The roof, rather late Friday night

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was in a mood. Her therapist was leaving, she'd yelled at Chad for not wanting to talk when God knew she knew how he felt, and the buzz of performing with Teal Dear had left her rather quickly.

So she was on the roof, despite the fact that it wasn't exactly warm out, and she had her guitar. She was picking away at it, occasionally strumming a hard, heavy chord, and trying to think of lyrics.

She was going to write a song if it killed her.

[ooc: it's a roof. they tend to be open. No walls and the like.]

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia couldn't help but laugh at that. "I'm not sure I have a muse. You're welcome to stay."

[imissmydolphin.livejournal.com]

"Okay." Lucas didn't know what was so funny, but he figured it best not to ask. "So, where are you from?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Buenos Aires, Argentina. You?"

[imissmydolphin.livejournal.com]

"All over. Most recently SeaQuest. It was a submarine."

[nadiathesaint]

"You lived on a submarine?" Nadia's voice made it clear that she thought this might be the coolest thing she'd ever heard.

[imissmydolphin.livejournal.com]

So far, the submarine thing was definitely a winner with impressing people. "A really big submarine," he said, nodding, "Over a thousand feet long."

[nadiathesaint]

"Wow. What did you do there, all day?"

[imissmydolphin.livejournal.com]

"I was part of the crew. Civilian, but they let me on the bridge when I was working. I was part of the science team, helping out on the current mission, fixing things that nobody else knew how to fix or working with the ship's dolphin, Darwin."