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[slayer_fray]

Mel is in the bar.

Sitting at a table with her boots up.  Luckily she's now changed T-shirts because the London one? Was starting to smell.

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[slayer_fray]

"If you're interested in that kinda stuff," she shrugs, hesitating only a sceond before copying his maneuvre, only with a little less grace.

Slayer grace is a myth.

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I'm always interested in anything magic.

*Tim watches with a smirk.*

You're good.

[slayer_fray]

She shrugs.

"Toldya, usedta have one as a kid. And it's the kinda thing I'm supposed to be good at."

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*Tim snickers.*

You're supposed to be good at boarding? I never knew Slayers were supposed to be valley girls....

[slayer_fray]

"To be what?

"Nah, I mean the physical stuff. For Slaying and for grabbing," she pauses. "Maybe I could take this on runs when I get home. It'd definitely be useful next time I get thrown off a building."

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*Tim nods.*

Especially with the compactability.

[slayer_fray]

She nods, and grabs a rafter with on hand, pulling it off and rolling it up against her thigh with the other. She places it in a deep pants pocket, then fishes it out again, shaking it flat and dropping down on to it.

"Works well," she smirks. Yay for new toys.

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*Tim claps his hands.*

Well, I'm always happy to provide more playability. If any one asks about it, feel free to send them to me.

[slayer_fray]

"Will do," Mel says, although whether she'll actually encourage more people to match her shiny, woollen new toy is yet to be seen. "Thanks, Tim."

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No problem.

*He grins and is off.*