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Ramon eyes the bike with a gleam in his eye, just because he wants to drive it. He does idly wonder why it's here though.

'Random, I thought you liked the plane. Trying to run away from it so soon?'

He's only teasing though, and lets himself get pulled to it easily enough. 'Where are we going? And more importantly, can I drive?'

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"Oh, lover." He lets himself be guided, out the door, and to the bike, opening the saddlebags and pulling out a decent sized canvas wrapped parcel, that really shouldn't have fit in there, but actually seemed to. Hmmm.

"Eat out here? Or we could ride out to somewhere? Or in your dining room, kitchen... you tell me. It's your holiday."

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The word 'holiday' makes him wince a bit, because that's what this is but it shouldn't be, because he's home. But not. He sighs, and refuses to think about it like that though, because he can at least make the most of this. And anyway, there's a whole heap of things to show Random.

'Lets ride out. Won't get dark for another couple of hours and there's a place with a hell of a view I know.' It suddenly seems like a brilliant idea and he's grinning again, pulling the keys from his pocket and leaping into the drivers seat.

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Still holding the bundle, Random climbs on behind him, wrapping one arm tight around and holding the food on his lap rather than putting it away.

"Go slow, huh? My balance is off, and I want to see anyways."

What's the point of travelling and not enjoying the view?

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He pretends to look mortified because - a motorbike? Go slow? Madness!

But he wants to look around again too, so doesn't mind the request. He heads out back down the driveway - the one that they hadn't driven up because they hadn't needed to - and stops after about a third of a mile at a gate. He gets off and opens it and then says to Random when he gets back on, 'Hold on tight baby, have to go across a few fields here. Shouldn't be any animals though.'

And then they're off again, across vast tracts of land that are obviously for large numbers of beasts. He crosses three that are hedged in...'For horses,' is the explanation thrown over his shoulder. And then there's just...land. Flat but rising in the distance to further up the mountain and very very big. There's trees though too, off to the west and thats where he heads now. It takes about twenty minutes to go far enough to get under their cover, then more driving for ten minutes or so. Eventually he slows and the bike is switched off.

'Need to walk a little way. It's not far.' He grins, and holds out his hand to take Random's, leading him through a narrow and somewhat overgrown path.

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He watches the trip and reminds himself to get the camera out for the return trip, because it's gorgeous and if they ever get another chance? Soooooo coming here again. He's fast falling in love with it.

"This is all amazing. Where does the path lead?"

As though he's not going to find out, being led down the path while he laughs.

"Got a lot of horses? I mean, when there are people? This place... wow, babe. Wow."

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'You'll see,' is the easy reply and then he nods. 'Si. We breed them, usually have about two hundred or so at this house at any given time. We need them for the cattle, which are generally let loose, depending on the time of year and all that - I don't know, I'm no expert. We have people that take care of all that kind of thing. The ranches are all just covers, you know? I mean, they're legitimate and real working places - but set up as covers. They have to be this big because of the amounts of money that I clean through them - and that's without all the dummy corporations that have to be set up etcetera, ad nauseum...'

It's too great a day to be talking seriously about work. He just leads Random on, enjoying the smell of the woods.

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He's not really listening to the business stuff anyways, just jogging a bit to catch up with Ramon, wrapping his free arm around him because it's too perfect a day not to be close, and though the path is narrow they'll manage.

"How long? I'm fairly certain I have a rock in my shoe. Annoying thing."

He doesn't, really. He just wants an excuse to take his shoes off when he gets there... wherever they're going. Boots are something he's not fond of, and now that he's finally away from all the snow he intends to take advantage of it.

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'Awww amarente, want me to carry you?' He laughs and slings his arm round his shoulders. 'Two minutes. We make a right...here...' he steers them off onto an even narrower path and after fifty yards or so, stops.

There's a sharp drop of about ten feet in front of them but it slopes at one side and has had makeshift footholds cut into the side of it, so it's easy enough to get up and down. There are trees on either side and overhead, and the place feels closed in...at the bottom of the drop there's a wide and deep ledge, a space about ten by ten, covered with short grass. Ramon grins again and says, 'I'll go down first, then throw me the food and follow OK? But...come down backwards. Don't want you to see the view before you get the full benefit of it.'

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"Sure thing."

Grumble grumble 'mountains' grumble grumble 'fucking everest I'm HUNGRY' grumble.

Random stands easily at the edge, tossing the food down once Ramon's reached the bottom, and clambering down himself. Gracefully enough, despite the 'rock.' And the fact that he's, well, backwards.

"What am I not looking at?"

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Ramon just laughs. 'It's ten feet Random, stop being a drama queen.' Although he secretly loves it when he's like this, because it's funny and he gets to kiss him to cheer him up.

He catches the package and puts it to one side, then waits for Random at the bottom. The view can't be seen from the top of the climb, because of overhang from the trees - but it can from the bottom. So as soon as he's down he catches him from behind, wrapping his arms round his waist and whispering, 'Close your eyes,' in his ear.

Then he walks him to the edge...because yes, there's an edge. They're literally standing on the edge of a mountain, a cliff falls away below them, fifty feet before the top of more immense trees conceals how high up they really are. And in front of them...

...it's vast. Bogota lies below, but none of the dirt and crowds can be seen, of course. It's a medium sized toy town, and it's silent from up here. The city lies in an immense flat valley and all around it the space is green, before more mountains rear up and...the effect is rather like standing on the edge of oblivion. Because up is the only way out and in front there is only vast, vast space. But it's beautiful.

And they're facing west and the sun is starting to go down and pretty soon? This spectacular view will be better described as heavenly.

Ramon stares for a few seconds, having forgotten the full effect himself. Then, still behind Random and still with his arms wrapped round him, he says 'Don't move forward. But open your eyes.'

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"Oka---argh!"

There's a moment of Holy Fuck I'm going to fucking die and then he absorbs arms around him, and laughs, nervously, clinging to his forearm hard enough that his fingers are going white.

"Jeeeeeeeesus Fucking Christ, babe."

His heartrate begins to settle, and he sighs, and leans back against him, staring out over the view because it's gorgeous. No, he doesn't move forwards, but he wants to bring his plane here.

"Baby this is... Holy Fuck. Wow. God, I..."

He swallows, squinting against the sun and turning to press his face into Ramon's shoulder.

"I'm falling in love with it."

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Ramon grins and can't stop, because he loves it here and wanted Random to at least like it too. He wraps his arms round him tight and lifts his head gently, pressing their lips together softly.

'I'm glad.'

And then he just holds him for a while, feeling him calm and eyes staring out over the landscape.

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He turns to watch too, then slowly tries to walk them away from the edge, settling slowly to the ground, still staring out over the cliff. Because it's really amazing.

"Sit with me, love? We'll eat and watch the sun set. Think you can drive in the dark?"

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'Of course baby.' He's talking about the sitting and eating, because the driving comment deserves a laugh of it's own. Which it duly gets. 'Bikes do come with lights on them, you know?'

He lies down on his front, chin resting on folded forearms. 'Of all the places I own, this ones my favourite.'

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"I know."

He promptly leans on Ramon, resting his head on his back for a moment, pulling at the canvas and unravelling it, before semi-sitting up and handing Ramon a samwich.

"And I can certainly see why. We need to bring some of this back to Haven, huh?"

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'With your camera, you mean?' He tries to look round to see if he's got it with him, but can't. So he goes back to nibbling on his sandwich, staring over the view.

'I'd like photo's, yes.' He rests his hand on Random for a moment. 'You really OK? Didn't mean to scare you there or anything.'

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"Got my heart rate up a bit."

He finds the camera, snaps a photo, out over the cliff. And then another five from different angles.

"That and tiles. The kitchen. Anything. Maybe plants for pots. Dunno."

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'Don't go too near the edge Random, I don't know how secure the earth is right at the cusp.'

He finds that watching the man is even more fun than watching the view. To that end, he sits up properly so he can keep his eyes on him easier, moves to the back of the ledge and leans his back against the rock.

'Can take anything we like. It's all mine, after all. We probably shouldn't spend too much time outside and near the house, I expect there's at least some surveillance going on. They'll be looking for Hector.'

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"Right. You tell me this after you try to toss me over the edge?"

He turns and clicks a quick picture of Ramon himself, before handing him the camera and grabbing his own samwich.

"The surveillance won't be taking us in. I checked. But we've got to be gone by noon tomorrow, or it won't work. I need to meet Hector, at some point, you realize."

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Ramon, of course, takes the opportunity to take a snap or two of Random, standing framed against the sunset. Then the camera is set aside, along with the remains of his sandwich.

'If I wanted to toss you over the edge, I would have. Or...well, you wouldn't be here at all.' He rolls his eyes, then holds out his hand for him. 'Come sit with me?' He pats the ground in front of him. 'And that's good then, we can move freely. Bastards.'

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"Well... fine then."

He settles next to him, curling up half on top of him.

"I like this place, though. So long as you don't decide to toss me. How much time did you get to spend here? Not a lot, I imagine. Must have been busy, wasn't it?"

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He rests an arm round him and chuckles contentedly. 'Alright, I'll try to curb my instinct to throw you off high cliffs amarente.' Because obviously he'd been just about to.

A cigarette is brought out and he lights it idly, thinking. 'On average - about three months a year I guess. Depends on whether the heat's on or not. I've got contacts all over so generally get a good heads up on whether anyone official is looking for me or not. If they aren't, I come here.'

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"I have great faith in your restraint. You're clearly a paragon."

He steals the cigarette, flopping onto him completely, running a hand down Ramon's side.

"And I can see why you'd try to escape to here, you know? Wow. It's like Haven. Only... I've been here about three minutes. Well, an hour. Two. It works, though."

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He laughs and starts stroking idly through his hair. 'I don't think you'd like it so much if things were normal. It wasn't so much of an escape then. I'd come here and plan things, and party. People around all the time, there was a lot of activity, you know? Not even so quiet outside, because of all the livestock. I enjoyed it though.'

He's reflecting idly on the fact that he's pretty damn sure he's enjoying this more, just being with Random. 'I'm really glad you like it though.'

He kisses him, with a little bit of force behind it. Because really, Random should get a proper thank you for letting all this happen.

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Ramon kissing him is always welcome. Especially here. On the edge of a cliff. It's warm and Ramon is happy and so, despite his protests, is Random.

He's wondering about the stories here, of course, how often he's been here, brought people here, and so on. And then, at the same time, he just doesn't care.

"Want to have the chocolate here? Or in your bed... no, wait."

Executive over ride.

"Lets have it here. It's too perfect."