[ what's really a pain? having to put in effort like this. amaranth is used to coasting by. bankrbobbers and goons-for-hire are easy to deal with when she can just soak up blows and bullets without needing to worry about getting hurt. she doesn't really know how to fight, just throw a mostly decent punch without straining herself. super strength goes a long way, so does speed, so does flight. she's got people to tell her what to do, where to go, how to approach a situation that calls for any sort of finesse.
but she can't just call up one of her tech people and ask "hey, where's this hot woman on tinder? I've got a booty call to get to, chop chop." it's probably some sort of fucking security risk, like she cares.
but laila does manage to find her (claire will, in fact, notice amaranth flying overhead a few times in each direction). it's a stunning penthouse - she approves - made even more stunning by the freakin' stacked woman reclining on its balcony. laila grins and lands, feeling the tile underfoot cracking with the impact. ]
Hey.
[ her cape (not literal, just superhero slang) is meant to look youthful, hip. blue dress with a white sleeves, hemline a touch hire than should be proper. it's enough to accentuate her curves, every bounce and shimmy of her movement.
she gives claire an appreciative once-over, then tosses her hair behind a shoulder. ] Nice place, I guess.
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Date: 2023-03-29 12:41 am (UTC)[ what's really a pain? having to put in effort like this. amaranth is used to coasting by. bankrbobbers and goons-for-hire are easy to deal with when she can just soak up blows and bullets without needing to worry about getting hurt. she doesn't really know how to fight, just throw a mostly decent punch without straining herself. super strength goes a long way, so does speed, so does flight. she's got people to tell her what to do, where to go, how to approach a situation that calls for any sort of finesse.
but she can't just call up one of her tech people and ask "hey, where's this hot woman on tinder? I've got a booty call to get to, chop chop." it's probably some sort of fucking security risk, like she cares.
but laila does manage to find her (claire will, in fact, notice amaranth flying overhead a few times in each direction). it's a stunning penthouse - she approves - made even more stunning by the freakin' stacked woman reclining on its balcony. laila grins and lands, feeling the tile underfoot cracking with the impact. ]
Hey.
[ her cape (not literal, just superhero slang) is meant to look youthful, hip. blue dress with a white sleeves, hemline a touch hire than should be proper. it's enough to accentuate her curves, every bounce and shimmy of her movement.
she gives claire an appreciative once-over, then tosses her hair behind a shoulder. ] Nice place, I guess.