[Les - date night]

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It isn't her dream job, but it's enough that April can get by without looking like she's pulling money out of nowhere and that's all she really needs. She's assisting a self-employed lawyer around his office, which, as jobs go, really isn't all that bad. He's relatively quiet, the work is easy, and when he looks at her in a way she doesn't like -- which he has twice already -- all April has to do is suggest to him in a soft voice that he doesn't think of her like that.

But it's a job and she needs one. The only problem is that tonight, when she's supposed to be meeting Les at her place for their date, she's been kept late. There's a client still in the lawyer's office when she glances at her phone and realizes there's no way she's going to make it to her apartment before Les, so she texts him and tells him if that's the sort of thing he can do, that he should feel free to magic her door open. She doesn't leave keys lying around under welcome mats like she knows some people do, but she also doesn't have anything in her apartment worth stealing. There's nothing she's attached to in there at all.

So she tells Les to go ahead, wait inside, she'll be there in twenty minutes. By the time she gets her things packed up and is actually outside her apartment, it's more like half an hour and she's angry with herself. She's angry with her boss for keeping her late and she's upset that she's made Les wait, all of which are new feelings.

April loves to keep people waiting. It exerts a certain level of dominance, but now, as she walks toward her building, her heels clicking on the sidewalk as she digs her keys out of her purse, she only feels bad.

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[lesparker]

Truth is even without magic powers and a key under the mat Les probably still would've been able to pick the lock on April's front door. He was a curious child, that was always on adventures into places and buildings he wasn't supposed to be. But, luckily, his powers allow him into April's apartment relatively easy. He swings open the door, knowing that April sounded more than apologetic when she'd called to say she would be late, but he thinks maybe it isn't such a bad thing to have a few more minutes.

Les is....antsy. That's the best word for it. Besides dinner, what would they even do or talk about on this date? Is this even really them, is what he's been asking himself all day. Maybe it is unconventional but up until now he's had no complaints about what they have going. Is this date just going to complicate and screw that up? Because Les is fully capable of messing things up by probably just being himself.

This is why Les is distracted when he enters the dark apartment. He doesn't feel the stillness in the air that isn't quite right. Maybe another day he would've sensed the room is too dark, too quiet. Smelled the bodies in the room. Something. Les, on any other day, without April on the brain, would have known it is a trap.

But that isn't what happens. Les steps through the door, heading for the kitchen to flick on the light switch, but when he does he's surrounded by three hefty men in dark clothes. All their eyes flicker into slits, their teeth, no fangs sharpening into points, and Les prepares a spell. Anything to protect himself. But it doesn't help. Someone comes and knocks him over the head with what feels like a rock and he goes down. He doesn't really scream, more than whimper, because that hurt like hell, and there is immediate wetness when he touches his face with hia fingers.

"What the fuck!" Les yells surprised he is still conscious actually as he regains his senses and uses magic to shield himself from the other men, scrambling on all fours trying to get somewhere. Anywhere. Back outside, into April's bedroom. Somewhere. He is back to his feet, crashing into something that sounds big and full of glass, the nice dress shoes he wore sliding on the ceramic tile. As he runs he feels hands on him and turns around swiftly using a fire spell directly in the face of his attacker. And it works because he's safe when the fire clears. A body is on the ground, and somehow the other three from before are down too. He has to get out of here. Call the police.

And he starts for the door, pulling out his cellphone to call April, to tell her not to come home...but Les never gets the number dialed.