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 Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2011 7:15 pm
"Nice trick," Howlite whispered, grinning, like she did every time. After all, she'd been teleported by Fluorite, Uranophane, and Tanzanite. It wasn't a new sensation.
The lieutenant opened the stall, and took a step out, bending slightly at the waist to notice another pair of feet at the far end of the row. Pointing, she held a finger to her lips to Fluo, before snagging a coat off a hook by the door [perhaps the drunk woman groaning in the stall?].
It did nicely to hide her uniform jacket, and, reaching into the pocket, she even found a bonus beanie. Fantastic.
Tugging it on over her pale hair, she reached out a hand for the cards. Time to make this fast.
"I'll be right back." It was easy, then, to mosey through the somewhat crowded bar, swapping manipulated drink cards for the regular ones. She even held up two fingers to the bar tender, dropping some cash on the bar for two beers, frothy in cold glasses.
She returned in time to hear a flush [Dang, lady!], and hustled her way into the stall. No time to put the jacket back, and she simply shrugged her shoulders, both hands holding the beer.
Would it even teleport? She sure hoped so.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 5:43 pm
"I know." With that look on her face, Fluorite might as well have started preening. It would have had the same effect. Or shaking her overskirt like if they were tailfeathers.
"You're going to love teleporting, really. I do not know any single person who does not love the ******** out of teleporting." She whispered, before she let Howlite go.
...Also damn, the other chick sounded uncomfortable. Kinda gross too. At least she probably was too busy to ponder why the person in the other stall was wearing footwraps.
Or when exactly she had come in.
It wasn't long until Howlite came back, and Fluorite took one of the glasses and sneaked a sip out of it. "Don't tell~" She winked, took Howlite's now free hand, and teleported right back on the roof.
"Damn." Alunite hadn't really moved, only turned to overlook the street below. "That was quick." He took the glass in Fluorite's hand without any hesitation.
"We're efficent, you know." Fluorite did her best to look as innocent as possible. She was the responsible one, after all. No drinking on the job.
Snerk.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 4:58 pm
Howlite wasn't really the sort you ever had to caution against telling secrets. The blonde had seen many, many things, and rarely had opportunity, or desire, to share them. Simply grinning as Fluorite took a drink, she squeezed the General's hand in camaraderie. Hard to tell which one of them was really the 'bad influence'.
In a blink, they were on the roof again, Alunite calmly taking the frothy, cool glass from his sister. Howlite's expression hadn't changed, and she simply nodded. "Super efficient."
The three observed the city below, two of them enjoying their beer after a clink of glasses. The 'cheers to chaos' didn't need to be voiced aloud. When her glass was empty, Howlite raised her brows at the siblings.
"I should run my quota back to the boss man," She referred, of course, to General Uranophane. "We should get together later for a game night, or something."
Even if that game was Senshi Kickball.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 4:14 pm
Alunite was slower to drink his beer - really, he had the feeling he was going to play watchdog for awhile, so he might as well just enjoy his stay, right ?
"Sure, just let me know when you're done ?" He offered. Communication crystals were convinent, honestly.
Her secret seemed safe. Now that Fluorite hadn't expected it not to be - Howlie was awesome like that, really. Mostly she'd just done it for amusement's sake.
"Yeah, sure thing." She grinned. "I'll probably be here awhile, anyway..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 6:46 pm
Howlite flashed the two a salute that was more sassy than it was respectful, before heading toward the railing of the roof. One hand planted on the rusting bar, and she vaulted over it, disappearing into the night.
She'd catch up with them, later, possibly to shoot some zombies, if she could convince Ashley to pick up the controller, and Matt to use something besides his damn computer to game.
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