Canterbury Quad, Oxford, England, Friday evening
"Soooo, when is he going to get here?" Jarod said, crossing his arms and leaning back on the park bench overlooking Canterbury Quad. Snow had fallen again, and everything was frosted with ice, making the light around the small clearing almost blue, sparkles shining from reflected streetlights.
Parker checked her watch. "Any minute."
"Is he taking a cab from the airport?"
Grinning at him, she stepped back into a clearing hidden by trees, out of the line of sight of the surrounding dorms and pathways, pine needles shielding the little area from everything but moonlight. Jarod frowned, and got up to follow her.
"Parker?"
[for the wizard, natch.]
Parker checked her watch. "Any minute."
"Is he taking a cab from the airport?"
Grinning at him, she stepped back into a clearing hidden by trees, out of the line of sight of the surrounding dorms and pathways, pine needles shielding the little area from everything but moonlight. Jarod frowned, and got up to follow her.
"Parker?"
[for the wizard, natch.]