Nyssa is not (notmrsqueen) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2018-12-09 13:19:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !log, chris argent (argentum), ~2018 december, ~25 points, ~~nyssa al ghul (notmrsqueen) |
Who: Nyssa al Ghul and Chris Argent
What: Boredom?
Where: roof tops bc it's a thing
When: Evening
Warnings: it's them who knows?
Status: Closed, In progress
Throwing things at him in greeting was such a tradition now that she didn't even pause when she heard him coming up the ladder. They kept running into each other so she'd begun to figure out what he sounded like climbing shit. It was a thing she did, okay? Just roll with it. She was dressed in her black leathers and looking all kinds of dark and shadowy, or something like that. She was in a mood.
She flipped the pencil she had in her fingers a few times, waiting for him to come into view before lobbing it at him with precision. It landed, point first, in the mortar of the brick work next to his hand. She grinned a bit as she sat up all the way and smiled. "Fancy meeting you out here." she teased as she leaned back on her hands and awaited his return volley. It was almost tradition at this point, really.