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[nita_callahan]

Sundays are good. Sundays are quiet.

Nita should probably be doing homework, same as her mun, but instead she's wandering by the lakeside, skipping rocks, and thinking.

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[the_antiangst]

It's going on too cold to be doing this, really, but Angel's got a bit of stress to work off still. And anyway, he can't let himself fall out of practice again so soon.
To that end, there's a guy in a skirt making something of a racket, a bit further inland, should Nita care to notice.

[nita_callahan]

It's the racket that attracts her attention.

. . .And the skirt that holds it.

Then she shrugs -- Heck, Nita's a New Yorker, and she's seen plenty weirder -- puts hers hands in her pockets, and watches.

[the_antiangst]

After a bit, he notices he's got an audience. So when he reaches a good place to stop, he does, and says, "Wasn't interrupting anything, was I?"

[nita_callahan]

"Nah, I was just out wandering and heard you." She gives him a quick smile. "I'm not interrupting you, am I?"

[the_antiangst]

He grins. "No, it's all right. I'm Angel, by the way."

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

Jack's outside, walking around the lake area with a book in his hand and his iPod in his pocket in case he wants to sit and read for a while. At the moment he's a bit too restless, though.

He spots Nita skipping rocks on the lake and heads over. "Hey, Nita. How are you doing?"

[nita_callahan]

Nita pauses in her wind-up and gives him a quick smile. "Hey, Jack."

Swing and release -- but it only makes it four skips before sinking. She makes a small noise of annoyance and puts her hands in her pockets, turning to face him.

"I'm okay. You?"

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine," he says, calmly. Of course he's not, but he's better than he was a few days ago, which is something. "Are you Bound again, by the way?"

[nita_callahan]

"Nope. Free as a bird."

She glances out at the lake. "But this is still a nice place to hang out."

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. It's peaceful. Sometimes the bar's just too noisy and crowded." He drops his book on the grass and picks up a round, flat stone, trying to skip it across the water. It lands with a dull 'gloop' and sinks. He's out of practice.

[agirllost]

Kim's sitting by the lake, thinking. She's listening to her iPod.

[nita_callahan]

There's a Nita sitting next to her. Just sitting.

They'll talk, probably. But Nita is happy to be quiet for a while.

[agirllost]

Kim pulls out her earbuds, "Hey," she says softly, rubbing her eyes.

[nita_callahan]

"Hey."

Sideways hug. "How're you?"

[agirllost]

Sideways hug in return. "I miss Angie but I know she had to go. You?"

[kayip.livejournal.com]

Behrooz, who may be using a visit to Milliways as a way to put off writing his Spanish paper, wanders out to the lake, still wearing his winter coat and carrying his bag from the outside.

He doesn't notice her at first, when he sits down and looks out at the lake, but does see the rocks skipping across the surface.

[nita_callahan]

Hey, look, that one makes it a good fourteen skips.

It's good to be a wizard.

[kayip.livejournal.com]

Behrooz kind of sucks at skipping rocks. But he doesn't hold this against her when he turns to see who's thrown the rock, and waves.

[nita_callahan]

She waves back, and wanders over to sit next to him.

"Hey."

[kayip.livejournal.com]

"Hey."

After a moment, "You're pretty good at that."

[notsoharmless.livejournal.com]

From under a tree, comes the lamenting music of a harp. A sad song, in this case.

She's pointedly not looking at Nita, but is probably playing loud enough to be heard.

[nita_callahan]

Nita pauses when she hears the harp, and looks around for the source.

She wanders that way, and stands quietly watching, hands in her pockets.

There's a small, sad smile on her face. Random really does play beautifully.

[notsoharmless.livejournal.com]

After she finishes the tune at a crescendo, there's a silence.





After the silence, she looks up.
"Yes?"

[nita_callahan]

"Hey."

She gives her a small, uncertain smile. "Haven't seen you around."

[notsoharmless.livejournal.com]

"Nor I you."

Her expression's still blank.

And then, once she gets the courage to say it, tests the waters of this newfound ability.


You're alive. I was worried.

It's a painful admission.