(I think this happened late last Friday morning; but I haven't been able to post about it until now. Technically, I guess, it was OOC, as I was not "Julie" but I was not "myself" either. In fact, it seemed like I was Carmen, herself; or at least that I was seeing things from her point of view. This was a dream, remember; no god-modding intended; no crimes committed. It went something like this...)
Carmen was walking briskly through some city, somewhere, with some kind of small green space; like a town square or a park nearby. It had rained, recently enough that all the different pavements were still wet, and even tough it was daylight, it was still kind of grey. But where she was, was not as important as where she was going. She seemed more concerned being seen by people passing by, than by any type of law enforcement.
Then, Carmen was in a much darker place; that seemed like an alley; but it also seemed like there was some kind of minor structure above; the right top edge of a building; or a catwalk; that also cast an extra shadow; making the location even more secluded.
Chase stepped out of the shadows, identifying himself as he did so. He told Carmen he was glad to see her, under the circumstances. He said he was concerned about her and all her people (at VILE).
Carmen nodded, and agreed that she was concerned about him, and all his people (at ACME) too; and they both agreed that this was one those times when both of them would have to work together to deal with someone who was a threat to both of their organizations.
Then, I woke up.