Gargoyles-verse: Maza Place: Love is in the Air

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There were few things that made Guinevere happier than spending time with Franklin.  While she still often found herself at odds with herself, fighting against her nature to be angry, to lash out, toward irrationality, when he was around, it was as though she could drink from a fountain of peace.

She did not consider herself weak, far from it, though the upsets in her life had sometimes led her to act so.  But her strength was recovering.  Traveling to a new time, so soon after she had confronted a horrible future version of herself, had been hard on her.  Filled her with doubts.  And though her heart still ached, she would never allow herself to become a waste, never allow herself to live in hesitation, doomed to inaction for fear of what might be.

And the first true step in that lay in her visit here to Franklin tonight.

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The man nods with rough courtesy. "Likewise."

Then he grins as Franklin puts a wing around Gwen's shoulders. "Ohhhh. That kinda friend."

Franklin blinks, then blushes.

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Despite herself, Gwen blushes as well.

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"No," says Franklin. "She's my friend."

"Sorry." Bob puts his hands up in apology, but then reaches over and snags a little bag of roasted chestnuts and offers them to Gwen. "Here, it's on me."

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She takes the bag. "Oh... It is all right... But thank-you."

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"Don't wanna come off as a jerk," he says cheerfully, then excuses himself to serve another customer.

"Do you want to walk?" asks Franklin softly. "No one will try to mug us."

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Gwen is not exactly afraid of muggers.

"That would be wonderful."

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He grins at her and turns toward his favorite trail, pausing along the way to contemplate a half-melted ice sculpture.

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Gwen considers the sculpture. "Whoever did this was quite talented."

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"Claw and Ryan did." Franklin walks around it to look at it from a different angle. "There was a contest, and then people could put their sculptures wherever they wanted to. "Ryan's first dad died in the World Trade center, so he wanted to put it here."

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Gwen gives him a curious look. "The World Trade Center? That is the twin buildings, correct? How could someone die there?"

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"A lot of people died when they fell," he says quietly, looking toward where they had stood.

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Gwen blinks in surprise, staring for a long moment. "I never noticed before... that they were missing."