Everytime one runs away another one's returning
WHO: Psylocke and Lex. WHAT: Delivering her product. WHEN: Tuesday, ten am. WHERE: Griffith Park. RATING: Most likely R, because I think the only time it would be less were if a child were involved. Chalk it up as language and harlotness. STATUS: COMPLETE.
Elisabeth had no sodding clue why she was seeking out people to make silly little gifts for Scout, because really. It was almost irritating, but there wasn't anything making her do these small acts of kindness, now was there? Besides, it was fun seeing what others could do given her vague request.
Choosing a brown halter top and white jeans, Elisabeth arrived via shadow porting, saving money on a cab and opting to walk around the park instead of to the park. Having arrived only for five minutes earlier than she suggested, she took to idly wandering around the first section of the park, staying in sight when Lex would arrive. She was most interested to see the hand cuffs, wanting to know just how he had fashioned them.