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[champions]

WHO: Marisol, Nikos, Kostos
WHAT: Nevar Gonna Run Around & Desert You Northern Powers assignment
WHEN: [ mumbles vaguely ]
WHERE: Nevarra
NOTES: mood

There isn’t a lot of time. The assignment had been informative. She would say it had gone well. Not smoothly, though, and it wouldn’t have gone well until they had all managed to get out of there alive.

She vaults onto the carriage with a grace that should not be possible when tightly bodiced and wearing a layered gown, but doing the impossible is practically her signature move. With a dramatic crack of the reins, the carriage starts forward, the four black horses surging forward.

It will help, certainly. That does not guarantee that their pursuers will not be close behind them, and she still needs to find Nikos and Kostos. Shortcuts will be necessary.

A sharp turn to the right, and the carriage bursts through a veritable wall of fresh produce, a rain of watermelons, oranges, berries, fruit of every kind. Bright colours splatter the ground, and even cabbages are trampled underfoot.

The race is on, as she guides the carriages towards the Anderfel ambassador’s estate.

Marisol is standing on the carriage, black hair streaming behind her, with a number of men on foot and on horseback in pursuit, and the knowledge that soon more will come. She grins, exhilarated.