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[boutant]

--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.))

Comments

[brobeforehos]

Eh, to each their own, right?

[boutant]

Yeah. Of course, some people don't have a choice. Gotta love the education system.

[brobeforehos]

Circumstances get anyone to do things they wouldn't otherwise do.

[boutant]

For better or for worse.

[brobeforehos]

So what was your reason, if I can ask?

[boutant]

Well, it looked interesting, for one, and I thought it might come in handy if something bad happens around here.

Other than that... it's a good way to not think about other things for a little while.

[brobeforehos]

Self-defense and keeping busy. Fair enough.

[boutant]

It's definitely working out so far.

[brobeforehos]

I am all for girl power and independance and rights. As long as it's not promoting violence.

[boutant]

Only when absolutely necessary.

[brobeforehos]

There we go.