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There’s no better place to catch the filtered sunlight than in Rolling Hills, and Julie’s invited Aramat to a well-hidden secret of the park. It’s a place few people ever discover, a place Julie had planned for while designing the plants for the gardens/park. Getting to it takes some work - crawling under a set of bushes, making a close brush with a thorned Pyracantha, battling through an undergrowth of Juniperus horizontalis - but it’s worth the mess. The way the sunlight filters from above and through the trees. The almost-silence of the place. The roses - uncommon, varied - branching at the outskirts. The feeling that you’ve made it to another world, almost, leaving the city’s absurd politics behind.
Julie doesn’t share this place with many people, but she finds Aramat Drawdes suitable. Interesting, even, and worthy of her time. The woman’s love of plants first drew Julie’s interest, and it doesn’t hurt that she’s wonderfully attractive. The one flaw in the woman, so far as Julie’s seen, is her boyfriend. That she has one at all, and that it should be this particular twit. Julie can’t see the use in such a creature, but it’s clear Aramat’s enamored with him, and sometimes there’s no accounting for taste.
In any case, Julie could use a break; lately, she’s hardly left the lab to sleep, let alone to simply be among her plants or clear her head. And she’s looking forward to spending time in the company of an intelligent woman who doesn’t seem wrapped up in Ryan’s more nauseating ideas.
Now Julie’s sitting in the middle of the glade, legs stretched out across a blanket. Beside her sits a basket of supplies: weed and wine, some halfway-decent food, some bandages and antiseptic in case the thorns proved rough on Aramat. She’d given the woman distinct directions, with instructions to text her if she found herself lost. Now all that remains is to wait, eyes half-closed, thinking through her latest projects while enjoying the distant sun.
Not many people can say in Rapture that they have befriended the scientist that enabled people to breathe in this underwater tank, not only for the proximity to power, it's because Julie Langford was... a slightly disagreeable sort. Not in a bad way, she just had the chip on her shoulder a lot of people that are freakishly good at what they like to do have. (Plus, if the stories about her boss are true and she's pretty sure they are, Julie often has a good reason for being grumpy.) Then again, Aramat thinks she's the only person Julie ever bothers to be nice to. (She reminds her of Isolde in a way... why she attracts such women, she isn't quite sure.)
But Aramat loves Arcadia, and she thought she knew every part of it. Until Julie told her of hidden spot she deliberately put inside. She has the feeling Julie wants to seduce her in a place hidden away from most eyes, and Aramat has no problem with it. Mickey knows about her openness in such things and Isolde is a little less jealous when she gets involved with other women. (For some reason, she doesn't see women as big of threats as men, she's still possessive of her.)
Julie has hidden this place exceedingly well. But she doesn't want to text her for any reason. (She wants to be clever for Julie.) She told her it was in between a few nasty bushes and she's brave enough.
...She didn't warn her it was that rough though. (She would have worn better, more bush squeezing clothes. Or lost some pounds.)
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honestly julie and isolde should just bond over their confusion/disgust re: mickey
Julie doesn’t share this place with many people, but she finds Aramat Drawdes suitable. Interesting, even, and worthy of her time. The woman’s love of plants first drew Julie’s interest, and it doesn’t hurt that she’s wonderfully attractive. The one flaw in the woman, so far as Julie’s seen, is her boyfriend. That she has one at all, and that it should be this particular twit. Julie can’t see the use in such a creature, but it’s clear Aramat’s enamored with him, and sometimes there’s no accounting for taste.
In any case, Julie could use a break; lately, she’s hardly left the lab to sleep, let alone to simply be among her plants or clear her head. And she’s looking forward to spending time in the company of an intelligent woman who doesn’t seem wrapped up in Ryan’s more nauseating ideas.
Now Julie’s sitting in the middle of the glade, legs stretched out across a blanket. Beside her sits a basket of supplies: weed and wine, some halfway-decent food, some bandages and antiseptic in case the thorns proved rough on Aramat. She’d given the woman distinct directions, with instructions to text her if she found herself lost. Now all that remains is to wait, eyes half-closed, thinking through her latest projects while enjoying the distant sun.
I mean honestly...
But Aramat loves Arcadia, and she thought she knew every part of it. Until Julie told her of hidden spot she deliberately put inside. She has the feeling Julie wants to seduce her in a place hidden away from most eyes, and Aramat has no problem with it. Mickey knows about her openness in such things and Isolde is a little less jealous when she gets involved with other women. (For some reason, she doesn't see women as big of threats as men, she's still possessive of her.)
Julie has hidden this place exceedingly well. But she doesn't want to text her for any reason. (She wants to be clever for Julie.) She told her it was in between a few nasty bushes and she's brave enough.
...She didn't warn her it was that rough though. (She would have worn better, more bush squeezing clothes. Or lost some pounds.)
So Aramat gracelessly falls near the blanket.