Archived La Vie de Luxe

[Chief]

Chief Weller received the notification that something was amiss when a message popped up on his communication device that ACME had a CO2 leak. It was 3 a.m., and certainly no time to be up and about, so he first ignored it. Soon, a telephone call from one of the control center personnel asked if there was indeed a drill this morning.

Having forgotten that Chase Devineaux had taken leave to Luxembourg along with Eugene Grovington, the flight instructor, Sophie Conrad, from the ACME Medical Center, and a few other ACME detectives, Chief Weller sent a message to the only man he thought would know about this.

"Chase, ACME control is forced out of their stations. Please tell your officers to head back inside, and in the future, please announce your plans... and try not to conduct tests in the dead of night...."

While writing the message, Dr. Weller received another urgent call from an ACME Personnel. When he picked up, among background screaming, he heard:

"Chief Weller!! You have got to come down here!! It's the ACME Tower, my God, the entire building, it's gone!!"

(I hope that doesn't sound rushed, *puffs pipe*)

 

[Chase]

Unpublished ending to La Vie de Luxe. This was supposed to go right after Weller’s post, but after some debating, we decided it was better to cut it off and leave the escape event open-ended. Someone correct me if I remember wrong.

Cowritten & Edited by Chase/Carmen

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Spoiler: Unpublished

As he took ‘Normandie’ up the casements, he passed the discarded Ducati. Like fuel to a fire, it made him push the horse faster. Towards certain heights, his heart pounded when he saw a lithe figure inside a bend, overlooking the river below.

He stopped the percheron, but she noticed him long before he reacted.

Their eyes met, and he knew she would jump.

“Wait,” he began to dismount, “please.”

She hesitated at a moment known for fatality in pauses, but his ‘please’ was an alluring offset.

With adrenaline already coursing through her veins, she pulled herself to the rider and before his stance was stabilised, took his lips into hers.

Her kiss was gravity, Chase tumbled slightly from the horse and that only served to her advantage. One of his hands still held the reins while the other sought balance, but she held both down with nothing more than a light touch.

When the lull ended, he breathed her sigh, standing now on solid stone. To Carmen, this was an ephemeral lapse and she took two steps away from him with every move he made towards her, gaining ground before he came to his senses.

His communicator made a buzz, and she bounded away.

“Hey!”

She heard his voice, deep and angered, as she leapt from the framed window to the cold water below.