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Built on a freight rail, the High Line once was a railroad and has been reclaimed as green space in the middle of the city. A park situated high above Manhattan, what was once a rusty industrial wasteland is now a stretch of peaceful space to lounge and relax among grass and flowers and plant life. There are restaurants, ice cream sandwich stands, a beer garden, and the view all along the elevated parkland is unbeatable.
Built on a freight rail, the High Line once was a railroad and has been reclaimed as green space in the middle of the city. A park situated high above Manhattan, what was once a rusty industrial wasteland is now a stretch of peaceful space to lounge and relax among grass and flowers and plant life. There are restaurants, ice cream sandwich stands, a beer garden, and the view all along the elevated parkland is unbeatable.

Revision as of 00:17, 2 February 2014

Dig In
Dramatis Personae

Chloe, Maya, Sage

In Absentia


2014-02-01


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Location

<NYC> High Line - Chelsea


Built on a freight rail, the High Line once was a railroad and has been reclaimed as green space in the middle of the city. A park situated high above Manhattan, what was once a rusty industrial wasteland is now a stretch of peaceful space to lounge and relax among grass and flowers and plant life. There are restaurants, ice cream sandwich stands, a beer garden, and the view all along the elevated parkland is unbeatable.

With slightly warmer weather, Maya and Ratri are taking advantage of the /outdoors/, out here in the park enjoying the -- well, okay, still winter. But slightly-less-wintry winter. In a large swath of grass just off a path, Ratri is still on her leash -- nominally, given that Maya's not actually /holding/ it. Soft playful growly noises are coming from the fluffy tricoloured dog as she engages in a game of tug-of-war with a knotty old rope, one end clenched in the dog's teeth and the other held in Maya's mittened hands. The young woman is half laughing, half echoing her dog's growling, dressed in purple thigh-length coat and pink-and-green salwar kameez pants, boots, purple scarf, baby blue hat from under which her hair is flying away.

Perk? Peeeerk? Another large dog -- Rottweiler, tail slowly wagging -- is trotting down the path, lured by the play-growls, the promise of play/time/. At the and of /that/ leash, Chloe is dressed middling-warm for the milder weather, neatly fitted cream coat, beige pants, tan suede ankle boots, her loose dark curls pulled back into a half-ponytail beneath her black cap. Chloe and companion stop a short way away from Maya and Ratri, Chloe's lips curling up into a smile. "Dig your heels in, she looks like she's twice your size." There's warm amusement in her voice.

Sage has not brought a dog. Instead, she has brought a person! Dressed in a gray XS jacket, a black tanktop underneath..and green sweatpants with sandals, Sage is accompanied by a young hispanic woman around her age, both of them with coffee as they walk through the park. Araceli is dressed in a black jacket, a shirt underneath, and a pair of jeans with boots, as they are chatting whilst walking. As they spot the dogs, Araceli stops, watching the dogs, as Sage muses. "Canines. Do you have an interest in canines?". Araceli nods, as she watches, taking a sip of her coffee.

This makes Maya just laugh more. /And/ dig her heels in. "I /do/ still outweigh her," she insists. "Mostly because of all the sweets. They go right to here." She pats a hand at her own ample rear. "It helps balance me out in tug-of-war." She returns her mittened hand to the rope to tug. Tug! Tug tug! Ratri tugs back, her tail wagging more, dragging Maya forward a few steps. Ratri's grip finally slips; Maya takes a few stumbling steps back, falling onto her rump in the grass. Ratri shakes the rope in her mouth, carrying it over to bow low to the new dog, rope still in her teeth. "Also good for padding when that happens," Maya adds with a laugh. "Oh gods above." I suppose I dug in a little too hard. Or not hard enough? I can't tell."

Chloe's smile brightens, quick, warm, at this end to the battle. "Carrying your own cushion with you's helpful. Hey. M'Chloe. This is Saeta." The dog is returning Ratri's play-bow, a little less low than Ratri's, darting forward to start wrestling her aftwards. "Ohshi -- this is going to be a leash nightmare real soon." Not that she's doing anything to stop it, except for backing up a step to stop /herself/ from getting entangled. She half-turns, dark eyes flicking over Sage and Araceli. The corners of her smile twitch slightly. "Do you /have/ a dog?"

Sage watches Maya with a brief glance as she plays with Ratri, red tinted glasses obscuring her blue eyes. And then she speaks, rather calmly and blunt, almost no emotion to it. "No. Dogs require a lot of attention for little gain, and are difficult to train, most pets have issues like this that have led me with none.". At this, Araceli's frowning, before speaking. "Uh, I apologize for her. No, I don't have a dog anymore but my parents do, a Bermese mix named Chica.". Sage takes a sip of her coffee, before speaking..to her glasses? "ATHENA, check email.". And then she's back to the conversation, her eyes scrolling up and down her glasses. "Though both dogs are quite attractive, I must admit.".

"Some dogs are hard to train. Some are easy. If you know how." Maya shrugs, her smile undimmed as she dusts the seat of her pants off. She starts to reach for Ratri's leash when the dog lopes off after Saeta, but gives up shortly with a laugh. "Oh -- you're right that would be a leash-tangle /nightmare/. What are you apologizing for?" She looks genuinely confused. Though her smile widens at the compliment to her dog. "Ratri is lovely. And -- Saeta? Saeta, too. I'm Maya, hi! It's always nice to have these days on weekends, it's been terrible when it's freezing and snowy and she can't get out and stretch her legs."

"Dogs aren't difficult," Chloe answers, her lilting tone light and laughter-laced, "most people just don't have the discipline to handle them." She leans down to pluck Saeta's leash out of the mix, weave-stepping among the play-wrestling canines and clucking her tongue to get Saeta to move back to her side. "I'm sorry to cut and run, but we were really just out for a walk. I hope I run into you again, though. Maybe they can roughhouse longer. Have a lovely day, all of you." Her fingers curl in a quick wave, and she and Saeta are off.

Without answer, Sage is walking away, as Araceli tags after her, a quick parting. "Sorry! Nice meeting you!". And then they're off.