"Don't worry about it," Mary leans over to place a gentle kiss on the other's cheek. "Go after him."
Mary didn't understand it. Hell, Lucian didn't, but it was something he had to do. It wasn't even instinctual, he just somehow knew. He had to follow the other. He had to do something. Mary seemed to get that, too--or perhaps it was because she was eyeing a very pretty lady who looked to be a call girl.
Lucian followed, making no pretense of being polite at other people, nearly upsetting someone's tray of alcohol. The doors opened and Lucian didn't even pay attention to the cold, just that it was beginning to snow and he could see the strange American's form quickly moving away.
"Wait!" He calls, and he's surprised at how desperate and urgent he seems. In fact, he breaks into a run to try to get at him. "Wait, please! Please. Don't run away."
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"Don't worry about it," Mary leans over to place a gentle kiss on the other's cheek. "Go after him."
Mary didn't understand it. Hell, Lucian didn't, but it was something he had to do. It wasn't even instinctual, he just somehow knew. He had to follow the other. He had to do something. Mary seemed to get that, too--or perhaps it was because she was eyeing a very pretty lady who looked to be a call girl.
Lucian followed, making no pretense of being polite at other people, nearly upsetting someone's tray of alcohol. The doors opened and Lucian didn't even pay attention to the cold, just that it was beginning to snow and he could see the strange American's form quickly moving away.
"Wait!" He calls, and he's surprised at how desperate and urgent he seems. In fact, he breaks into a run to try to get at him. "Wait, please! Please. Don't run away."