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Hex was on his phone texting Mark when he heard the clatter and looked up. It was clear enough to him and he hurried forward.

"I've got it, miss," he said, taking up the cane and settling it in her outstretched hand. "Are you alright? That bloke didn't hurt you, yeah?"

Date: 2016-07-18 03:55 am (UTC)
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"Are you Jenna?" he asked, a smile lighting up his voice. "Spencer told me to meet you here. I'm so glad to meet a friend of Spencer's. I've tidied up her room for you."

It didn't bother him at all that she'd checked out his videos. He wasn't shy about his work at all.

Date: 2016-07-18 04:11 am (UTC)
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Hex huffed a small, nervous laugh and rubbed the back of his neck. Thinking better of mentioning going to America with Spencer, Hex opted for caution. He didn't want to get involved with A again. Ever.

"Yeah. Way outside," he said. "Let's go inside. I heard it might rain, but it doesn't look like it. Still, weather can turn..."

Date: 2016-07-18 04:24 am (UTC)
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"I'll be happy to," he replied, leading her inside. Once inside he found a table and took her to it. "What do you drink? Have a seat and I'll go to the bar."

Date: 2016-07-18 06:59 pm (UTC)
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"Good, good. I'll be right back," he said and scurried off to the bar to order a vodka soda and a soda with lime for himself. Since Q had gone with him to the meeting he hadn't had a drink. It was a daily battle to not drink, but he was doing well.

He came back to the table with the drinks and took a seat.

"There we are," he said warmly. "Now Spencer didn't tell me much about you..."

Date: 2016-07-18 10:42 pm (UTC)
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Hex was more shocked that Spencer had had something to do with it than the actual injury. Jenna was a good looking bird, he didn't need to be straight to appreciate that.

"Oh my God," he said softly. "But Spencer's...well, that's last, Jenna. Dead last. Can I ask what happened? Or would you rather leave it in the past?"

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