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[borntobewildcat]

WHO: Tom and Laura
WHERE: Central Park
WHEN: When it's not wet
WARNINGS: None?
SUMMARY: Date #3 It's a picnic.
FORMAT: Anything

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[girlverine]

Laura wasn't entirely sure what to make of being invited on a picnic. As a concept she liked it, she preferred being outside most of the time, and spending time with Tom (when she wasn't beating him up) was...fun. But still, she wasn't sure what it meant.

Or if it meant anything, really.

She was there, though, heading to the spot Tom had picked out in a black skirt, boots and a purple corset top, looking around absently. Finding defensible positions...some habits would never go away, after all.

[borntobewildcat]

Tom really had been enjoying the time he'd spent with Laura, and the fact that they'd been seeing each other almost every day, even if it was just for training, which meant Tom was usually thankful whenever that time was over, only because he usually battered and bruised until the afternoon when he finished recovering. He enjoyed it though, in the part of him that he'd never admit to or acknowledge even existing, and, really, he felt good, more energetic... stronger

[girlverine]

Laura was silent as Tom approached, just watching him in that vaguely unsettling way she had, her arms crossed. She imagined she was supposed to offer to help him set things up, but she didn't really know what went ware so she had remained quiet and simply waited.

She nodded her head at him. "I have never been to a picnic before." She said, considering the blanket and the...pizza. She wasn't entirely sure pizza was the right thing, really, but she wasn't going to complain about it. She liked pizza. "It sounds...interesting." She finally finished, suspecting she was supposed to say something else.

"You should relax, though." She could hear his heart beat, after all. "Thank you for inviting me."

[borntobewildcat]

Tom, for once in his life, didn't mind doing all the work. After all, isn't that what he was supposed to do on a date like this? He'd invited her out here this afternoon, so he was supposed to take care of everything.

"I know it's not much. I tried to cook, if you can even call it that, and you probably can tell how well, that went." He laughs a little, calming down at her suggestion as he sat down. "I've been wanting to do something with you for a while now. You know, something that doesn't involve my personal injury."