The roof, Friday, early evening

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia lay flat on her back, staring up at the clouded sky, getting thoroughly damp in the half-hearted rain.

It wasn't warm, but it certainly wasn't cold, and the news she'd gotten about Wilson having woken up had her in a decent mood.

She was still troubled by the fact that the dream she'd gotten about what had happened had come far to late to do, she suspected, even a little bit of good, but she supposed that didn't matter, now.

So she lay on the roof, eyes half-closed to keep the rain from them, and let her mind wander.

[ooc: open]

Comments

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"And you would care... why?" Cally asked.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"A micheivous streak that wants to point out that there's a whole lot of new potential customers?"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"...Riiiiight."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

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[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Seriously? Cool." he smiled. "On island or off?"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"On island. The night club," Cally said.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Which one?"