Envy Adams (
whenshewasnice) wrote2013-06-09 08:26 pm
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A Roller Skating Rink, Baltimore, Late Sunday Afternoon
Natalie needed to be doing something. Yeah, she'd done laundry earlier but she needed to be doing something else. Something productive in another way. She'd been stuck in a gloomy rut for a while now and especially after some of the things she'd voiced to Peter earlier, she seriously needed a change. She wanted to do something that would net her a bunch of points. A challenge.
And why had she picked going out to try roller skating? Pretty much by chance. Just because she'd watched some bit of anime recently where people were skating and it seemed like a thing to do. It was a great excuse to go off the island, too. Maybe she needed that, and couldn't wait until next week.
As for her companion, no, she hadn't actually asked Jim to come with her. But she'd run into him as she'd been leaving, and hadn't told him he couldn't come when he'd decided to alleviate his boredom by tagging along.
So here they were, entering an establishment that looked a little bit like it had fallen straight out of the eighties. "Well, so far this is exactly what I expected."
[ooc: NFB, and for the future captain mentioned above!]
And why had she picked going out to try roller skating? Pretty much by chance. Just because she'd watched some bit of anime recently where people were skating and it seemed like a thing to do. It was a great excuse to go off the island, too. Maybe she needed that, and couldn't wait until next week.
As for her companion, no, she hadn't actually asked Jim to come with her. But she'd run into him as she'd been leaving, and hadn't told him he couldn't come when he'd decided to alleviate his boredom by tagging along.
So here they were, entering an establishment that looked a little bit like it had fallen straight out of the eighties. "Well, so far this is exactly what I expected."
[ooc: NFB, and for the future captain mentioned above!]

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"Where have you brought us?" Jim asked, glancing around.
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"Yes," she said. "It's not the ambience I came here for."
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Or they were just roller skating enthusiasts. Guess that was possible.
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Which meant Natalie gasped as she felt something suddenly soaking through her shirt and the back of her pants. Coke and salsa. Those were the only things that stuck, anyway. The fries fell on the floor relatively harmlessly.
The poor staff member who'd just lost his snacks looked mortified and started apologizing profusely.
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He turned away for a second, hand over his mouth while he chuckled before he straightened up and came over towards them. "You okay?"
She looked fine but the clothes were...probably not.
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"Just wet and gross," said Natalie, having to force her neutral tone a little more than usual.
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Well, he could make the employees feel a little weird. That was fun.
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The staff offered to at least rinse her clothes and give her something to wear. "Yeah, sure," she said, mostly so she could get everyone to stop freaking out around her.
The guy left to get something for her from the back room, almost tripping over someone else on the way.
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He slid his fingers through it just to make sure before he wrapped it around one of his hands and pushed it over her shoulder to get it out of the way.
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See, that was a joke, she was fine. Just mildly uncomfortable.
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The guy re-emerged, carrying a few articles of clothing over one arm. It didn't... look like a whole lot of fabric. Still, he continued to be amazingly apologetic, so Natalie accepted them without closer inspection. The guy was already getting to showing her where she could change out of her ruined outfit, and she glanced back at Jim.
"See you in a sec."
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He was good, okay?
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For one, the shirt felt at least a size too small to her. It was stretchy and fit fine as far as breathing and anything else important went, she just wasn't terribly used to wearing something that form-fitting. Plus, it was actually a large kids' shirt, with the rink's name and BIRTHDAY HERO printed on the front. Of course, after pulling the shorts on, she had KILLER in big bold letter emblazoned over her ass, so maybe the shirt wasn't so bad. Yeah, the shorts were some kind of a promotional item for the local roller derby team. Miraculously, they fit perfectly. But they were also really short. Good thing she had such nice legs.
And the guy also brought her the right size skates – no rental fee, naturally – so when she made her way back out and gave her messy clothes to the guy so he could try doing something about them, she was ready to go.
... Kind of looking like Bambi, making her way on her skinny, long legs unsurely across the floor. But still.
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And his eyebrows shot up and he looked taken aback in all the good ways. "That is the best outfit you have ever worn," Jim declared.
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"Well, of course you'd think that."
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