Archived Roleplay:Bach and Nicki RP here

Run Sasha, run
Sasha: She walks up to the beach, wearing sports clothes.

Lancelot: He walks over to her, wearing cargo shorts and a black t-shirt, he smiles when he sees her. "you made it, I was afraid maybe they already got to you." he chuckles a bit trying to be passive about the fact the thought of someone killing her was actually really bothering him.

Sasha: She chuckles, "I've been here for six months and I'm still alove, six hours couldn't possibly make a difference. Well they could.... Anyway," she smiles at him, "What's the plan?"

Lancelot: "Well down the beach aways there's a good mile stretch that's got a good cliff face to the left and the ocean and rocks to the right, when running down the beach," he points up the beach, "that way. The best options besides directly following you would be to be up on the cliffs or out in a boat on the water with sniper rifles.....but I can't be in both places, so I either need to be out on a boat or up on the cliffs."

Sasha: She thinks for a few moments, twirling a strand of her hair as she does so, "Let's try the boat."

Lancelot: he nods, "Ok, that works, There's a marina not far from here, I'll rent one with cash. I don't want to use one of the camp boats in case they've already cased the place. We'll plan it tomorrow I guess?"

Sasha: She nods, "It should work." She tries her best not to sound nervous, but it doesn't work that well, because her voice breaks a little at the end.

Lancelot: Nods, "If it doesn't work we'll have to get you out for longer, maybe take a weekend trip somewhere...."

Sasha: She bites her lip, not quite liking the sound of that, "Mhm..."

Lancelot: "Well I should probably get up early tomorrow to get the boat rented, until then we've got the rest of the day to....just....." He isn't even sure what to suggest, as he's never wanted so badly before to just hang out with her outside of missions and marks....so he is in totally new territory....

Sasha: She glances at him with furrowed eyebrows, not used to this side of him, "Anything wrong?"

Lancelot: shrugs no just...thinking

Sasha: "...Thinking?"

Lancelot: "Well, in the past I've never been quite this ummm, interested in spending time with someone who knows the real me, it's a rather new thought process....."

Sasha: She smiles a bit and steps closer to him, "Would you like to go somewhere or... I don't know, do something?"

Lancelot: He bridges what little gap was left between them and pulls her into a hug, suddenly wanting to be really close to her, and for just a little bit, forget he has to kidnap her soon, "Sure, have anything in mind?"

Sasha: She grins and hugs back, forgetting for a moment about the file she found, happy to just be here with him, "Maybe we could watch a movie?"

Lancelot: He grins, "That sounds so normal, sure why not, as long as it's not some boring chick flick."

Sasha: She grins back, "Boring chick flick? I thought you knew me better than that."

Lancelot: "Well I'd like to think I do, but I try not to assume anything," he laughs and sticks out his tongue at her playfully.

Sasha: She laughs and shakes her head, "So, anything you wanna watch?"

Lancelot: "Hmmm World War Z?" he asks and pulls out his phone at the same time to double check that it's still playing in theatre. "Still in theatre, there's a 6pm show time, we could get something to eat first, then the movie."

Sasha: She smiles, "Sounds good, I'm famished."

Lancelot: "Perfect, well I just want a quick shower first and change, then we can head out," he smiles and starts to walk with her towards the cabins.

Sasha: She grabs his hand as they walk, a silly smile playing on her lips.

Lancelot: He smiles, "Do you want to wait at my cabin while I get ready? or we could meet or ummm you could join me." he grins mischievously

Sasha: She smirks, "But I have to get ready, too. Can't exactly go like this..."

Lancelot: He smiles and shrugs, "yea figured I'd offer, so meet by the Big house in a half hour?"

Sasha: She kisses him quickly, "Sure." With one last smile, she leaves.

Lancelot: He goes, showers, puts on a clean pair of jeans and long sleeve white button up shirt, tosses on some cologne, and heads over to the Big House steps.

Sasha: She walks up a few minutes later, wearing something like this, not exactly what you wear to a date, but she wasn't sure if this was a date, anyway. "Ready?" she smiles.