Okay. [It was easy enough for him to accept that answer. He understood complicated.]
Yeah... [He looked at the guys again and wondered exactly how that had happened.] Let's go. [He didn't wait before starting to walk away from the aftermath.]
[Elliot nodded, following her into the diner. His hands had by this time slid into the pockets of his hoodie as he sat across from her. He was trying to look not as crazy as he knew he'd been looking the last couple of months.]
[The waitress came over, asking what they wanted to drink. Daisy immediately ordered a cup of coffee, but also a glass of water. Knowing it would come with ice.]
[Elliot ordered a water quietly, though he really wasn't hungry or thirsty. He could go for a smoke but settled for drumming his fingers against his thigh.]
Because the food is cheap and I'm a terrible cook.
[Because she doesn't have a stove in her van that she lives in, and she's on the run.
Their drinks came quickly, and then the waitress asked if they were ready to order. Daisy got her regular, burger and fries. The healthy option, obviously. What? There's lettuce and tomato on the side that she rarely ever puts on.
Once Elliot orders what he wants, or doesn't and the waitress leaves, Daisy goes fishing in her glass of water for the ice. Putting it in one of the heavy duty napkins that are on the table and wraps it in there before handing it to Elliot.]
[He wasn't that great at cooking either but then again he didn't really eat that much either. He ordered some toast -- not much the big eater and he's not particularly hungry after getting jumped.]
Thanks. [He said quietly taking the wrapped ice and smiling a little.]
Are you working on anything...?
[He made a bit of a face when the ice pressed to the sore spot on his jaw.]
[Elliot kept the ice to the skin despite the discomfort. It was a bit unusual to think of the girl he remembered not working on anything but he didn't think twice about it.]
[That's when he hesitated and tried to decide if he should tell her or not. It's not like she was a stranger but he was pretty sure it'd been a long time. Was she still trustworthy -- then again was anyone?
Instead of trying to wave off the question or answering it, he stared at her, watching her prepare her coffee. Maybe he could read the answer to his dilemma that way.]
[Brows knitted together, Daisy looks up when their food is brought to them. She thanks the waitress and waits until she's out of ear shot.]
....Yeah? I feel like I'm missing something. I mean, it's been like that for as long as we've been alive.
[She got into hacking to try and find her parents and while she considered herself a hacker. A great one, actually. There was parts of hacker culture she didn't quite get.]
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[A woman saved him, thank you.]
Come on. We should get out of here before the birdies disappear from around their heads.
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Yeah... [He looked at the guys again and wondered exactly how that had happened.] Let's go. [He didn't wait before starting to walk away from the aftermath.]
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Looking up at Elliot, her expression fell.]
What did a hacker do to get the shit kicked out of him?
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What hadn't he done that this point?]
Wrong place, wrong time.
[Semi-true]
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Should probably put some ice on that before it gets really nasty.
[She's talking about the bruise on his face.]
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it's been a long time, hasn't it?
[Time was kind of a hard thing for him sometimes.]
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Surprisingly you look the same.
[There's a diner up ahead and she hasn't eaten all day.]
You hungry?
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[It wasn't necessarily a bad thing. He glanced at the diner and then nodded.]
Sure... I can treat you... for saving me or..whatever.
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[Or AC. It's pretty balmy out tonight.
Stepping inside, Daisy took a spot at her usual table.
Yeah, so, she's come here before. She practically lived here when she wasn't in her van. Or, you know, saving people.]
You been here before?
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No. I don't get out much. You come here a lot?
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[The waitress came over, asking what they wanted to drink. Daisy immediately ordered a cup of coffee, but also a glass of water. Knowing it would come with ice.]
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Why?
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[Because she doesn't have a stove in her van that she lives in, and she's on the run.
Their drinks came quickly, and then the waitress asked if they were ready to order. Daisy got her regular, burger and fries. The healthy option, obviously. What? There's lettuce and tomato on the side that she rarely ever puts on.
Once Elliot orders what he wants, or doesn't and the waitress leaves, Daisy goes fishing in her glass of water for the ice. Putting it in one of the heavy duty napkins that are on the table and wraps it in there before handing it to Elliot.]
Here.
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[He wasn't that great at cooking either but then again he didn't really eat that much either. He ordered some toast -- not much the big eater and he's not particularly hungry after getting jumped.]
Thanks. [He said quietly taking the wrapped ice and smiling a little.]
Are you working on anything...?
[He made a bit of a face when the ice pressed to the sore spot on his jaw.]
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Oh. Not really no.
[That's not really a lie, but it wasn't anything that needed other people involved.]
What about you?
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Yeah. Something pretty big.
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Really? What is it?
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Instead of trying to wave off the question or answering it, he stared at her, watching her prepare her coffee. Maybe he could read the answer to his dilemma that way.]
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What? Are you like, hacking the FBI or something?
[She keeps her voice low, despite the fact that she's just teasing him.]
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We're doing something big, like that.
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[F-Society hadn't been formed yet the last time she and Elliot had spoken.]
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I created a group and we're going to reset everything. Save the world.
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He set the wet napkin on the table, the ice had melted by now.]
Corporations have taken over everything...
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....Yeah? I feel like I'm missing something. I mean, it's been like that for as long as we've been alive.
[She got into hacking to try and find her parents and while she considered herself a hacker. A great one, actually. There was parts of hacker culture she didn't quite get.]
It's kind of a vague plan.
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