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The first half of the day had ended up being rather uneventful, at least on Markus' part anyway. As he was partially stuck with babysitting Erin until she woke up, as Lucian went out early for some recon before the other two would join up with him later. But until then, Markus found himself sitting in one of the chairs, reading a book as he waited for Erin to finally wake up. He knew she was a heavy sleeper, but even this was new for her. The day was practically half over by the time he decided she had slept enough, putting the book down as he rose to his feet. Markus had just made it over to her, hand outstretched when Erin suddenly bolted straight up, "Woah, woah! Slow your roll there, romeo." she yelled, scooting back on the couch, much to Markus' clear confusion. "Excuse me?" he questioned, still taken a back by the sudden jolt. Erin blinked at him, "You were creeping towards me as I was asleep, like some weird creeper. Ya creep." she mumbled, wiping the sleep from her eyes. Markus simply raised an eyebrow clearly still in shock, "I was trying to wake you up! You've slept like half the day. Why are you being so-" "Yeah yeah, lover boy. Save it. I already know what you're gonna say. Kinda jumped ahead of things." Erin said casually, as she pushed herself up off the couch and into the kitchen. Leaving Markus in his confused state.
"Ya gonna keep looking at me like that, or are you gonna actually say what you wanna say? We don't got all day." her voice echoed from inside the fridge. Markus blinked a few more times, trying to wrap his head around what was going on. He hadn't spent much time with Erin in the past year, and it was always somewhat offputting whenever she'd go on one of her longwinded rants, or say she knew what was going to happen before anything even happened. He didn't exactly get how or why she was able to do it. She just did, for as long as he could remember. Markus cleared his throat for a moment, "Yeah uhm, Lucian's gonna need our help with the recon later today, thought you'd be able to come and help out with that, yeah?" Erin pulled her head out of the fridge as she looked at him for a moment in complete silence, "Yeah, sure. That's no problem. Not scheduled until six but, we can go early if ya want." Erin shrugged.
Markus was baffled for a moment, blinking once more as he tried to think of something. But in the end he simply just shrugged his shoulders. "I'd like to get there when the sun's down so, yeah. Make it quick, cuz we got a few errands to run." Erin turned back to look at him, "Like?" one of her eyebrows raised. "Well, for starters. We need to get you some normal clothes. And some that aren't stained in your blood. Or riddled with bullet holes. Or stab marks, or whatever else you get yourself into." His tone went a bit serious for a moment. Erin simply gave him a small nod before answering, "Well, if it's any consolation, I can take care of that no problem. I have my ways, but sure. We can go shopping...Tomorrow." and with that, Erin was already walking towards the bathroom. Markus just raised his hands in defeated surrender and waited for her to return.
A few short minutes passed, before the bathroom door opened and Erin walked back out. Markus wouldn't have taken a second look at her, if something didn't catch his eye. "Ready to go?" she asked. Markus blinked, somehow she was wearing an entirely different outfit than she was prior. But he had no idea where she got the new set of clothing from. There was nothing of her size in Lucian's wardrobe, and she didn't bring anything with her. So where-. "I already know what you're thinking, just don't even bother. It's honestly no big deal. Let's just go and help out your boyfriend with his mission, eh?" Markus blinked in shock and surprise once more. His mouth hanging open for a moment as he tried to say something. "He's not my boyfriend. he mumbled under his breath.
"Sure, and I'm Pope Francis. Your point?" Erin teased, slinging her arm around Markus as the two left the appartment and made the treck to where they'd end up needing to be when Lucian would get into contact with them. Waiting outside on one of the rooftops, as they hid within the shadows, waiting for their cue to get into things...Until then, they waited. Not entirely patiently, or silently. As Erin often mumbled things to herself or at nothing, but Markus did his best to ignore it, and kept an eye on things down below and across the way where Lucian was making his way inside of the building.