Owner	Pose
Rave	Night out in NYC, no shows to to speak of, Rave had an evening off. After some running, some enjoyment of a few fun selfies and indulging in a little journey across the country the Bluenette had returned to New York and found her way to a small chinese takeout place. Junkie, americanized and yet suitably delicious...the downside? Now she was left waiting. Resting in the seating, the young woman was swinging her legs lightly, her form dressed in the usual choice of shorts and tank top beneath her hoodie.
Ivory	Night is like day for a certain cat-branded desigher. Which means, they are out on the street, looking for things to do, haunting the nightlife and late night food courts. Or moving from one to another. One moment they halted in their steps as they spotted a particular blue head, carefully ecing it twice over before chuckling and trying their best to almost sneak up to the bluenette from the front side - which wasn't easy if you're a white haired designer in a jeans jacket and it was late enought that the ammount of people on the way wasn't thick crowds anymore.
Rave	Many powers had Rave, but super hearing wasn't one! The world moved slowly, but that didn't make her any more immune to distraction. Absently humming to herself, the speedster idly reached to draw out her phone. Sometimes, that was how her music started...
Ivory	Miracoulously, Ivory manages to get to Rave before being noticed, smiling widely as they pretty much take the last yard in a jump to hug the bluenette almost randomly. "GOTCHA!" they claim during the jump - which might be a super bad move announcing a pounce to a speedster.
Rave	Thankfully super speed makes it a lot harder for people to know that you'd jumped! For normal eyes? It just looked like her glow in her hair and eyes got a little more intense and she didn't cry out. Then she was gone, that jump landing on empty air... A heartbeat later, Rave was standing behind the cat, a little 'boop' of her fingertip on the back of Ivory's head. "Hello to you too."
Ivory	Jumping a speedster is totally dangerous! Especially if you actually go all out to try to hang from their neck or something, and then end up without a target to hang from. Luckily Ivory is graceful as a cat, managing to just about catch themselves as Rave bobs the back of their head. "Hey, that's unfair!" they complain as they spin around, offering the hug nevertheless. "Though good to see you."
Rave	Dangerous, but thankfully not disasterous! Rave -probably- wouldn't have pet the cat faceplant. The response to that complaint however? A rather elegant poking out of her tongue! Rave grins, the hug returned and a wink offered. "Nice to see you too, it has been -ages-! ....or at least it feels like it."
Ivory	"Ages in your time? ecause I kinda pin it to more like... month and a half? Well, that is ages in some way. How have you been?" Ivory asks, smiling as they line up with the speedster. "Asian, hmm? Fried noodles... oh god, I hadn't fried noodles like... febuary or march!"