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[slayer_fray]

She tries, she really does.

But she can't stay cooped up in the suites for very long. She gets itchy.

So. Slayer. Rafters. Turning somersaults over one like it's part balance beam part gym horse.

...I don't know how the gun stays in the holster either.

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[slayer_fray]

Shame Mel really really doesn't want to talk to him, isn't it?

S'no problem. She can do conversation.

"Not gonna," she says. "S'all bigger than your cup anyway."

[slayer_fray]

"No problem," she says, with want seems to be a little more snark than usual.

"I don't drop things."

[ampersand_i]

He peers up fearfully into rafters, not getting a good look at who or what is up there as he's sitting directly underneath.

"Good Lord...Ninjas now?"

[slayer_fray]

"Nah, that's my boyfriend," she says, pausing upside down, hanging from her knees. "I'm just a regular thief."

[ampersand_i]

"Ah. Well...um...sorry to bother you Miss Regular-Thief-Who-Hangs-From-Rafters. I'm quite broke or sure to be by the time I finish paying for my flatmate's tab."

He grins nervously, "Good luck in you're uh...thieving."

[slayer_fray]

She shrugs from her upside down position and grins.

"No business here. An' I'm on Security, so it'd look skitzed if I broke the rules."

[shelley_winters]

What's with all the people in the rafters these days?

...Wonders Shelley, looking up.

Least this one's a bit easier to notice than the lurkers.

"Hiya, Mel!"

[slayer_fray]

"Hey, Red." Mel comes to a halt hanging from her hand, and drops down. "What's up?"

[shelley_winters]

"Not much," she grins.

"People in the rafters. Bar-things."

No, she has no idea Ishamael was around, lalala.

"You?"

[slayer_fray]

"Not a lot," she shrugs. "Lilly's back, Indy's leavin' for a bit."

[steak_man]

Oh, what a feeling. Somersaulting on the ceiling.

And Cypher walking under her yet again, carrying a glass of Jameson. He blinks a few times as he looks up and sees Mel's there again. It makes him laugh.

He's just gonna watch her for a moment without saying anything. Gives him an excuse to check out her ass.

[slayer_fray]

It's still a boney ass, in Mel's humble opinion. But she's not there for the audience, she's there because she's bored.

Eventually she catches sight of him, and waves with one hand, not pausing.

"Hey"

[steak_man]

It's probably the ass-leg combination that does him in. He likes athletic women. And curvy women. And really, any women.

"Hey, babe. Takin' yourself out for another spin, huh?"

[slayer_fray]

"Oh yeah," Mel says, dropping suddenly to hang by her ankles.

"I get bored easily."