WHO: Terra & OPEN
WHERE: The City
WHEN: Tuesday, May 24th, between the hours of 7am and 7pm.
WARNINGS: I DON'T KNOW. SAP?
WHAT: Esperchan. Doing... things... literally just roaming around town all day so just about anywhere you want it to be, it can be. Except central park because haha walking around Illidan's back yard, no.
WORDS: yes...
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Getting up late and finding himself alone wasn't the greatest starting point, but then, when had his life ever given him anything but lemons? To the lemonade stand with you, boy. By which this tag means go out and do something.
So he does. He's not completely at a loss, at least; he had that (sadly tilted to the lecherous) awareness picked up from life with Rodimus and Zolf, which, of course, held very little water when he wound up traveling with actual women. But those women were crazy, and hardly helped in situations like this. Couples were pretty impossible to ignore in such a populated city, though, so he could glean some ideas. It was all a lot of touching, though...And he wasn't exactly the most touchable, much to his dismay. He needed something else ( ... )
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It made it easy to spot him long before he noticed her, and for the moment Terra was a little hesitant to make her presence known. It wasn't often that she saw him out and about, and Terra was curious about his habits. She was curious about a lot of things, really, but it only got worse where he was concerned.
It wasn't really stalking.
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The green hair was hard to pick up on first glance, reflected on the glass, so there was a slow double-take. He could've just imagined it - he seemed to do a lot of that in her regard, after all - but something told him to pay more attention. He turned around and blinked.
"Terra-?"
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"Hey." The smile was etched more deeply into one cheek than the other, and her gaze drifted from his face to the window. "What're you looking at?"
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What it was, though, was certainly not clear from her stance or appearance. When Terra caught sight of someone watching her in return, her gaze shifted from mundane couple-watching to meet the stare of her starer, a look of mild confusion to her features.
She didn't recognize the girl with the doll, but there was always a chance that she recognized Terra instead; her head tilted a little in curious invitation, eyebrow quirked.
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The way she says it... Terra thought, looking the girl over, is she...?
"... Import," she answered, slow and level. Terra didn't think she stood out that much, but being deemed as foreign was better than being strange.
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Pre-empting the Beauty and the Beast earworm about to take hold of his brain, he spread-eagles and lets himself drop. Less than three stories from the ground he bounces off a flagpole, snags a lamppost and does a loop-de-loop around the top bar. Momentum thus killed, he lands almost soundlessly on the post itself ... five feet above Terra's head. ]
Terra, hey! I haven't seen you in a while, kiddo.
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You know. City as usual.
When Terra recognizes that super-distinctive costume, her shoulders slump, a little ashamed. It carries in her voice, but not as obviously. ]
Hey, Spidey...
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... How's it hanging?
[ In the background, someone snickers. ]
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Pretty okay. What about you? I haven't seen you around since--
[ And not even finishing that sentence because awkward. Is she supposed to apologize? She feels like she should... ]
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The knowledge that another event like the one that turned him into a seventeen year old sprog for a week had a chance of happening soon set John on edge. He despised having the very essence of his freedom -- choice -- taken away from him.
Naturally, planning what to do next was best done underneath a street lamp at dusk, when most of the city was getting ready to shift to the nightlife scene.
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It was for this her senses were focused less on the sight of streets lightening under bright lamps, or the hazy colorless dark sweeping overhead. For this, the sounds of the city were mostly ignored. Instead, Terra's attention was more focused on that other sense, where her skin would tingle and her muscles tighten. The world itself was mostly empty of magic, so sudden blips of presence like Illidan would be easy to detect.
In so looking for that specific sensation, Terra missed completely the man beneath the street lamp. It was only after she'd passed, five or six long paces on heeled shoes further down, that she stopped to look back over her shoulder.
( ... )
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He should have known that his day was going too well. He cursed underneath his breath, then started channeling a free-form hex into the palm of his head, ready to be loosed at the nearest sign of danger.
When he turned whomever it was, he was all smiles. "Do I got something on me face, luv?"
He ignored the overall form of the young woman -- worse than anything, he knew he couldn't trust anyone he wasn't already familiar with.
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And with the number of times she'd nearly been killed for underestimating, she wasn't quick to dismiss it as nothing.
"No," she answered, her hesitation and wariness clear in her soft voice. "You startled me."
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She was on her way to the nearest gardening store when her eyes caught sight of the woman with green hair. Harley felt a vague familiarity there that seemed to extend beyond her memories of the Joker. Her face took on a thoughtful look as she simultaneously pushed out a friendly greeting.
"Heya!"
If nothing else, she was direct.
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"Hey," she called back, her eyes wide for her surprise and confusion, but her tone and smile were both warm. It was right on the tip of her tongue who this woman was, but the epiphany was being cruelly elusive.
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"From the communicators?" One of Terra's hands fiddled with the hem of her dress for something to do, still thinking. "I recognize you, too..."
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