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[rogue_crow]

[A somewhat bored Zevran is prowling the streets of Mayfield, making mental note of landmarks and locations for reference and observing the various goings-on of interesting residents. Should you be out and about and note a blond eyeing you curiously, feel free to approach him! He's quite friendly. Especially if you're a beautiful woman. Sometimes

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I'm going to hell for this~

[wristsniper]

[Olivier is in the front yard, planting a tree. She's in clothes that are quite obviously not cut for women, but that seem to suit her nonetheless. Her sleeves are rolled up, exposing toned, muscular arms for all of Mayfield to see. Her hair is tucked up beneath a hat. She looks like...

Well, she looks like a normal man, viewed from behind. A handsome one, but a man nonetheless. Every few moments, she pauses. She's not gardening, it seems: she's listening.]

WE'LL SAVE A PLACE FOR YOU~

[rogue_crow]

[Zevran has encountered quite a few gardeners, all of whom he's spoken to...so why break the trend? It's probably just as well he's getting to know people, anyway.

He approaches her from behind, not recognizing her immediately.] Having fun?

[destinybreaking]

[...That voice is famil--oh. She turns, pulling the hat off and letting her hair fall down, where it's caught by a conveniently timed breeze.]

[rogue_crow]

[Hello, beautiful~! Zev grins broadly when he realizes who he's stumbled across] With all that hair hidden away, I hardly recognized you.

[glowing_science]

[Ema got sidetracked at some point and never did make it to Scout and Ai's place--she'll have to try again some other time, she supposes. For now, she's on her way home. As much as she doesn't want to go back to her drone daughter (and possible drone husband and son), she's pushing her luck on the time limit she's allowed to stay away. Her options are spend the night at the house or face the consequences.

She's mentally rehearsing evasion techniques so that she doesn't have to deal with droned family members. So far, she's got:
- complain of a headache/sickness and retire early
- scream bloody murder
- throw things
- all of the above

Ema doesn't notice the blond man in her path until she's nearly plowed him over.]

[rogue_crow]

[As Zevran is studying the scenery, he only half notices Ema in his peripheral vision, and makes no accommodation for her because he expects she'll move. His instincts kick in just in time to avoid an actual collision, however, as his hands snap out to catch her shoulders and halt her momentum.] Whoa there!

[glowing_science]

[Ema blinks at him in confusion as her body stops moving suddenly. It takes her a few seconds to realize why--she nearly ran right into this guy, and he now has her by the shoulders. Good thing he's paying attention.] Sorry, lost in thought.

[She takes a step back to separate herself from him.]

[rogue_crow]

Your thoughts must have been interesting indeed. [He releases her with a smile.] May I ask what they were, that could engross you so?