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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

[boutant]

Let me say goodbye to Natasha and I'll head over. How's the sand over there?

[onlyholey]

Accumulating. But at a reasonable pace, at least.

[boutant]

Well, there are worse things that could be accumulating, at least. Does it disappear if you Vanish it?

[onlyholey]

Yes. Doesn't stop more of it from showing up.

[boutant]

Great.

I guess it could be worse, though.

[onlyholey]

I'd take 'sand' over 'wild jungle cat', certainly.

[boutant]

You know cheetahs are savanna cats, right?

[onlyholey]

I know you've been bloody fidgety in bed since that horse kicked you in the shoulder. I'd rather there wasn't a repeat, either way.

[boutant]

I was adorable the first time it happened.

[ Careful what you wish for, George. ]

[onlyholey]

Not too much of a change, then?

[boutant]

[ There's a smile and a bit of a duck of her head. ]

Fuzzier.

[onlyholey]

About the same size, though?

[boutant]

No, that was this time. I was much smaller.

Larger than Biscuit, though.

[onlyholey]

That's not too difficult a feat.

[There's some mewing from off-camera as George antagonizes the cat. Playfully.]

[boutant]

Poor Biscuit. You at the apartment and Waffle at the house. He never gets a break.

[onlyholey]

I wasn't aware kittens needed quality me-time.

You said you were leaving, didn't you?

[boutant]

They need to sleep.

Yeah, I did.

[onlyholey]

...

And is that going to take very much longer?

[boutant]

I'll be there in five minutes.

[onlyholey]

If you reckon that's the best you can do.

[boutant]

Some of us have to walk places.

[onlyholey]

Sounds dull.

[boutant]

Good thing I've got your voice to keep me company then, isn't it?

[onlyholey]

It's a tough road, but I feel I have to be there for you.

[boutant]

Of course.

[ And a little while later, here she comes through the door. ]