she wants the silence but fears the solitude

[acrossyourpath]

WHO: FELICIA HARDY and KATE KANE
WHERE: Around the City!!
WHEN: Evening into the night.
WARNINGS: Probably nothing.
SUMMARY: Felicia and Kate get down to some real bonding.
FORMAT: Whatever.


[ Felicia usually dresses not to grab attention -- too much, anyway -- but at night it feels more appropriate to dress up slightly; she sits at the bar in a black and white striped dress with a black coat, buffing her nails idly with a file as she waits for Kate.

It's been a while since they've really ever done anything, or spent time alone together. Felicia meant it when she said she was starting to feel crazy, not getting out much. ]

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[acrossyourpath]

Let's do. We may as well get our fill before we go and paint the town.

[ She brushes her hair back again, taking a deep breath -- she's not winded, but breathing a little harder from the dancing -- before she bounces back toward the bar. ]

[gevurah]

[ She could stay on the dance floor all night, but she can't resist having herself another fill before her adrenaline really gets pumping. She smooths down her hair and leans against the bar, ordering a Jack and coke now for herself.

She only pushes the glasses they were drinking from before toward the bartender as they take them off their hands. Even in the most exclusive nightclubs back home, one could never be too careful. ]

Nobody's expecting you back by curfew, right? [ Helena will be on patrol all night most likely and Nill knows not to wait up for Kate. ]

[acrossyourpath]

[ Felicia asks for a schnapps, leaning against the bar with her elbows as she keeps an eye on the man mixing the drinks. She glances back at Kate after another moment. ]

Mm? Oh, no. We don't even have a curfew.

[gevurah]

Free to come and go as you please? [ There's a hint of surprise in her tone; she hadn't expected that from Eddie. ]

[acrossyourpath]

We both are. [ She shrugs a little, letting her fingers drum against the table. ] Conflicting schedules sometimes, it keeps things uncomplicated.

[gevurah]

He must have a lot to deal with at City Hall. [ At least he hasn't snapped like the other Gothamites. If there's one Gotham Rogue that Kate has the least bit of hope in to stay relatively sane, it's Eddie. ]

[acrossyourpath]

Late hours. Long weeks. It's a miracle we ever manage to see each other.

[ It's not with a bitter tone, though. Just lighthearted acceptance. ]

[gevurah]

[ As the bartender slides over her glass, she takes a proper seat on the stool and thinks back to the days she was still seeing Renee. ]

That's why they have sick days.

[acrossyourpath]

Supposedly they do. He doesn't get sick often.

[ She smirks, taking her own glass and taking a generous sip. ]

But we make the most of our time.

[gevurah]

[ That's actually kind of nice to hear. She only believes Felicia deserves the best, after all. She takes a quick slip, grabbing a napkin to dab a little around her lips, careful not to smudge her lipstick. ]

I wish Helena took days off. Maybe a vacation really is in order.

[acrossyourpath]

I think so. It's nice to just get away sometimes.

[ She licks damp liquor from her upper lip, blinking in Kate's direction. ]

We've probably all been working too hard.

[gevurah]

Work can be fun, I've learned. [ She's actually pretty lucky in that regard; she could have been stuck at some dead-end job here and yet she has one that taps into her old hobbies and interest. ] But I agree, getting out of the City, even for a week, would be great.

[acrossyourpath]

[ Felicia smiles as she bites down gently, thoughtfully, on the rim of her glass. ]

Do we want a week, then? I can do a week. Or two. I think we could convince the pets.

[gevurah]

I could do two. Two would work if we invited along some others. [ Who else is a couple?? She wonders if Rick is seeing anyone... ]

[acrossyourpath]

Works for me. Maybe we should each make lists. [ Though Felicia isn't super close with a lot of people. ] Or draw names from a hat. How many people?

[gevurah]

Eight? [ Maybe ten at most. She doesn't mind huge crowds, but even she doesn't have many people she's close with anymore. ] If we can get our schedules to sync.

[acrossyourpath]

I think we could swing eight.

[ She tilts her head, thinking of names. ]

Probably. Maybe six, if not.

[gevurah]

I'm saying it now: somewhere with a nice beach.

[acrossyourpath]

Maybe we should go south. Plenty of beaches to choose from.

[gevurah]

Just not Cancun.

Too many teens there. [ Not interested in the fratboy experience. ]

[acrossyourpath]

What about something smaller? Gives us some wiggle room. Mexico has a lot of nice villages.

[ And she's never been. ]

[gevurah]

I could roll with that. Most of my travels have always been overseas.

[ She grabs her drink and takes a longer swig this time until there's barely any of her drink left. She lets out a pleasant sigh when she puts the glass down. Nothing like good alcohol to get her blood pumping. ]

[acrossyourpath]

I haven't really been out of the country. Except to Venezuela, but--

[ Well. She shrugs, leaning on the bar. That doesn't count. ]

I could be easy to please as long as it's somewhere warm.

--> and then skip to rooftop shenanigans?

[gevurah]

[ Haha... ]

Venezuela had its perks. [ She doesn't want to dwell on that much.

She scoots off her chair and swallows the remainder of her drink, holding out her hand to lead Felicia back to the dance floor. ]

rooftop!!

[acrossyourpath]

[ In the end they did stop somewhere to pick up blankets, because summer or not it's a little too cold (and uncomfortable) to go completely without. It's not a particularly windy night, though, and the view is spectacular. ]

I think whatever we do decide on, we should plan for a couple of alternatives. You never know what might happen.