'a casual stroll' :tag:alexander:

[Kylie Xian]

The feel of sunlight felt good against her skin, warming her, the air of early morning crisp and refreshing from the confines of her brother’s apartment. Xaver was a good man and a good sibling, just a little over protective at times. After her unceremonious arrival to St. Luthor, well.. He had all but smothered her with hot chocolate and company while she rested up her wounded wings and mentality. It was nice, anyway, to finally get outside and explore a little. No couch, no bullet holes.

Kylie shivered, tucking her hands deeper into the pockets of her jeans. She was dressed quite simply - faded jeans, a loose, glittery black tank, and a small unbuttoned navy sweater that brought out the dark blues of her eyes. Her raven hair was tied back into a loose braid and no makeup adorned her slender features, freshly washed and smelling of the vanilla soap Xav kept in his guest bathroom. The chill of the morning felt good against her face and chilled her nose, the tickle behind her shoulder blades growing to a familiar ache. Glancing upward into the cloudless sky, she smiled slightly. She hadn’t flown since her voyage from Lenity, so it would be good to finally stretch and get the hell off the dirt.

Smiling at a Were that jogged by her on the dirt trail, she ducked off the path and into the foliage, heading toward the pond nestled somewhere beyond the clutter of trees. She was almost to it when she heard a rustling that didn’t come from her own shuffling or any animal in the vicinity. Heart pounding in her chest she squared her shoulders and clenched her fists, big eyes wide and anticipating the worst. She hadn’t had the best of luck with strangers as of late…

[Alexander Anderson]

Alex brushed a hand over his yesterday's 5 o'clock shadow. He'd never thought not having a job would be quite this stressful, then again he'd never found it quite so hard to get one before. And the 1 am greeting of a burst pipe, a damp dog, and an unreasonable landlord? So not a helpful addition to his life, so he'd gone walking, to recover from the loss of his deposit. He hummed to himself, Beau, happily wandering next to him, he supposed he'd never actually walked next to him in this park before. He ran a hand over the light tan back, the bullmastiff's shoulder easily reaching stroking distance, even for a tall guy. It was one of the things he'd appreciated about the dog before taking him home.

He turned his back to a bush and stopped, reaching into his jeans pocket for his cigarettes. Lighting one and taking a deep drag and appreciating the crisp morning air. Before turning and pushing through the under growth, in many of his flying trips over the park he knew he'd seen a pond round here somewhere. He could feel the branches pulling at the rips in the back of his hoodie, glad he'd zipped it up over his chest for the trip through the undergrowth. Noting that Beau was happy to use him as a human shield and push through his legs he stumbled a little. He pulled the zip back down a little on the other side before looking up.

He smiled to the startled looking girl, looking slightly wide eyed as he turned and grabbed the leather collar around Beau's neck, not everyone appreciated his large statue, or his cautious but protective nature. He gave a sharp whistle with his tongue, and the big dog obediently sat. She looked seriously frightened, so he gave her what he hoped was a relaxed, friendly smile. "Hey, sorry to startle you?"