<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Sunday, January 5th - 12:00 PM</strong></span><br/><em>Greenhouse - Under Construction</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/d2/59/16/d259162ef6716be1e3900dc44e636828.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>WHO:</strong> Marley Ann (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15283294#msg15283294)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Striped bathing suit (as pictured)<br/><strong>DOING:</strong> Sun bathing<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong> --<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Tia | CLOSED</span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Marley wondered if Tia was overheating in her denim jeans. She rarely wore jeans now that were in the middle of the fucking desert. She smiled as the busty woman folded her hands behind her head. “I believe,” she knew Tia had an agricultural background, and her powers were certainly skilled in those areas too. “Although I doubt you’ve ever had to do so in a place like this,” Marley closed her blue eyes again and gave a heavy sigh, leaning back fully in her lawn chair.<br/><br/>She was quiet while Tia thought, but eventually started to laugh warmly at her question. “It’s not so bad,” she eventually appended with a sly smile, “when it’s quiet. When it’s loud it’s basically a very lame, lame party.” Marley smiled again, then breathed deeply and shifted her legs, stretching them out in front of her.  The heat from the desert sun felt nice but also <em>strange</em>. Like it was alluring, but she didn’t know why. The youthful woman gave a small shrug. “Besides, it would appear that I have more time than everyone else.” Her powers made sure of that; perhaps the one good thing about immortality. Though, this certainly wasn’t what Marley expected her twenties to look like. None of them did. Not with the events of the Eclipse.<br/><br/>“You don’t want to just relax though, do you?” Marley opened her eyes again and turned back to the woman lying next to her. Unlike Marley, Tia <em>had</em> been hard at work this morning, visually evident by the two piles of wood and rubble before them. Maybe she actually wanted a moment of silent relaxation. Marley hadn’t known Tia for very long, but she seemed fairly easy going, which was an asset, in a school for troubled, young gifteds. “I was hoping to work on my tan and my knowledge of impending threats, if you don’t mind a chat.” As much as Marley wanted to lie around in a bathing suit, instead of doing any work whatsoever, she had her reasons for coming outside. <em>Besides, without a pool and a few margaritas, what else were her and Tia supposed to do but talk?</em> Marley didn’t wait for an answer before she started speaking. No one else was outside, so keeping secrets was far less concerning. “I’ve been looking further into the IOS, but it is proving difficult to research the people who pay your bills. If you could tell me anything more about the people who tried to kidnap you, that would be extremely helpful.” <br/><br/>Marley blinked at the older woman, realizing she may have misspoke. “If it’s not too traumatic, for you, I mean. If it is we can just talk about…” Marley’s voice trailed off and she puffed out her cheeks. She really did <em>not</em> have a back-up plan for this conversation. She had intended to come outside to wait for Tia to talk about the possible sinister intentions of the agency that provided all of the Cathedral’s financial support. Even now, that was still a nerve-wracking thought. The only other topic that interested her was the war, but she knew that <em>would</em> be too traumatic for the woman next to her to discuss at length. “Non-dairy substitutes for sour cream?” It was a weak alternative, but Marley tried. She missed sour cream a lot, and having something that tasted similar <em>would</em> make her exceedingly happier.<br/></span>