learnfromthem: ([ks] pissed off)
Kate Bishop ([personal profile] learnfromthem) wrote2013-03-30 05:44 pm

[for Grace]

Okay, so this looks bad.

I washed to shore in nothing but a ripped Emanuel Ungaro and a pair of tiny little-man shoes, so even though I have my bow and my arrows, actually shooting has been a real pain. Literally. My left forearm is black and blue from my latest attempt at target practice, the arm guard I built shredded to pieces by the time I was down. I've been digging around in this stupid clothes box for an hour, hoping to find something to work with, but so far all I've found are a couple of cute dresses, a new bikini, and a few pairs of oversized kevlar motorcycle pants that fall into my usual purple color scheme but won't exactly fit without some serious sewing skills and repurposing.

Sitting back on my heels, I sigh and look down at my haul.

"God, you'd think it'd be easier to find a purple catsuit."
madeofstories: (Smiles)

[personal profile] madeofstories 2013-04-24 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Grace," she says, and extends her own hand for Kate to shake. Even after all this time away from her father, it's still a habit for her to omit her last name from introductions. It's a difficult one to break, considering how strict he was about making sure that no one knew that they had any connection to one another at school.

"And I sew, actually," Grace adds, "Well, a little. I did a bit back home, and I've taken some classes here."