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[violetnce]

WHO: Elizabeth Braddock + you
WHERE: Various
WHEN: Over the span of the TMI event, and a little before/after as needed or wanted.
WHAT: Shenanigans
WARNINGS: Will update as needed.


01. ( CLOSED TO HOUSEMATES )

Betsy keeps herself pretty busy, between going out, working, and her various other activities, be they superhero related or otherwise. One morning, however, finds her still in her housing by what she would consider late morning, and she's working on making herself a strong tea to wake up, and toasting a bagel. And she's also still in her sleepwear, which consists of exercise shorts and a sports bra.

Her brushed violet hair spills out over the countertop as she rests her chin on the counter, impatiently waiting for the water to boil. Uuuuugh.

02. ( OPEN TO ANYONE )

Now that she has her aerial yoga studio up and running, she spends a lot of time running classes there -- or, after they're done for the day, she stays behind and does some of her own, with an empty building all to herself.

Or maybe you find her while she's doing her grocery shopping, at any place that sells a large variety of organic and fresh foods. When she can't reach the bag of chia seeds on the high shelf, for even someone of her height, just try not to stand too close as she uses her telekinesis to swing it down to her.

Or, later at night, you could find yourself helping out the violet-dressed-haired-irised, mutant, with some trouble makers, Possibly you are the troublemaker. Just watch out for that katana she swings, if that's the case.

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[iminthebook]

Harry was used to working out and pushing his physical limits. It was part of how he kept himself ready for cases and the near-constant threats against himself and his friends. So, he had heard of the aerial yoga, and started coming, investing in learning the technique as well as he could, slowly but steadily.

And he finds himself after, asking about advanced classes.

He approaches the instructor, the slick-limbed, long-legged woman whose countenance seems somewhere between a deadly warrior and a being of sunshine. She could be Fae for all he knows, but she doesn't feel like that, and something about the way she looks pings his memory. But from where?

"Pardon me, teacher. Do you have a moment?" He was tired after the workout, but only pleasantly so, and felt bouncy and curious, as he always did after a good working.

[violetnce]

She offers a smile and adjusts the bun that her violet hair is tied in. "Of course. I have lots of moments." Her tone is friendly, accented of Maldon, Essex origin. "How can I help you?"

[iminthebook]

"I was hoping to ask abou8t advanced classes, and if any were available, and if so, what kind and when?"

Harry grins, stretching a little in his yoga outfit. He really, really thinks she looks familiar. He might figure it out... later. Smiling, he shakes his head.

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[solarcharged]

Apollo starts his day a little later than most, if only because there's so very little point in him rising before the sun. By the time mid-morning rolls around he's only just up and about, idly lounging in patches of morning sunlight as he tops up his energy, before slowly descending down the stairs in bare feet, a plain tee, and sweat pants.

Apollo thought he was alone in the house, up until he heard movement from the kitchen. Curiously he alters course and wanders in.

"Oh, hey. Good morning." He gives her a warm smile, then nods towards the still-unboiled tea kettle.

"A watched pot never boils, you know. Want me to speed it along?"

[violetnce]

"So I've heard." She says with a slightly amused laugh. "Sure, please. How?" Powers are nothing new to here, certainly not with her history. What she means is how his powers work; she's always curious about those kinds of things.

[solarcharged]

"Like this. Stand back..."

He approaches and wraps two broad, unnaturally warm hands around the kettle. It's only the work of a moment to gently coax the water in to boiling with a dull, ambient glow of solar energy directed inwards at the kettle's contents.

"I'm something of a solar battery," He explains as he steps back with a grin, gesturing for Betsy to help herself to the freshly boiled kettle. "I used to use that trick all the time when sterilising my daughter's bottles."

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[mostlyprofessional]

Bored of doing yoga by herself at home or out and about, Chloe's started taking an aerial yoga class for the new challenge. It probably shows in that the poses themselves are visibly easy for her; it's holding herself in the silks that she finds trickier.

Still, she's not usually chatty about this, as she is today at the end of class: "A bit before I got imPorted, I did a wee session when I got to the top of a very tall tower with barely half a metre of space." She catches herself humblebragging, and decides it's better than the mushy stuff she's put one of her friends through. "View was amazing, but the stretch is better here."

There, she managed to salvage it into a compliment.

[violetnce]

Okay, I mean, she's impressed. She either finds thrill or it finds her, so it sounds fun too.

"So what you're saying is maybe we should mix the two next time." She says with a half smile and a quick laugh. Is she serious or joking? WHO KNOWS.

[mostlyprofessional]

Chloe laughs, playing along with Schrodinger's joke. "I can't imagine where you'd hang the silks from," she says. "That was the absolute top of the tower, nothing more above it. Otherwise..." She winks. "I'd be keen."