Cara's Apartment, Thursday Evening

[wrongkindofsith]

It had taken most of the afternoon, but Cara was finally glitter-free, and her likewise glitter-free leathers were carefully hung away.

After wrestling with the fastening on her dress (which had taken the non-glitter-removing part of her afternoon to find), and rescuing her hair after it got caught in the fastening, she sat down at the table to wait. Immediately she started drumming her fingers against the tabletop.

Within five minutes she was up and pacing, occasionally readjusting her cleavage.

So really, it was like any other random evening of hers. Nothing at all out of the ordinary. Nothing.

[For the girl.]

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[harpy-daughter.livejournal.com]

Surreal had needed to bare her teeth at squirrels more than a few times as she made her way over to Cara's apartment. Look, she'd put on a dress - which was new, thank you Sadi, and DID NOT NEED GLITTER - and her fancy sandals. If one speck of glitter ruined these sandals, she'd be making a squirrel-lined cloak. Rules be hanged.

She felt like a Darkness-dammed idiot. But she was an idiot who flipped her knife around in her hand to pound on the door with the hilt.

[wrongkindofsith]

Her pacing interrupted, Cara made her way over to the door. Barefoot, because balancing in any kind of heel that wasn't her boots was not happening.

"That's a good look for you," she said, leaning in the doorway and trying to look more comfortable than she felt. "You planning on using that knife on anything?" She wasn't picky about what.

[harpy-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Anything fuzzy that tries to eavesdrop, or wave a pompom at us," Surreal replied, raising her voice just enough in case any of them had tailed her past the dorms. "Precautionary measures."

[wrongkindofsith]

"I like a girl who's prepared," Cara said, reaching over to tug Surreal into the apartment, because that seemed the best way to handle things, not dirty...yet.

[harpy-daughter.livejournal.com]

"You like anyone who's prepared. If there's no fight, it's too easy," Surreal snarked, letting herself be tugged. "And then you'd be bored."

[wrongkindofsith]

"But I can usually find a way to entertain myself," Cara replied with a smirk, hands on Surreal's hips. No matter how awkward she felt about everything else, she was back on solid ground here. "Unless you're planning on making it hard."

Just because that line worked better on men, it didn't mean she couldn't use it at all.