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★ Ariadne ([personal profile] boutant) wrote in [community profile] poly_chromatic2012-01-31 03:23 pm

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--like this?

[ Hello, City. Instead of more people discovering sand in things, this accidental broadcast seems to be showing two familiar ladies doing... something outside. Natasha is pressed up against Ariadne's back, one hand on the shorter woman's hip as she slides her back slightly, adjusting the way she's standing. ]

This gives us a better angle.

[ Natasha's other hand is on Ariadne's arm, and now she's shifting that, too. ]

Eyes forward.

[ There's a quiet noise of assent from Ariadne, and then Natasha shifts, tucking some hair behind Ariadne's ear. Lips close in, moving as the redhead says something. It's probably a wonderful sight for some of the City's residents...

...and then something shiny and sharp flies out of Ariadne's hand, embedding itself in one of the targets and making some sand trickle off the top upon impact. ]


I did it!

[ And that, City, is how to use throwing knives. ]

((ooc: regular black is Ariadne, bold is Natasha, and we make no apologies.))

[personal profile] the_dawnster 2012-02-02 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Dawn and Ariadne are going to be BFF's eventually. It's fate. Forget being fated to be a Slayer or some mystical key thing. Dawn's destiny is to be best friends with Ariadne. She accepts it graciously.

But now her eyes are going wide at the mention of Ariadne having to endure mama Weasley.
]

Oh, I bet that was awkward! With his mom here. I would've been all stammer-y and yet even more ramble-y than normal... which is possible, believe me. Sad but true.