Hopeless-Savage-Parker Apartment, New York, Saturday

[swerval_zero]

It was a lazy day in New York, and Zero was debating what to do with herself now that she'd finished all of her summer classes. She kind of wanted ice cream, but that would require working up the energy to actually leave the apartment, and right now lazing on the couch and messing around with, variously, her cell phone and her guitar seemed to be about her speed for the day.

Her life was so fascinating, really.

((Open to phone calls, texts, e-mails, and that dude that lives in the apartment.))

Comments

[swerval_zero]

"No," Zero said. "There was a thing? I totally missed it. What happened?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Welll..." On the one hand, yay for missing it? She hoped. "Uh. People came back from the dead. Relatives, and so on."

[swerval_zero]

"Oh," Zero said. "Awkward." She was fortunate enough to be free of a tragic past, but she knew that many of her classmates were not so lucky.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"For many people, yeah. I-- got to see Mom." She took another sip of her drink. "And it was actually... really nice. I brought her up to speed on the last eleven years."

[swerval_zero]

"Oh. Well, um..." Zero, she of many words, many of which were not real enough, really didn't know what to say here. "Um, good?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Good," Parker confirmed, slightly amused. "And I'm glad you didn't have a reason to be there... so how are things in your new, alternate universe? Any new disasters?"

[swerval_zero]

"Don't say these things, you'll jinx it," Zero said. "Mostly we've had a lot of heat. And, you know, ongoing disaster cleanup and the usual superheroics. And supervillainics." Zero didn't care if that wasn't a word. "Did I mention the heat? Because: the heat."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Don't you guys have air-conditioning?" asked she who had an air-conditioned catamaran headed for the equator.

[swerval_zero]

"We do," Zero said. "But sometimes we have to go outside."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Why would you do that?" Parker wondered, amazed. And grinned into the phone. "How's the boyfriend-thing?"

[swerval_zero]

"Because classes don't take themselves," Zero sighed. "I think he's tryin' to fix his costume right now, or sumfin."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"More villainating, you said." Look, if Zero could make up words entirely, Parker could just mangle them a bit. "How are the plans for establishing yourself as a filmmaker there going now?"

[swerval_zero]

"...we're not talking about that right now," Zero decreed. "Things have been...slow."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker winced, and said, "Music? Or is it all hot New York and classes, all the time right now?"

[swerval_zero]

Zero had a sneaking suspicion it was the 'not already quasi-famous' factor, but she wasn't sharing that. "I dunno. I blame the heat."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Enh. Could happen," Parker said, philosophically. "You up for shopping and getting kicked out of somewhere in the next month?"

[swerval_zero]

"Yeah, sure," Zero agreed. "Where d'you wanna go?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hmmm. Somewhere decadent. Ridiculous. I have a new gold card to break in... Not Las Vegas. Too much heat. Not the Bahamas." They never had the shoes she liked. "...Rodeo Drive? God knows they're picky enough to try to throw us out."

[swerval_zero]

"Certainly me, at least," Zero said, sounding proud of this fact. "Rodeo Drive it is!"