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[steamgenius]

KK is outside by the the forest, wearing a long t-shirt that she may or may not have stolen from Connor at some point.

She looks surprisingly clean today, if a touch damp. Her hair is still hanging in wet ropes around her shoulders, and her normal clothes are hanging from one of the blades of her bike's propellers to dry. She wears a rare look of

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[petraarkanian]

"It's beautiful today, isn't it?" Petra has her hands in the pockets of her black jacket.

[steamgenius]

"I've seen worse."

She isn't the least embarrassed by being clad only in a man's t-shirt, but does have the grace to keep it tugged down as she sits up.

"It's pissing down rain at home, so this is an improvement, anyway."

[petraarkanian]

Not that Petra could care - her younger life was spent in same gender bathrooms. "I find the sunshine of the bar invigorating - growing up in space makes one appreciate it a lot more."

[steamgenius]

"Growing up in space."

He expression is one of skepticism before she remembers that this is Milliways.

"I guess that would make it a little more valuable to you, then."

[evilontheloose]

In contrast, Evil Genius' wearing cargo shorts, sneakers, and a tank top. What draw attention is the tactical belt with full pockets and pouches and strapped tools, and the welder goggles around her neck.

Someone was working on something, or was going to start. "Hey."

[steamgenius]

"Hey. You look like you're on your way to work."

Because she's not dirty enough to be on her way home, by KK's reckoning.

[evilontheloose]

"Putting together some stuff." She jerks a thumb towards the far side of the lake. "Sometimes I like working in the open."

[steamgenius]

"So whatever it is isn't a secret, or something you don't mind people investigating."

Granted, people in Whitechapel know better than to touch anything that even looks like it might be a Project.

[aeons_crackshot]

Annabelle is heading back toward the Bar from sword practice when she catches sight of KK. She grins at the sight, bemused. (Probably because she recognizes the shirt.)

"Hey," she calls, heading over. "Haven't seen you in a while."
She's in shorts and a tank top herself, in concession to her workout and the temperature. Her upper left arm bears scars that look, well, like something with way too many rows of teeth tried to take her arm off at some point in the past.

[steamgenius]

"I've been busy at home, and haven't gotten sucked into this place for a while."

She sits up and squints while her eyes adjust to the brightness.

"I found an exercise room with showers, so I did a little washing."

[aeons_crackshot]

Don't mind Annabelle, she's just going to pull up some grass and have a seat.

"I thought it might be something like that, but you can never tell for sure with this place," she replies with a grin. Milliways may be the only place in the multiverse where a "day" can be seconds for one person and decades for the bloke in the room next door.

"Nothing like a shower when you've been stuck without one for a while."

[steamgenius]

"With proper soap and shampoo, it's like a miracle."

They have home made soap, but it's not that great for hair.

"I wish I'd known about it sooner."