Sep 17, 2005 14:13
And so Nina's down by the lake. It's a windy day, and the water is rippling as sailboats race in the distance. A couple of swans glide by serenely, followed by a trail of fairy dust as two tiny pixies chatter and giggle at each other in their strange language.
To her left, an alien couple--purple tentacles and green hair--are lying side by side. To her right, a Jedi is deep in meditation while two pirates battle and a techno-goth punk taps away on his laptop.
She hopes she never gets used to being at Milliways, ever.
She's sitting underneath a tree, her knees drawn up to her chest. She's glowing--there's no point in denying it--and almost rather pretty in a white sleeveless shirt and black slacks. She keeps looking around, as if hoping to meet someone...
[ooc: Warning: rated R/NC-17--read at your own risk!]