4667/Log 4667

Log 4667
Date of Scene:	16 June 2018
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Darcy Lewis, Ares

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Darcy Lewis has posed:
Friday evening. Darcy had the night off from work and so she took to the sidewalks of Columbus Park in Chinatown. Just a girl and her skates, and her phone's playlist blasting in her ears via her earbuds. Black pads protected her knees and elbows and wrists in case of a fall or the intentional tackle of a pursenabber thinking she was an easy mark. Her long brown hair was held from her face by the rich purple helmet with a screamin gneon pink lighting bolt on it. In white pain were teh words: TazerQueen #681

The girl herself was in a surgeried blue tshirt cut and tied to look like a back laced corset. The front had white lettering that read 'Libetry Belles' and the logo was of the statue of liberty as a roller girl, skating with torch and book. Her skirt was just on that side of really too short to be worn in public, revealing the black tight shorts she had on under. What was visible of her legs was covered by a wide mesh fish net stockings. Her skates looked well worn and beaten in.

Darcy Lewis was out skating, just enjoying the stretch and the feel of it, not really going very fast. Her belonging (keys, flip flops, phone, water bottle, etc) rested in a string tie bag slung on her back.

Ares has posed:
Friday, Friday, Friday! What to do on a friday...Well, How about go to the nearby park in Chinatown?

Why not.

The God of War was in his human guise of John Aaron. Dressed in pitch black clothing: Pitch black trench coat, pitch black loose button up polo, black pants, combat boots. The usual. Though upon a sudden, his ocean blue eyes detect Darcy Lewis as she skates about the park. Perhaps getting used to her stuff?

Either way, he seems content to watch cor her. Every instance that she turns, every ounce of skin that she reveals, every twist and twirl. She must be a roller derby gal.

Nothin' wrong with that.

"Pleasant evening?' he speaks out of the blue in a kind tone.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy had spun to glide backwards to a stop near the bench John Aaron stood. She was pulling her water free for a swig when she noted his eyes on her and his lips moving. Unfortunately, Katy Perry drowned him out so she pulled an ear bud out.

"What?" she asks him, green eyes behind glasses curious but not yet ompletely wary.

Ares has posed:
Ares smiles soflty to her as she apparently sees fit to drift to a stop to look at him. He smiles. "I said, Pleasant evening?" he asks her curiously, a big smile for her as he approaches. "Hope I'm not disturbing anything." Seems he's a very polite guy.

Either way, he may look intimidating, but his smile might toss any sense of wariness out of the eway.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Intimidating because of his size? Not to Darcy. She's petite of stature but what she lacks in height she makes up for in chutzpah. Her lips, still stained red from her daytime red lipstick, kick up at a corner.

"It is a nice evening. And you are, but that's alright. I'll get over it," she states with easy aplumb.

Ares has posed:
Ares shrugs lightly then as she pauses. She certainly was a profoundly beautiful woman, no doubt at all about that. With a smile on his face, he approaches her, hands in his pockets, until he reveals one of them in the form of extending his hand towards her. "John Aaron." Given, he was oly 6'2" in his more normal form, but hey, it still dwarfed her in height.

A small apologetic smile. "Apologies all the same. How can I repay?" a kindness in his tone as he moves closer.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Darcy Lewis," she replies, reaching out with a wrist guarded hand after swapping the bottle over to free it. She shakes, fingers grip firm enough for a mere mortal woman. Her nails are short but not fussed over. Clean and trim, but not manicured. She keeps one toe planted on the cement to keep her in one place as she talks.

"It's no big thing, man. I wasn't really working cardio today anyway. Is there something I can do for you?" Because he's approached her, after all.

Ares has posed:
"A pleasure to meet you, Darcy." Ares smiles happily to her, giving her hand a firm shake, but clearly gentle enough as to not shatter her hand. A little bow of his head to add to the greeting before he releases her hand. "Good to know. It appeared as though you were having a good time nonetheless. Katy Perry?"

"Hm? oh, I require nothing. I simply wanted to say hello. Not many people in the park to have a conversation with, you know?" he chuckles lightly. "That is, if you feel like talking."

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Is it that loud?" Darcy asks, decent enough to blush lightly. She digs into a pocket of her skirt for her phone to turn off the music. Music gone, she returns to pleasantries.

"Nice to meet you too, John. Sure, I can talk for a bit," she replies, head a bit on tilt.

Ares has posed:
Ares laughs. "Not really, I just have 'good ears' even though I can't hear for shit." He wards that off with a light laugh. "Excellent. So, Are you a professional skater? or just out here for fun?" Not many poeple have personalized gear like that. Plus, it looks quite official. Though he quickly moves on.

"I want to guess...roller derby? You look a little too tough to be a normal twirly regular skater." he teases her lightly.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Good ears but can't hear for shit. Sounds like some middle managers she knows. It draws a pleasant laugh from Darcy.

"Just out here for fun, but yes to being a derby girl. Guilty as charged. I don't get paid to play though. It's just a hobby and a way to get my PT done in a way that my SO and I can agree on," she adds on a grin before taking another swig of water.

Ares has posed:
Ares smiles warmly to Darcy as he apparently was humorous enough to draw a beautiufl laugh out of her. It was lovely.

"Ahhh I see. Oh? you are? Excellent. So you do it just for simple pleasure and good way to get things done?" He smiles softly. oh? she has a boyfriend? (or a girlfriend?) Or it can just mean her supervisor. He'll go with the latter. Hm, well, he can still flirt, right?

"I see. Well, will you tell me about your job then?" assuming she has one. "I mean, if derby doesn't cut it, what do you do for a living?" a warm smile.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy nods, agreeing with John about the pleasure and good way to get things done. She lets herself roll back a bit forward rolling forward to where she was and stopping herself again.

"I work at SHIELD. Admin offices. Someone's got to make sure people get their paperclips. All very boring," she says, smirking at her job's description. It's not the whole of it, but it's enough. She drinks some more water, eyes dancing in amusement.

"You?"

Ares has posed:
Ares seems to be listening closely to her as he approaches, perhaps sealing more of that distance between them. Though he definitely has a flirtatious swagger to him, because...well, Darcy was one beautiful woman. and he can tell she's a bit of a spitfire. Either way, his smile is quite prevalent for her as she states her profession.

"Oof, fancy." He says with a bit of a smile, not hiding the fact that yes, he's giving her a once over.

"I'm a simple construction worker." He shrugs. No wise talk, no building himself up, no trying to do anything of the sort. Simple and effective.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Spitfire? Oh hell yes. It comes with her smirking and a mischevious glint in her eyes.

"Construction? Really. Lay a lot of tile, do you? Really good at nailing things to walls?" She cackles at her puns, because she's hilarious! And of course he's checking her out. He just better not get too handsy without getting permission.

Ares has posed:
John smiles softly to Darcy as she speaks and jokes at him. With a smile, he approaches her further. "Well...if you want, I could show you tonight." he winks, and chuckles a little bit at his own form of jokes. Regardless, he shrugs. "So..what are you plans for the night? Skating the night away?" he asks her curiously.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Aw.. hoping to patch a hole of mine?" she retorts far too sweetly before snickering and rolling herself back a half step so he'll have to give chase a bit.

"Well, I was going to skate until I worked up a sweat, and then I was going to get something to stuff my face with, and then I was going to go home and shower before collapsing into bed so I can sleep in tomorrow. No work," is the reply, made with a grin.

Ares has posed:
Ares looks at her as he comes close enough to be chest to chest to her, his eyes remaining locked onto hers. "ah, I see. No work tomorrow? What a coincidence..for neither do I." he teases her lightly. "So...if the lady wishes, I'll happily do so." of course he means the hole-patching. Winking at her lightly.

Thoug hof course, he ewasn't demanding anything. Merely an offer as he remains so close that she could steal one if she wanted to. In whatever meaning she takes it.