A Wager
Who: Liah and Coyote
When: early afternoon
Where: the roof
What: THE REMATCH!
Rowan had brought back her favorite pair of sunglasses the day before, when he'd gone on an excursion to both of their houses to collect as much as he could carry of things they might want. It was a small thing, but it made her feel better. The sunglasses were big and bold, the lenses dark and the frames a subtle mix of tortoiseshell and leopard-print, and Liah had them on as she sat on the roof, her back against the stairwell wall, not more than three or four feet from the entrance to the building. Ro would probably yell at her if he knew she was up here, but she needed to get outside, fierce, taloned bird-mutants in the sky or no. She knew they were there, at least, and she figured she could watch for them and flee inside (or, hell, just phase herself through the wall if she had to) at the first sign of one.
( his 'something is wrong with the world (besides the monsters)' sense was tingling )
When: early afternoon
Where: the roof
What: THE REMATCH!
Rowan had brought back her favorite pair of sunglasses the day before, when he'd gone on an excursion to both of their houses to collect as much as he could carry of things they might want. It was a small thing, but it made her feel better. The sunglasses were big and bold, the lenses dark and the frames a subtle mix of tortoiseshell and leopard-print, and Liah had them on as she sat on the roof, her back against the stairwell wall, not more than three or four feet from the entrance to the building. Ro would probably yell at her if he knew she was up here, but she needed to get outside, fierce, taloned bird-mutants in the sky or no. She knew they were there, at least, and she figured she could watch for them and flee inside (or, hell, just phase herself through the wall if she had to) at the first sign of one.
( his 'something is wrong with the world (besides the monsters)' sense was tingling )