Since his arrival, Steve's been meaning to do some exploring of his own. The party the previous night was...well, kind of hard to get away from, but today was a new day, and the perfect time for a little recon.
...and, given the gorgeous vistas visible outside his town house window, maybe a little sketching.
With a moleskine notebook foraged from a drawer and an adequate pencil, Steve exits his own townhouse in dark slacks and a buttondown shirt--not all that different from the fashions he favored back home, save for the simpler, vivid solid colors that were eerily complimentary to his bright blue eyes.
Pausing outside his door, he surveyed the terrain...and caught sight of the lithe young woman outside the townhouse next to his.
Not doing much of anything, from the look of it.
Hoping to be friendly, he smiles and raises a hand in greeting as he calls out.
Re: Abigail Whistler | Blade: Trinity | 3
...and, given the gorgeous vistas visible outside his town house window, maybe a little sketching.
With a moleskine notebook foraged from a drawer and an adequate pencil, Steve exits his own townhouse in dark slacks and a buttondown shirt--not all that different from the fashions he favored back home, save for the simpler, vivid solid colors that were eerily complimentary to his bright blue eyes.
Pausing outside his door, he surveyed the terrain...and caught sight of the lithe young woman outside the townhouse next to his.
Not doing much of anything, from the look of it.
Hoping to be friendly, he smiles and raises a hand in greeting as he calls out.
"Howdy, neighbor!"