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 Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2017 6:01 pm
So the dreadlocks were non-magical accouterments, only the leaves were part of the uniform. Interesting! Her eyes drifted over him in blatant curiosity, from the piercing in his lip to the black-on-black outfit combined with the shock of yellow hair. He should be the one wearing her piercing- it would match. Not that bad-looking either, with distinctly less of the 'half-crazed forest-man' look going on.
The fact that Puck's actual name was Robin lit her eyes with delight, and she bit down on her lip to try and keep her amusement from overwhelming. "Well, my 'goodfellow', do you prefer Robin, or do you mind if I call you Rob?" Not that his name was hard to remember, but it was such a shockingly older-fashioned name for someone who looked so... modern? "You're not that bad a dinner companion yourself."
Making her way to the edge, she peered around, looking for an escape ladder. Weren't all tall buildings supposed to have them? "I'm more impulse than common sense sometimes," she admitted with a small half-laugh, "And I figured it would just be easier to power down up here, with no signatures of civilian eyes."
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Posted: Fri Sep 29, 2017 1:00 pm
"Yeah yeah, you caught the name thing," Rob chuckled with a lopsided grin. "You can call me Rob. An' thank you -- I like to think I clean up pretty well." He preened a little bit; it wasn't every day such a pretty girl as Jada gave him a compliment about his looks. Not that he was vain or anything, but he had a rather distinctive look, one that didn't often earn him such a kind assessment. He followed her to the edge of the roof, carefully because even though they were only maybe two or three stories up, it was still a long way to fall. "That makes sense, though, actually," he replied, looking around for some way down along with her. "We definitely don't want civilians to see us powerin' up an' down willy-nilly." Moving along the edge to the next corner, he finally spotted what looked like a fire escape. "Right, here we go," he pointed. "Our escape route." He gestured with a flourish toward the top rungs of the ladder. "After you, milady."
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Posted: Fri Sep 29, 2017 4:33 pm
She gave him a wide grin in response to his own lopsided one. "I'm guessing you weren't named Robin because of Shakespeare, but I also imagine getting the powered name you did sure didn't make your day. Magic seems to have its own unique sense of humor." Inanimate humor, but she'd found the oddest correlations in not just one senshi, but many. She couldn't figure it out, but she rolled with it. Brothers named Castor and Pollux, Robin being named Puck, Scylla controlling tentacles.
He saw the way down before she did, and she made her way easily over the roof, choosing to walk the smoother ledge instead of the roof itself. Oh, he could be evil and shove her off, or someone powered could come and knock her to her death, but she'd take her chances. "I'm usually fine, but I don't know this area well, so... yeah, no chances taken."
Moving past him, she tossed him a grin. Milady, in that accent of his- be still her heart, it was almost like he was being a gentleman. "Why thank you sir." she tugged off her heels, and dropped them off the edge, watching the Louboutin heels smash to the ground and lay there. Small feet hooked into the ladder, and she made her way down carefully. She'd probably scuffed a heel and would need to get a new pair, but it was worth it.
And she totally didn't try and watch him descend. Nope, wrong Jada.
"Any preferences on where we go?" she asked, once he was on the ground. "I have a friend who just adores waffles, and she likes to go for evening walks, just like us. So if you're feeling breakfast..."
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2018 1:04 pm
"Breakfast sounds delightful," Rob replied, his grin still firmly in place. Not every day he got to go out to breakfast with such a lovely companion as Jada. "An' yeah, me mum actually did name me after the Shakespeare character. She's a music professor, but she has a deep an' abiding interest in British folklore. I thought for a long time she'd named me after Robin Hood, yeah?" He shook his head and laughed softly. "So I tried to live up to being a rebel. Little did I know." Bending, he picked up her scuffed heels and handed them to her. "Here you go, love." He watched her slip the shoes back on, offering himself up as a stable object so she could steady herself. "Shall we away then?" he finally said, holding out his arm for her to take. "If you're ready, that is." Infinities UGH sorry this is so late! Stupid muse. Stupid RL ;_; We can close, if you like!
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Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2018 10:16 am
Jada grinned at the blonde as he passed back her shoes, gripping him with one narrow hand as she slipped her feet into the tall heels, not even taking a moment to mourn the small chip. Shoe shopping was one of the more fun things she had to do in her life, after all. "Rebel, terrorist- giving Chaos the face of the Sheriff wouldn't be so bad if I hadn't had a crush on Alan Rickman." her grin was toothy as she sweetly added, "I blame the accent."
Her arm slipped through his, and she tugged him into step with her as she said, "Allons-y, Lord Locksley-Goodfellow, and I'll feed you while you tell me stories of childhood rebellion. We can discuss teamwork another evening."
tatterpixie A FIN is good for me <3 Thank you so much!!
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