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[bellamyy.livejournal.com]

[On the rooftop, scanning the horizon.]

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ooc: Randomly, I'm listening to Iwan singing right now.

[charring]

[seated on a chair on a nearby rooftop, reading something. She has headphones on so she's pretty much in her own little world.]

ooc: That makes a pair of us!

[bellamyy.livejournal.com]

ooc: I like you already! His new EP. Win and then more win.

[charring]

[Charlie has a thing for rooftops, Simon. Especially in new areas. And she does have very red hair, doesn't she? If the sun hits it right, it's like copper set on fire. end reference to her canon-source. She picks up the iPod to change the song, frowning because the battery chose just then to die on her. Oh, well. She starts collecting the book she was reading, a gust of wind snatching the receipt she was using as a bookmark well out of her fingers.] Shit.

[As luck would have it, it's blowing Simon's way and that's about when she notices the guy. This causes her to startle some because she really wasn't expecting anyone to be on the roof at all.] Sorry. I'm not going to get in trouble for being up here, am I?

ooc: <3 right back at ya. And agreed, then agree some more.

[bellamyy.livejournal.com]

Uh... no. I don't think so. I haven't-- gotten in trouble, I mean. For being up here.

[charring]

[She watches, grinning briefly. It's not a very often-used grin, something that's obvious if one were to play close attention to it.] Good to hear. I'd hate to have a decent reading spot taken away because I've broken a rule I wasn't aware of.

[She judges the distance between her slightly higher roof and the one Simon stood on, measuring it carefully. There was hardly a gap between the buildings and at most, a one foot drop. She hops down with ease, keeping a distance between herself and Simon out of habit.]

I'm Charlie.

[wouldntitbe.livejournal.com]

[looking up from below, not terribly accustomed to seeing people simply standing on rooftops] Looking for something?

[brideofthwind.livejournal.com]

[Alma looks up at the guy from where she is, with a certain curiosity]

[enigmatic-effy.livejournal.com]

[She's sitting on the ledge, one roof over, smoking and swinging her legs, looking maybe slightly to close to the end of the ledge for comfort.]

ooc: Randomly, I'm listening to Iwan singing right now.

[charring]

[seated on a chair on a nearby rooftop, reading something. She has headphones on so she's pretty much in her own little world.]

ooc: That makes a pair of us!

[bellamyy.livejournal.com]

ooc: I like you already! His new EP. Win and then more win.

[charring]

[Charlie has a thing for rooftops, Simon. Especially in new areas. And she does have very red hair, doesn't she? If the sun hits it right, it's like copper set on fire. end reference to her canon-source. She picks up the iPod to change the song, frowning because the battery chose just then to die on her. Oh, well. She starts collecting the book she was reading, a gust of wind snatching the receipt she was using as a bookmark well out of her fingers.] Shit.

[As luck would have it, it's blowing Simon's way and that's about when she notices the guy. This causes her to startle some because she really wasn't expecting anyone to be on the roof at all.] Sorry. I'm not going to get in trouble for being up here, am I?

ooc: <3 right back at ya. And agreed, then agree some more.

[bellamyy.livejournal.com]

Uh... no. I don't think so. I haven't-- gotten in trouble, I mean. For being up here.

[charring]

[She watches, grinning briefly. It's not a very often-used grin, something that's obvious if one were to play close attention to it.] Good to hear. I'd hate to have a decent reading spot taken away because I've broken a rule I wasn't aware of.

[She judges the distance between her slightly higher roof and the one Simon stood on, measuring it carefully. There was hardly a gap between the buildings and at most, a one foot drop. She hops down with ease, keeping a distance between herself and Simon out of habit.]

I'm Charlie.

[wouldntitbe.livejournal.com]

[looking up from below, not terribly accustomed to seeing people simply standing on rooftops] Looking for something?

[brideofthwind.livejournal.com]

[Alma looks up at the guy from where she is, with a certain curiosity]

[enigmatic-effy.livejournal.com]

[She's sitting on the ledge, one roof over, smoking and swinging her legs, looking maybe slightly to close to the end of the ledge for comfort.]