Leigh Tharp knows we're all going to DIE. (doomsdame) wrote in invol_rpg,
Leigh/Graham
"I don't look serious enough?" Leigh inserted her thumbs into her suspenders and stretched them out in front of her, the way she saw old farmers doing at the gas stations as they stood around and drank coffee. She looked down at herself. Between the midriff shirt and the short shorts, she was showing the nearly as much skin as she had at the pool party before classes had started. Thankfully, her powers had not manifested in several days, so she felt fairly confident with her body. Bootcamp with Sam helped.
"I think it's the ponytail," she told him. "I'm not sure you can look serious with a side ponytail." Glancing up at Graham, Leigh's mouth slid up at one end, forming a crooked smile. "Unless you're pitching a poké ball. You have to look serious when you're pitching a poké ball."
"Are you ready to practice your wookie call yet?" she asked, reaching out to tug gently on his sleeve. "You need to practice before the rest of your group gets here."