02 :: she leads you up, points out skylines and stars

[likethetragedy]

[You are on a roof with a perfect view of New York City all around it. Standing there taking it in is a woman in a silk red dress and matching heels. She doesn't acknowledge you. In fact if you did not know any better you would say she had no idea you were. So expect a surprise when she suddenly addresses you without moving whatsoever.]

I can't

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[abaratian_soul]

Done with what?

[Candy's sitting at the edge of the roof, her back to the edge and her feet on the ground as she watches Elektra. The Elektra she barely knows anymore...]

And what's with the dress?

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[Elektra tilts her head just enough to glance at Candy. She's frowning.]

... Nothing. I enjoy wearing red. [She certainly isn't going to tell Candy she had expected trouble and wanted to look the part of the deadly assassin if it came.]

[abaratian_soul]

That's one question down. [She sees that evasion Elektra and she doesn't like it! She wouldn't evade the question unless it was something important...] What are you doing?

[likethetragedy]

[She's quiet for another minute. Elektra isn't sure how long she has until they come if they come and Candy never gives up. She settles for a tame version of the truth.]

Some people have been trying to find me. I am making myself easy to find.

[waterfell]

I didn't come here for you.

[Ami these days is not nearly as polite, and far more blunt.]

I came for privacy.

[She haunts the rooftops again, and for the same reasons: sorting out just what's happening and what to do about it, away from the stresses of everything that pushes her.

Not today. Today she has company. Or rather, she realizes, today she has intruded on company.]

It seems we were both cheated of that.

[likethetragedy]

[Elektra narrows her eyes. (Not that anyone could see it since her eyes are trained on the view.)]

This place belongs to a friend of mine and I was here first. Leave.

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[waterfell]

I don't have any intention of leaving just because you said that.

[She doesn't look at Elektra, either. The city view is more compelling: different from Jyuban, from Tokyo.]

[likethetragedy]

Trespass all you want. I really don't care.

[Elektra sighs. She's had a long enough visit anyways. She steps on the edge and simply jumps off as if it was the natural way to leave.]

[whitleas]

Why?

[She's clueless about this, doesn't know just who this person is or what's going on.]

[likethetragedy]

It isn't safe. [Elektra realizes that voice is definitely not familiar. She turns around to face it.]

... Who are you?

[whitleas]

...I'm Whitlea.

[likethetragedy]

[She stares a for a few moments before frowning.] Why are you here?

[slayerpreferred]

[She's perched on the ledge, feet dangling off into the plummet below. Seemingly unconcerned by her precarious position, she squints against the night breeze, speaking almost to herself.]

Wanting, me? I'm not wanting anything. ... That was a lie. I could really go for a comfy chair right now, no skimpy on the comfy.

[likethetragedy]

[Elektra glances over at her. She's genuinely surprised to Buffy not only because she didn't know her. Last time she checked the Hand didn't send foreign women to assassinate anyone.]

Why are here then? [Is this some new girlfriend's of Matt? It might explain why she didn't notice her to now.]

[slayerpreferred]

It's kind of what I do. The drifting through here and there. Right now just happens to be a little more here than there. [Shrugging, Buffy tips toward the street below a little before rocking back to safety.]

[likethetragedy]

[Elektra turns back her gaze to the view.] You know a lawyer lives here.