282/Waterfron Wanderings
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| Waterfron Wanderings | |
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| Date of Scene: | 04 March 2020 |
| Location: | Happy Harbor Waterfront |
| Synopsis: | No description |
| Cast of Characters: | Alexander Aaron, Morgan le Fay
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- Alexander Aaron has posed:
Outside of Happy Harbor in the courtyard between several of the larger buildings, the snow has been melting the last few hours. There's a steady trickle of water hugging the walls of the auditorium, creating a thin rivulet that empties into the water feature there in the middle of that area. The fountain, fortunately, is turned off what with it being Winter, but or now the small pool has come back to life with little bits of ice floating around inside of it.
And during this particular lunch break, Alexander Aaron has decided to take up a seat on the edge of that fountain, settled on the stone wall that encircles it, leaning over to look into the water and rub at that black eye of his thoughtfully. A small shrug is given as if he figured something out, then he goes back to reading the overly thick book he rests in his lap.
- Morgan le Fay has posed:
Add one more to the reading crowd. Morgana's here, though she's keeping to herself and yet, striding to the fountain. Today she's not in her robes. Instead, school uniform. The question of her robes can ben answerd by the lack of a familiar, too. Hey, kittens need somewhere warm to curl up. She's got a dog eared paperback. Machiavelli's adventures, and she finds a spot to sit where she can watch Alex, and read at the same time.
"Hey" she says. "No burger today?"
- Alexander Aaron has posed:
A glance sidelong is given to Morgan as Alexander lifts his eyes up to her, meets her gaze, then looks back down at what she's reading, then back up to those eyes. He gives a small boneless shrug as easily as that and murmurs, "Miss Johnson had some extra since apparently she likes to eat a lot." He says that with the finality of having passed judgment on the poor IT teacher and her lifestyle. Then he goes back to reading his own hardcover library book that declares pointedly, 'Guns, Germs, and Steel.'
Though after a moment he lifts a hand and gives a small wave, "I'm Alexander. By the way." Grudgingly murmured, as if that was the social obligation he's supposed to observe and only baaaarely deals with it.
