Roof, Saturday morning

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

After a deliciously sugary breakfast, Cassandra made her way up to the roof. The party last night had interrupted her regular training schedule, and she needed to stay in shape.

The roof was still littered with the aftermath of the party: glitter, cups, food, a single shoe, all the sorts of things a party leaves behind. Which was good, really. It would make things more challenging.

Cassandra went through a quick series of stretches before working her way across the roof in a series of flips, cartwheels, and handsprings. The need to avoid all the litter on the roof made things a bit more interesting.

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[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy came up to maybe do some start of the day meditation, but found it already occupied. He watched her exercises, impressed.

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

When she sensed someone else on the roof with her, Cassandra finished the series she was in the middle in before stopping and looking over to see who it was.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Good morning." Billy nodded to her. "That's very impressive moves you've got there."

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

She shrugged, "Lots of practice."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy stepped forward onto the roof. It's entirely possible she'd notice what no one else did, a slight variation in his stride as if there was the tiniest of delays in his left leg.

"I've done most of my practicing in the park, or the preserve. But this is a good place for it too."

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

"I like buildings." She watched him move, slightly more alert because of the leg. Cassandra knew a lot about compensating for injuries; long term and short term.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy typically wore long pants to hide the prosthetic, and today was no exception. "Mostly I come up here meditate. Or brood, but mostly meditate. Oh, in case no one's told you yet? This kind of like, emo central up here a lot of the time."

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Cassandra frowned, most of the time she could pick up the meaning of a new word just by watching the way people moved when they said it, but... "emo" was complex. "Emo?" Not that she expected that she'd understand even with an explanation.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"I think it's short for emotional." Billy said. "But basically it means depressed or angsty."

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

"What does being depress have to do with the roof?" Cassandra spent lots of time on roofs and she wasn't depressed!

Much.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"I'm not sure. I don't feel all that depressed most of the time I'm up here. I mostly just like the view, or when it's raining. Maybe because it's usually quiet, or they like the atmosphere." Maybe it's Joss Whedon's fault

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Cassandra nodded. "It's quiet. I like it."

Curse you Whedon!

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"That's why I meditate up here sometimes. Especially in the rain."

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

"Rain is..." she frowned, thinking, and eventually offered, "Wet."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"It is, but I find the sound it makes soothing." he shrugged. "That's why I go to the beach for it sometimes too."

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

"I went to the beach," not the one in Fandom. She was doing her best to hold up her side of the conversation.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Did you like it?"

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Cassandra considered before shaking her head. "Not really. I had to wear a... thing."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy blinked. "Uhm, a thing?"

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

She frowned and made a vague gesture, "A... um..." another long pause, "Swimsuit?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yeah those. You don't like swimsuits?"

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

"People look at you." And Cassandra wasn't comfortable with the way they did it.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"They, sometimes do that yeah." Billy wasn't sure what she meant, though it'd probably come to him. He himself had long since gotten used to how some people looked at him. The eyepatch, fake leg, tatoo, or, just in general when he had his shirt off, he didn't mind how some people looked at him then.

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

Cassandra just frowned, unable to get across what bothered her. The truth is she probably wouldn't have minded if she couldn't see what they were thinking.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

At that point, Billy did indeed put it together. Swimsuit, people looking, girl. "Oh. Yeah I get it. You could probably wear a t-shirt and pants, though they might make it a bit more difficult to swim effectively."

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

She stands silently for a moment before offering, "Maybe."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Or there's always the option of the pool late enough at night that no one's gonna be around."

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

"When is that?" She'd noticed people up at some very odd hours. Herself included.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Well for the pool, I'd guess your best bet would be after midnight."

[iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com]

She nodded slowly, making note, then shrugged. "I don't have anything to wear anyway, so I don't know if it matters."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Well they've got all sorts of stuff at Stuff for sale, so if you're ever of a mind to get something, that's where I'd reccomend."