Leaving the clinic, Sadie began the walk back to the Academy. It was considerably less fun without her furball to keep her company, but what was she to do. Music's the next best thing, she decided taking out her iPod and jamming the headphones into her ears.
She looked around as she walked, she observed her surroundings. It had been the very first thing that had been drilled into them at Evanesca, along with 'never be late'. She enjoyed watching the people, rushing about in their own worlds. Too busy too notice her. Except...
Except the scruffy male who'd been following her for many a street now. He tried to be subtle, tried but failed miserably. Oh great, that's just what I need today - a stalker.
These being said, all by himself, he left the house and headed to the park. He was wearing a dark pair of jeans, a purple T-shirt and a black jacket, because it was still pretty chilly outside and he didn't want to risk catching a cold. He sutffed his hands in his pockets and walked slowly, just glancing around. There were places he didn't even recognize, despite the fact that part of his job was to walk around the city and find suspects.
She spotted a park with a couple of people. Two lone couples, a mother with her toddler and a guy on his own, meandering about. The blonde took another sneaky look at the guy on her tail and instantly made up her mind as to what to do. "Ohmygosh!" she squealed, jogging in the direction of the guy in the black jacket. "I haven't seen you in forever, how've you been?" she exclaimed, loud enough for the couples and mother to send her sideways glances.
Lost in thought, he noticed the blonde running up to him almost too late. His eyes widening slightly, he tensed his body and caught her in his arms, because she was running so fast that she probably couldn't stop that easily. "Umm... Excuse me?" he asked, quietly enough so only she heard him.
Breaking away from him she subtly positioned herself so she could look at and chat with this stranger while subtly checking what the one was doing. "It's been years, hasn't it? How've you been?" she asked cheerfully.
Well, that's one way to meet someone...
Hearing the words she whispered in his ear, he gently let go of her and sent her a big, charming smile. "Hey, honey," he played along. Why be an ass when he could help a pretty lady? "Yes, it's been a while, it's a pleasure to see you back. I've been great, thank you. How about you?"
"I've been just wonderful. Scotland was just gorgeous at this time of year," she replied with a smile. Thankgod he played along. Otherwise that would have been one awkward scenario... "You really should have come." She gave a chuckle then lowered her voice. "Do you wanna go somewhere? In the thataway kinda direction?" she asked with a slight nod towards the more deserted part of the park. Anywhere with people was out of the question - too hard to tell who was simply a civilian and who wasn't.
Despite the fact that nothing was real, his smile became even brighter when she mentioned Scotland, the country of his ancestors. "Yes, I really should've... Too bad work kept me here in Berlin," he shrugged. He was a pretty good actor when that was needed. When she suggested him to move further, he agreed quickly, because he was curious what all this was actually about. "Sure," he grinned, starting to walk to said direction.
"You're from Scotland?" she asked, noticing how he'd brightened at the mention of the country. "Which part?" She'd been supposed to go back to Scotland for a visit over the winter holidays but that hadn't happened this year. Ah well, there's always the holidays to visit back home again... She missed her home land terribly.
She looked around her, eyes scanning the perimeter for any unwelcome lurkers. Satisfied that everything was fine, she dropped down onto the grass. "You don't meet many fellow Scots around here," she said with a smile. "I'm Sadie, by the way. Thank you for helping with the rescue."
"I am not exactly from Scotland, I was born here, in Berlin," he explained, shrugging slightly. "But my parents are Scottish and we used to travel there a lot when I was younger."
At her next words, a smirk appeared in the corner of his mouth as he looked down at her. "Ryan," he replied. "Oh yes, about that... Do you always hug strangers around, or was it a special occasion?" he teased, his eyes holding a mischievous sparkle inside.
"Or, the more likely and truthful version of I was being followed and my wolf-pup who would usually be able to tear said follower to shreds is at the vet's so I needed an escape. Take your pick at the one that sounds the most awesome," she told him with a grin, eyes taking on a slight sparkle.
"Hmm, let me think," he said, pretending to try to choose one. "Both sound supernatural, which makes me think that you came to me only because I was hot," he grinned; he couldn't help it. "But seeing that I am a detective, I tend to believe the second story, however creepy it is."
She fell back onto the grass, giggling and stared up at the sky for a moment. "Well, every city's gonna have a few rotten apples. I just happened to somehow be the unfortunate magnet to one." She knew how, but she wasn't about to say it. The phrase 'He's after me because I'm a spy-in-training' weren't ones to be said in a normal conversation. "I woulda been fine if Maija had been with me - she woulda torn the guy to shreds if he'd come close. However, I do promise that the recent maulings of various conmen in the district were not my doing, Detective," she joked, pulling a shifty face as she propped herself up on her elbows.
"I am pretty attractive, you're right," he chuckled cockily, glancing at her from the corner of her eyes.
He laughed lightly again at her next words, realizing that Maija was a dog actually. "I hope it was not your doing," he said with a serious face, deciding to play her game. "What would happen if I'd have to arrest such a beautiful young woman? Wouldn't that be tragic?" he asked cheekily, grinning.
Will you stop? the logical part of her mind scolded her.
Nuh uh, shan't, shan't!
"It wasn't, I swear!" she joked back, hazel eyes wide with innocence and long lashes fluttering. "Just because the blood trail always seems to end with me doesn't mean anything. I'm innocent in all of this, innocent I tell you!"
She dropped back onto the ground with a giggle. "It would be incredibly tragic. But lucky for me I'd be out of there in a heartbeat," she retorted, her own cheeky grin mirroring his. "Us beauties can be a danger to arrest," she added, eyes sparkling with mischief.
But that night, right when he thought that he would get bored quickly, go back to his place, watch TV and eat chocolate all day long, Sadie showed up, ready to brighten his day.
He playfully raised an eyebrow at her last words, still smirking mischievously. "Cocky, I like it," he grinned. "But I don't think beauty works on me when it comes to business. I'm a pro, though I may not show it."
"You underestimate me," she shot back, a smirk playing on her lips. It would certainly be an interesting challenge if it ever came down to it - her versus Ryan. She'd probably do it some day if she got really bored. It'd be great practice for her future career. "But alright, if beauty doesn't work then what about something that isn't in the eye of the beholder and is instead in the stomach of the beholder? Y'know, chocolate, ice-cream, cotton-candy, cupcakes, the list goes on. I'm sure that one of those things will work a charm."
At her next words though, his eyes widened like the eyes of a little kid. Sweets had always been his weakness, but he didn't think that a serious detective would be discovered like this. Well, he was definetly a detective, but he was not that sure about the serious part. "How on Earth do you know about this? You start to scare me," he said, faking seriousness.
At his reaction she fell about in a peal of giggles. "Look at you! Your face just lit up like a Christmas tree!" Now that was just cute. "How did I know? Because I'm magic like that," she told him, mischief and playfulness dancing in her eyes. "And now I also know how to escape an arrest if ever you're around," she added teasingly. "Just dangle a chocolate cupcake in front of you."
He laughed as well; she was so cute when giggling. He slowly shook his head, especially when seeing the mischief in her eyes. Hmm, so she wanted to play this way? He had to keep that in mind. "I have quick reflexes. I can just take the cupcake, then get you as well," he said with a wink, because his sentence had definetly had two meanings.
She raised her eyebrow. "Oh I bet they are. But I've got pretty quick reflexes too. The cupcake shall be aaaall mine," she retorted, trying to be flirty but having a sneaking suspicion that she was failing at it. She was rusty in that particular art; not many to practice on.
She looked in the direction of her stalker and found that thankfully he'd decided to bugger off for now. She knew she really should be getting back to the Academy by now, but she really didn't want to. Not yet. She was really enjoying his company.
He couldn't not chuckle when she saw that Sadie, however pretty she was, did not possess the art of flirting, which was quite a surprise to him. But she still had that natural, personal charm that made him stick around for a while, so she needed nothing more. "That's a cute dream," he teased softly, suddenly looking up at the dark sky. "You can keep dreaming, but I will still make sure it won't happen in real life."
"Good," she replied with a slight smirk. "I wouldn't want an arrest tainting my perfect record anyway. Besides, I'd have to feel sorry for you when you lost, and I just don't know if I can manage not gloating," she teased. She looked up, smiling when she spotted the first star of the night. Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight... "All this talk about cupcakes is making me want one now..."
Hearing her next words, he instantly got on his feet and, with the grin still present all over her features, held out a hand. "I cannot say no to cupcakes. And despite the fact that I have all types of sweets at my home, I will not invite you there; I don't want you to think I am a sick pervert or something," he chuckled.
She giggled at his next comment. She couldn't say that she wasn't tempted; tempted to just have one night of fun. She'd been working so hard at school, she never got to go out to meet people properly; all she wanted was to just have some fun and adventure. You shouldn't... You really shouldn't...
But I want to...
"Well, how about we hit a cafe first? And then if there's nothing good there, I might take you up on that offer..." she replied, biting her lip slightly but eyes sparkling.