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It was only roughly ten past twelve and the night was cold, clear, with only a slight breeze.
The teenage genius' were laughing down the pavement in the "bad area" of town.
Having harassed and stolen a police-man's helmet which Jon proudly wore, had a couple of beers (the real drinking happened later once they snuck back into school and before they collapsed into bed) been to a *cough* club and were now looking for some more fun...perhaps something to burn. Or hacking into the CCTV system of London's streets again.
"Hey." Jon nodded his head as a woman was standing by a lampost, glancing about, as if waiting for some-one or something.
"Not bad at all..." Cedric practically purred and you could hear his mind conjuring XXX things he could do to her.
"Not at all~" Luke said. "Jon, maybe you should go for this one....Rosie ain't gonna mind." He winked.
"Rosalyn is a sweet girl and I would never cheat on her." But there was something playful in his voice.
"What she doesn't know can't hurt her huh?" Mycroft joined in, knowing that no matter what Jon was going to at least flirt with this girl....hhhmm....no. She was a young woman. Yes; hips were broad enough and she was developed enough.
Large, hypnotizing eyes that seemed black in the gloom locked onto them and they continued their amble.
"Dangerous neighborhood to be in luv...." Cedric was there first, like normal, turning on the chocolate voice
Jon stood next to him, Luke to his left, hands in pockets, not as bothered though he always found this entertaining.
Mycroft stood between Cedric and Jon, watching with a less leering expression on his face.
"You lost or something..?" Jon asked eagerly though they all were clever enough to know that is not what a lost woman looked like.
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But then she turned her face to the side, obviously not looking at any of the men in front of her, though she was aware of where they were, of course, and continued waiting for he brother. She was early, so she wasn't expecting him for at least another half-hour.
"You know if you go just a couple miles that way you are into the Red Light district...." Mycroft watched her with interest. She didn't seem like a hooker...stripper waiting for a lift home perhaps?
"What brings you uptown boys to my turf?" There was obvious double meaning in all her words, though it was cryptic. What they didn't know was that it actually was her turf, the Moriartys.
"We often come here Miss....?" Cedric was as smooth as always and Jon adjusted his police-man's helmet.
"Perhaps...you work here?" Cedric was blazen and said it like that was no big deal. Mycroft didn't react much either, Luke snorted and looked to the side, and Jon blinked, like teh thought hadn't occured to him. For a genius he could be very naive.
"Oh how do you know what I was thinking...?" Cedric murmured in a low voice.
"Because you are obviously incredibly perverse Cedric." Mycroft's arms were crossed and he shot his friend's pass at her down in flames without a bat of an eye. "And she is much too smart to fall for that old chestnut." He tipped his head and smirked at her. He loved intelligence, and you could see this girl thinking before she buried it under an act. Oh she was so very good....he knew Cedric would have clocked this too, all of them similar in this regard.
Cedric glanced back at Mycroft with an arched, partially plucked brow.
"Heh......Mycroft thinks a lot of you already. Even not swearing around you....how sweet." Cedric retaliated against Crofty.
"Piss off you prick." Mycroft shot back with a smirk almost immediately and the lads all chuckled in amusement.