[ It takes a few days; she wasn't kidding about being busy. But eventually Kate does swing by the clinic, jogging up to the door one evening, late in the day as requested. She's not jogging because she's in a rush but because that's apparently how she's shoehorned this little jaunt all the way down to the lowest levels of the city into her schedule: by making it part of her daily run.
So it's boots clomping and just a little bit sweaty around the edges that Kate arrives, hair in a tight ponytail she tugs tighter as she slows to a walk and looks around. In a tank top bare arms are full of ports, and there are the dark circles of a tattoo on the inside of her right wrist. ]
Hi, [ she says to the first person she sees, smile friendly, breathing already slowed back to normal, ] I'm looking for Lily? I'm Kate, she said to drop by sometime so we could talk.
for lily
So it's boots clomping and just a little bit sweaty around the edges that Kate arrives, hair in a tight ponytail she tugs tighter as she slows to a walk and looks around. In a tank top bare arms are full of ports, and there are the dark circles of a tattoo on the inside of her right wrist. ]
Hi, [ she says to the first person she sees, smile friendly, breathing already slowed back to normal, ] I'm looking for Lily? I'm Kate, she said to drop by sometime so we could talk.