The roof, Friday night

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia stopped by her room long enough to put away the things she'd dumped on the floor the night before, feed Furrball, make her bed, and grab an apple from her stash of food, a pen, an umbrella and a towel, then she headed up to the roof.

Normally, she'd sit right by the edge where she could have the best view of the town, but she'd made Walter a promise and she honestly wasn't a hundred percent certain she'd keep it if she wasn't careful. Instead, she set her towel down near the door, mindful of any puddles, propped the umbrella on her shoulder, and started carefully poking three holes through the apple with the pen. One through the top, and two perpendicular to each other in the sides.

That accomplished, she cracked open the beer Walter had given her, took a sip, then pulled out the package she'd gotten from Jay, and settled back for a good smoke.

[ooc: roof of . . . not quite emo just now is open]

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[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

Ivanova liked rain. It didn't rain in space. Water was too precious for showers, even. So when she heard the drop pattering against her window she decided to enjoy it, padding up to the roof to get absolutely drenched and maybe wash away some of the events of the last few days. Even though there was someone else up there.

"Running girl," she nodded, padding out into the open in sandals and just a thin t-shirt and jeans.

[nadiathesaint]

"Drinking girl," Nadia responded easily, even as she took another sip of her beer.

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Not anymore," Ivanova smirked. "I've given it up. Bad things happened." She turned her face up into the rain. "Very bad things."

[nadiathesaint]

"Well, sometimes they happen whether you drink or not." Nadia muttered darkly as she took another hit from her apple.

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Bad week?" Ivanova asked, perching on the ledge, not bothering to get out of the rain. "They seem to be going around."

[nadiathesaint]

"The worst. And I noticed that, too."

And, she reminded herself, it wasn't her fault.

Well, not all of it.

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Care to share? I'll show you mine if you show me yours." Ivanova chuckled. "I think the number of sympathetic ears around here is choking me. Everywhere I turn I find a friend and a shoulder to cry on."

[nadiathesaint]

"I'd actually rather not talk about it." Nadia was pretty sure she'd managed to find the only person other than herself and Walter who hadn't listened to the radio last night.

She offered Ivanova the apple. "Want some? Better than booze,"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Sure." Ivanova took a puff, her lips curling into a smile. "So you've met the hetero lifemates I take it," she murmured as she handed it back.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia smiled slightly. "Just today, yes. Jay's a bit of a fiend, but Bob seems pretty cool."

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"Jay's alright if you can get him suitably cowed," Ivanova smirked. "Silent Bob's good company. I'm his perfect woman in a WonderBitterwoman costume. He helped me get back into my ship when I was locked out one weekend." She frowned. "Wearing that costume, actually."

[nadiathesaint]

The mention of a Bitterwoman costume had Nadia choking slightly on her beer, but she tried to cover for it. "Wow. Why were you dressed as Bitterwoman?"

[suzotchka.livejournal.com]

"It was Hallowe'en. I didn't know what to wear and Bob suggested it. It was a big hit. I wound up with a sidekick and everything. That was before being chased by the spectral heavily armed skeletons."