Gamora had forgone a band t-shirt. She was saving them mostly for when she was shift at B-Sides. It seemed to fit the part of working at a record store. She was wearing her usual black leather pants that she'd arrived in, but it was a white tank top that she wore - her sweater and jacket stashed safely while she skated around.
Loki wasn't the only one that tended to favour dark colours but a lot of that had to do with her skin. And habit.
She recognised him as soon as he was close enough, any surprise she felt at seeing him in such a place wasn't reflected on her features. She was always careful to give very little away until she was comfortable with someone. It wasn't until she came to a stop in front of him that the corner of her mouth kicked up in a smile.
"Loki of Asgard, what brings you and your silver tongue into a place like this?" Gamora placed her hands against the top of the barricade and leaned on it while she glanced behind her at the other skaters. "Thank you, but I definitely learned it here. I would think skating on a ship was dangerous."
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Loki wasn't the only one that tended to favour dark colours but a lot of that had to do with her skin. And habit.
She recognised him as soon as he was close enough, any surprise she felt at seeing him in such a place wasn't reflected on her features. She was always careful to give very little away until she was comfortable with someone. It wasn't until she came to a stop in front of him that the corner of her mouth kicked up in a smile.
"Loki of Asgard, what brings you and your silver tongue into a place like this?" Gamora placed her hands against the top of the barricade and leaned on it while she glanced behind her at the other skaters. "Thank you, but I definitely learned it here. I would think skating on a ship was dangerous."