[Well, here we are again. Thursday, her old friend. Everyone's old friend who gets invited to parties but you kind of ignore them because at some point they're going to bring Friday and if they leave Friday will just come sooner.
Or something.
Angel, for her part, gets up early and heads to... the ballroom, actually, while she's pretty sure no one else is in there, and practices uh. A very simple dance, specifically the one Luca taught her. It's simple, but she likes it, and adds little dumb flourishes to it every once in a while.
If your character purposefully enters stealthily, they might get to watch for more than a few seconds. Otherwise, she'll break out of it and very nervously greet them.]
Hey, uh... morning! How are you?
[Wonder what that's all about... Well, later she heads to the kitchen because by god today is a day to practice some of the things people have taught her or tried to teach her. That is her #goal for today.
If only she could figure out cooking. She handles grilling herself a cheese just fine, but when it comes to doing anything beyond that she seems... flummoxed.
Maybe... maybe Operation Practice Stuff wasn't the best idea? That or she needs a break, so she heads to the conference room, where on one of the free whiteboards she has drawn up a basic map of some sort of... facility shaped like the letter H? And is circling various points on it. She lies how easy it is to draw and erase and draw again with markers, even if the room gives her the creeps a little.
And at night she can be found, as she often can, in the library reading, if you want a nice casual encounter.]
no subject
Or something.
Angel, for her part, gets up early and heads to... the ballroom, actually, while she's pretty sure no one else is in there, and practices uh. A very simple dance, specifically the one Luca taught her. It's simple, but she likes it, and adds little dumb flourishes to it every once in a while.
If your character purposefully enters stealthily, they might get to watch for more than a few seconds. Otherwise, she'll break out of it and very nervously greet them.]
Hey, uh... morning! How are you?
[Wonder what that's all about... Well, later she heads to the kitchen because by god today is a day to practice some of the things people have taught her or tried to teach her. That is her #goal for today.
If only she could figure out cooking. She handles grilling herself a cheese just fine, but when it comes to doing anything beyond that she seems... flummoxed.
Maybe... maybe Operation Practice Stuff wasn't the best idea? That or she needs a break, so she heads to the conference room, where on one of the free whiteboards she has drawn up a basic map of some sort of... facility shaped like the letter H? And is circling various points on it. She lies how easy it is to draw and erase and draw again with markers, even if the room gives her the creeps a little.
And at night she can be found, as she often can, in the library reading, if you want a nice casual encounter.]