06-11-2017, 12:35 PM
This time, the duo arrived separately. Margot had appeared first, just inside of an hour's time after her phone had buzzed an alert of message received. Apparently, she had not been particularly busy today. She came strolling up the sidewalk with a moderate buffer to separate her from the foot traffic sharing the street, believably due to coincidence or the uncomfortable impression she gave that you'd likely find gore under her fingernails (though they were painted yellow and perfectly clean).
Big mud-colored eyes picked Arturo from the scenery soon once she was within a block's distance, and she allowed for a moment of brief disappointment that it appeared they would be waiting outside in the sun for Will to join them. The air conditioner and a seat that wasn't a bus bench would be nice, but so it was.
When she reached the bench first she met eyes with the old man, gave a forced smile of greeting and a small wave of the hand as well, then sat on the opposite end of the bench from him-- or, if he were planted in the middle, she'd remain standing behind the bench and to the side to hawkishly and impatiently watch for William to arrive and save her from extended one-on-one chats. She had never quite shaken the unease she felt around him. She either stood or sat, dressed in a white tee shirt, a pair of denim overall shorts, and sandals with white straps that were beginning to fade brown from the color rubbing away over the years. Dark brown hair was pulled into a pony at the back of her head, and pale skin smelled strongly of the sunscreen she'd thoroughly slathered in.
When Will did arrive, be that sooner or later, Margot flashed him a smile and wave that were similar to what she'd offered Arturo Nihm, but far more genuine. It had been a little while since they'd last seen each other-- they weren't out of touch, per say, but Margot had been deep in her books as of late.
Short-lived was the reunion, and the old man with the world cupped thoughtlessly in his palm posed a statement that turned out to be a pop quiz. Margot's dark brows hopped upward on her forehead, and she glanced briefly to Will (a silent communication there, I'll go first?), before looking back to Nihm.
"Is it Order...? As in, that what puts the universe in place as it is and gives it rules to operate under?"
Big mud-colored eyes picked Arturo from the scenery soon once she was within a block's distance, and she allowed for a moment of brief disappointment that it appeared they would be waiting outside in the sun for Will to join them. The air conditioner and a seat that wasn't a bus bench would be nice, but so it was.
When she reached the bench first she met eyes with the old man, gave a forced smile of greeting and a small wave of the hand as well, then sat on the opposite end of the bench from him-- or, if he were planted in the middle, she'd remain standing behind the bench and to the side to hawkishly and impatiently watch for William to arrive and save her from extended one-on-one chats. She had never quite shaken the unease she felt around him. She either stood or sat, dressed in a white tee shirt, a pair of denim overall shorts, and sandals with white straps that were beginning to fade brown from the color rubbing away over the years. Dark brown hair was pulled into a pony at the back of her head, and pale skin smelled strongly of the sunscreen she'd thoroughly slathered in.
When Will did arrive, be that sooner or later, Margot flashed him a smile and wave that were similar to what she'd offered Arturo Nihm, but far more genuine. It had been a little while since they'd last seen each other-- they weren't out of touch, per say, but Margot had been deep in her books as of late.
Short-lived was the reunion, and the old man with the world cupped thoughtlessly in his palm posed a statement that turned out to be a pop quiz. Margot's dark brows hopped upward on her forehead, and she glanced briefly to Will (a silent communication there, I'll go first?), before looking back to Nihm.
"Is it Order...? As in, that what puts the universe in place as it is and gives it rules to operate under?"