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[gotthatheart.livejournal.com]

((Sitting on park bench. Spying. Observing.))

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do they even know each other?

[umbr-ambulate.livejournal.com]

[Oh, look, conveniently half-empty bench. Perfect for Leigh to have his lunch there. Sorry for taking up space- he does try to minimise that- but at least you being small compensates?]

They do now. ♥

[gotthatheart.livejournal.com]

((._. She is not very small. She'll just glance at him from behind her sunglasses - ugh, someone doing something that's not interesting at all - then go back to watching a boy skateboard down the pathway.))

[umbr-ambulate.livejournal.com]

[That's okay. He doesn't like to be disturbed while he's eating. He's not going to notice the Kagan Properties card that just fell out of his pocket, anyway.]

[gotthatheart.livejournal.com]

((Her eyes flicker towards the slight movement dispassionately, then back again when she realizes what exactly is written on the business card. Then she glances at the man.))

Elisha Kagan... dreadfully interesting individual, don't you think?

[umbr-ambulate.livejournal.com]

[Give him a moment to swallow his bite while he looks at you, puzzled.] S'pose he is, yeah. More than th' tabloids yak about, anyway.

I don't mind if Blythe knows of Ilya's existence or not. c:

[sharpbutler.livejournal.com]

[Although there is some family resemblance, Blythe would have had to have been very thorough in her investigations to find out about Isaac's older sister. It isn't, however, impossible. She's only a part of his life when either trying to keep him out of trouble or patching up his latest injuries, but their bond is still a strong one.

All that aside, she pauses on her way past the bench in order to bring one foot up onto the seat and start meticulously tying her shoelaces in quick, precise movements.]

Oh goodness. x3

[gotthatheart.livejournal.com]

((She hasn't, unfortunately, so all she's thinking of when Ilya starts to tie her shoelaces is how mundane an action it is and how she's getting in the way of a very talented kid playing violin. Gurl. Get out of the way.))

She should get a weird-ass phonecall from him, y/n?

[sharpbutler.livejournal.com]

[And not a single fuck is given. The other shoe comes up next to be tied. Her coat is covering sports gear; her shoes are trainers and there's a wooden grass-pitch hockey stick strapped loosely to her back.]

y. y all the way. ♥♥♥ it would be great. :3

[gotthatheart.livejournal.com]

((Okay. Okay, this is going to far.)) Excuse me. You're in the way. ((Pointed looks at the musician behind her back is a go.))

[deckwarper.livejournal.com]

[At some point, she'll probably notice the sixteen-year-old wandering about the park, features flickering every-so-often as she stopped to smell the flowers.]

[gotthatheart.livejournal.com]

((She does, glancing at the girl from behind her sunglasses. She can see the flickering of her appearance, but can't decide whether it's actually her or just a trick of the sunlight.))

[deckwarper.livejournal.com]

[If she does come to a decision, it'll probably be because Sydney stops wandering in the sunny parts of the part and comes to rest in the shade of the tree.

The changes in her looks are still there, but subtle. Blythe would have to be watching very carefully to see them.]

[gotthatheart.livejournal.com]

((She definitely will be watching - but not approaching yet. Sydney won't see her steady gaze, since Blythe's only watching her out of the corner of eye, but she might feel it.

do they even know each other?

[umbr-ambulate.livejournal.com]

[Oh, look, conveniently half-empty bench. Perfect for Leigh to have his lunch there. Sorry for taking up space- he does try to minimise that- but at least you being small compensates?]

They do now. ♥

[gotthatheart.livejournal.com]

((._. She is not very small. She'll just glance at him from behind her sunglasses - ugh, someone doing something that's not interesting at all - then go back to watching a boy skateboard down the pathway.))

[umbr-ambulate.livejournal.com]

[That's okay. He doesn't like to be disturbed while he's eating. He's not going to notice the Kagan Properties card that just fell out of his pocket, anyway.]

[gotthatheart.livejournal.com]

((Her eyes flicker towards the slight movement dispassionately, then back again when she realizes what exactly is written on the business card. Then she glances at the man.))

Elisha Kagan... dreadfully interesting individual, don't you think?

I don't mind if Blythe knows of Ilya's existence or not. c:

[sharpbutler.livejournal.com]

[Although there is some family resemblance, Blythe would have had to have been very thorough in her investigations to find out about Isaac's older sister. It isn't, however, impossible. She's only a part of his life when either trying to keep him out of trouble or patching up his latest injuries, but their bond is still a strong one.

All that aside, she pauses on her way past the bench in order to bring one foot up onto the seat and start meticulously tying her shoelaces in quick, precise movements.]

Oh goodness. x3

[gotthatheart.livejournal.com]

((She hasn't, unfortunately, so all she's thinking of when Ilya starts to tie her shoelaces is how mundane an action it is and how she's getting in the way of a very talented kid playing violin. Gurl. Get out of the way.))

She should get a weird-ass phonecall from him, y/n?

[sharpbutler.livejournal.com]

[And not a single fuck is given. The other shoe comes up next to be tied. Her coat is covering sports gear; her shoes are trainers and there's a wooden grass-pitch hockey stick strapped loosely to her back.]

y. y all the way. ♥♥♥ it would be great. :3

[gotthatheart.livejournal.com]

((Okay. Okay, this is going to far.)) Excuse me. You're in the way. ((Pointed looks at the musician behind her back is a go.))

[deckwarper.livejournal.com]

[At some point, she'll probably notice the sixteen-year-old wandering about the park, features flickering every-so-often as she stopped to smell the flowers.]

[gotthatheart.livejournal.com]

((She does, glancing at the girl from behind her sunglasses. She can see the flickering of her appearance, but can't decide whether it's actually her or just a trick of the sunlight.))

[deckwarper.livejournal.com]

[If she does come to a decision, it'll probably be because Sydney stops wandering in the sunny parts of the part and comes to rest in the shade of the tree.

The changes in her looks are still there, but subtle. Blythe would have to be watching very carefully to see them.]

[gotthatheart.livejournal.com]

((She definitely will be watching - but not approaching yet. Sydney won't see her steady gaze, since Blythe's only watching her out of the corner of eye, but she might feel it.