( OPEN ) ; we go where nobody knows

[canaria]

WHO: Sara Lance + you! (OPEN)
WHERE: Maurtia Falls & Nonah.
WHEN: Today.
WHAT: A morning/afternoon in the life of an especially active Sara Lance.
WARNINGS: None.


Maurtia Falls | morning:

Sara slept in a little this morning, not getting out of bed until 7:00 AM, and breakfast, dressed and out the door by 7:45. She's dressed for a morning run, because that's what she's doing. She does this for about an hour, until she finally decides to call it a morning with that and decides to end her outing by treating herself to a post-run coffee before heading back to her housing for a bit. She's not opposed to company if you want to sit and chat with her while she finishes her coffee.

Nonah | afternoon:

And then she travels to another city for her afternoon, just to mix things up, and with the goal of spending her afternoon at a place with a rock climbing wall. She's usually an active person anyway, but today she's doing a lot of it since she's got the time. (This also means she will probably pass the hell out so fast tonight when she goes to bed, but, it's worth it.)

She doesn't spend as much time doing rock climbing walls as she'd like, but she's still decent at it since she's got the leg and arm muscles for it. Come join and try to race her to the top or something!

Comments

Maurtia Falls

[disguarded]

Wow, their morning routines could not be more different, could they? Twice hasn't eaten, hasn't ordered a coffee, and certainly hasn't gone for any runs yet today. She looks immaculate, really, in an unadorned but obviously expensive outfit, as she sits not far off, drawing in a sketchpad.

The occasional glance goes Sara's way (along with a polite nod if they happen to lock eyes), but mostly Twice's attention is stuck on an old municipal building across the street with a fanciful statue on the domed portion of its roof, as she sketches out its bones, admittedly more in the way of an architect than an artist.

[canaria]

She returns with a polite nod, then tries to follow her gaze to figure out what exactly she's looking at and sketching out on her sketchpad (since it could be a whole building, or just part of it, or maybe something else).

"The architecture has flavour, I'll give it that." She comments with a half smile.

[disguarded]

Twice is quiet and still for a long moment before she reacts to Sara's words at all, long enough that it might seem like she's just going to ignore them, before she finally glances over and responds, "Yes, it's interesting, isn't it? All the time and resources that must have gone into adding these things with no practical use."

All with the distant, slightly monotonous voice of either the very bored or the very distracted.

[canaria]

"The buildings or what they add on? I mean, the idea of what decor is pretty or not is in the eye of the beholder and all of that, so all arguments there are the most subjective ever."

[disguarded]

She shrugs easily enough and lazily motions with her pencil toward the domed roof, the statue, and the unnecessary Roman columns at the building's entrance. "The look of it is fine, I guess. It's certainly more interesting than the plain ones on either side, just not necessary to the actual work being done in there. Whoever built this place made a lot of money because someone who didn't make it wanted to impress someone who doesn't work in it. How funny."

Though judging by the lack of amusement on her face, that might be more funny-strange than funny-haha??

maurtia falls; morning

[darted]

Mai would prefer to sleep in, but her nights have been a little restless since being imPorted. After the sun belligerently hits her face against her wishes in the morning, Mai realizes that she's up for good. Mai doesn't really know what to do with a morning so early, so she decides to visit the local park for some fresh air.

When she's at the park, she slips into an old effort to occupy her time: knife arts. Knowing it would be kind of dangerous to just start throwing them about the park, Mai decides it'll be safer to juggle them. She continues adding more and more knives until she gets to the comfortable amount of five.

However, five is a little too much for her to manage, especially with the low amounts of sleep. While trying to fling it up, she twists her wrist in the incorrect angle, instead flinging the knife right towards Sara. Luckily, the incorrect angle also means it's not pitched at a speed that's trying to kill. Instead, it kind of tumbles and glides in the air, like a clumsy desperate football.

Mai feels the mistake almost instantly and her voice cries out to give the girl warning, "Watch out!"

[canaria]

Ah, knife arts -- one of Sara's favourite. If she can't have her batons (which lock together to form a staff), she'll take a dagger -- a bow is close behind, and guns last.

She could try to catch it out of the air (her reflexes aren't superhuman, but they are pretty damn good), but that would be risky, so she turns to the sound of the voice and quickly stops to dodge. When it lands nearby, she picks it up and twirls it lightly in her hand, just to get a feel for it and its weight (what? she likes weapons...) before offering it to the woman -- the safe way, by its handle.

"Most of my knife throwing is at a target. That's impressive, though." She offers a smile.

[darted]

Mai appreciates the light twirl as she steps forward and takes the blade back from her hand. She appreciates it before sliding it back up her sleeve.

"Same, but I thought it might be too dangerous to do it in a public place and I'm not really sure how the government will feel if I start treating my apartment like a pin cushion," Mai continues. "Throwing blades is a hobby of mine, so it's nice I have a power to match. Are you an imPort?"

She's asking for the sake of clarification. She just wants to know if she got lucky in having the blade's target be a competent fighter and citizen.

[canaria]

"I am, yeah. I've been here a couple of months now -- though, apparently I was here for a handful of months before, though I don't remember that first round of being here. How about you?"

[darted]

"Huh... So you can leave here and come back with amnesia..." Mai hadn't even consider a possibility like that before. This place seems so whimsical and uncertain, she's starting to believe this world is too chaotic to be organized.

"I've been here so far for five days. So far, most of my days are filled with training so I can be the face of the new morning show: Smiles for Miles," Despite the cheerful name, Mai's voice doesn't contain one positive inflection. They truly picked the grayest girl for the job of the sunny newscaster.

She sighs before she continues, "I spend most of my day learning how to pronounce things and the pop culture around here. I hate having to deal with people, so I don't know why I was selected for the job," If Mai hasn't struck Sara has a teenager by now, a healthy dose of griping should quickly confirm her age.