Ꭰavina— [RP]

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She's b o r e d.

She COULD do something about the noise complaints, but she rather likes living here. "My night job is pretty good. Just means my social circle is a little different, but that's just fine with me. As for my landlord? One more strike, and I'm out of the game."

A shrug fell from the woman, her feet pressing her to sit on the back of the bench instead of the seat, elbows falling on her knees as she leans forward. “Job’s got me working nights, so rather than get another noise complaint, I came here to dance on my night off.”

“I’ve heard weirder. Could’ve tried to say you were a vampire looking for a helpless victim.” Clearly another joke, as her chuckle showed, but this time, it had actually happened before.

“It’s an old name.” For an old soul. Literally. “So, Spectre, what brings you out this way so late?”

“Ah, a man of mystery~.” A small chuckle left her. Oh, if only he knew HER mystery. “That’s fine with me, I won’t break your spirit by pressing.”

“Spectre?? Well shit, with a name like that maybe I should’ve told you one of my others.” Leaning back on the bench, she began to lightly bounce her foot. “It’s pretty uncommon I find a name I haven’t heard before.”

“Not the worst nickname I’ve had over the years.” Grin still on her face, she held her hand out. “Davina. Pleasure.”

“Oh yeah?” A brow lifts, one leg crossing over the other. “When’s the last time you did something crazy because you wanted to and not because someone dared you to?”

Tapping four times in rhythm, as is her way of letting @FormerlyHunter know it’s her walking in the door, Davina slipped inside, setting the (dead) boombox by the door. “Mar?? You home?”

The energy comes naturally to her. Now whether it's due to her nature or caffeine, even she isn't sure. Finishing up the song, she shuts the radio off and carries it over to him, plopping down on the bench. "You need to loosen up, stranger."

"Lame." Winking at him, Davina practically bounced back to her radio, continuing to dance.

And with that, her smile turns into a HUGE grin, the brunette bouncing his way -- almost literally. "That's what makes it more fun, though! C'mon!"

She's not gonna stop him. Catch her shooting him a smile. "You're welcome to join me if you want!!"

Of course it is! It's always good dancing when someone is just having fun. Not NEARLY as good as when she's getting paid, but it's a completely different style of dance, too.

Right?? At least SOMEONE has good taste.

She’s currently blasting ‘Love Bites’ by Halestorm and dancing around in a park. What? It’s empty and she can’t get another noise complaint in her apartment.

She’s bored, and if shit doesn’t start picking up, she’ll MAKE it pick up.

There's more than one way to 'fight'. Words work better than fists most times. Is he that blind???