#rutgers

Masey is jamming to some crazy tunes

Her long hair is swaying and swishing to the beat... and from outside her window the beat can be heard

Anyone peeking at her window might make out her silhuoutte, gal ain't shy

A jogger outside might just stop for an appreciatiative look. Or an innocent water break.

Well, a good looking woman she is. And the door mat DOES say 'Welcome'

Sam wipes the sweat from her forehead, contemplating.

She could use a drink. Right? Masey wouldn't want her to go dehydrated

There wil be all the other Deltas there, of course.

Very possible, but they weren't bitches

They were not.

As she hovers out there... the music changes.. and Masey turns around...

Peeks out the window, and waves to Sam!

An awkward wave back and a lopsided half-grin.

She taps and mouths 'wanna come in? or want me to come out?'

She blushes. "I... I should probably go?" Her hands roll and she points in the direction of her apartment.

A scoff wave, and the satyr vanishes from the window... only to come around the corner on ground level and head towards her. Satyrs move quick

"...Hey." Kick-scuff.

"Hey, brought you a bottle of cold water" SHe offers one ,"It's not COLD but it is cool. Figured you might want it, action girl" A grin "I know how hard you work that body for Track"

"Thanks." She takes the bottle and puts it against the back of her neck. "Heh. Least they don't expect me to be fast, but yeah, still gotta run."

"S'okay though. Running can be nice."

"I hear that. I prefer to dance, but there's a euphoria to movement of any sort" A smile,a knowing one.

"You want to come inside? We've got a small party sort of" She offers

"Oh... party? You should get back to it."

"Hey, I party ALL the time, I don't get to see you so often of late." She assures "They'll be fine. Look, can I... no, make that, MAY I be pushy?"

"Well, spring is always busier with the team. Travel weekends and meets and extra practices..."

"Ah, so... does that mean you're busy tomorrow night?" She inquires

"Tuesday? Yeah."

"Darn it. I had to cancel a date, and thought I'd just take you out to dinner instead" She explains

"But I get it, track practice." Masey understands, "But sometime this week maybe, yeah?"

She twists off the cap from the water and slowly nods. "Okay, I guess."

"Sure. Text me with when you have open. Summer's almost here and I want to stay in touch"

Masey gleams with a smile

Her cheeks flush purple and she nods again. "Uh-huh."

"Great" She gives her friend a hug "I won't keep you then" And lets go

"Have a good party?"

"Thanks. Just going with the flow. Hope you find that runner's high!" And she waves and heads back

"Thanks, Maze."

And just like that, Dagmar has interacted with Masey... and will be picking a night for dinner for them both.

And she's leaving the interaction sweaty and slightly flustered. So, par for the course.

One might envy that sidhe don't sweat, they simply glow.

Dagmar has rarely envied the sidhe.

Well, Masey aka Maze didn't mind her being sweaty and that... that helps

The satyress is always easy-going. That helps.

True. Masey 's emotional outbursts tend to be bouts of fun

And, back to running for our powerful Yeeter!

Oh dear, Sylvi is going to have OPINIONS about this. She's a good friend, but opinions? She haz them.

Masey doesn't need to be dragged into psychotherapy drama.

Maybe some relationships can just be fun.

Indeed, maybe they can!

(End scene)