Running on Sunday

The Alleyway Across a Street

Irchin stands from leaning against the wall. "No surprise, you're right on time." Luna walks past Irchin raising her right eyebrow,

"Is there anyone waiting for me that I need not care about?" Irchin tilts the front of his hat to cover his face as he follows Luna across a street into an alleyway,

"You show every meeting the same respect." Luna turns to stare at Irchin midway through the alleyway. He lifts the front of his hat slightly to make eye contact with Luna,

"Do you know the reason for meeting with anyone from Delth outside of a publicly known event on purpose?" Irchin shakes his head left and right slow as he pulls open one side of his three-quarter jacket partially revealing a weapon to which Luna raises an open palm causing Irchin to pause,

"I'm ready for trouble Luna." She shakes her head placing a hand on the back of Irchin's hand,

"The day Palin has to resort to ballistics is a day I ensure will never arrive while I am alive." Luna steps closer to Irchin, both her hands rise to rest on either side of his face as she continues, "This is unlike you to worry so much." Irchin's shoulders drop as his hands reach up to clasp Luna's hands into a ball of warmth in front of his stomach,

"I'm not worrying Luna. I'm being precautious. What's with their urgency?" Luna sighs pulling away toward the end of the alley and stands in front of a cellar waiting for Irchin to come to her side. She speaks in a low tone,

"We are entering a safe zone. We do not need to panic -- especially here -- or else we will be given great reason to. I'll hold your weapon from here." Luna extends an open palm to Irchin extending a case into her hand which Luna conceals inside of her jacket then proceeds into the cellar full of mist so thick it nearly feels solid. Irchin releases a heavy breath following close behind Luna's every step.