Supernatural (o/o, closed.)

Diana laughed, watching her. "I give that one a 7.5!"

(I also don't know plot of the series, either…. )
"Damn, I could've done better! Oh well," She went back to cartwheeling, ending with jazz hands.

((Basically, in the og, thirty girls are chosen to go to the palace, to compete for the hand of the prince. I also have a link to the caste system shit, if you need that
"Hmmmmm, 8.6!"

(Oh, okay.)
Yay! Glad that one was better!"

"Think you could pull off a ten?" Diana asked jokingly as she caught up.

"Hells yeah!" Arwen took this as a challenge. She ran into a cartwheel and did a fast recovery. To finish it, she did a backflip. "Too show-offy?"

"The pizzazz is what it needed!" Diana grinned, giving a thumbs up. "Ten!"

She whooped and did a victory lap around a tree. "Whoo hoo! You have any tricks?"

"I dabbled in break dancing, so maybe?" Bas hopped off her shoulders, following Arwen happily.

"Care to share your moves?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.

Diana shrugged, and stretched before dropping into a Zulu spin, quickly followed by a kick out, and used the momentum to stand back up. Been a while since I've tried that.

"Holy shit. 10.7! Damn…." Arwen was beyond speechless.

"I mean, they're fairly basic moves." She blushed lightly rubbing the back of her neck.

"I couldn't do that. Jeez…. That was amazing!" She was in awe. I wish I could do that….Damn

"You seem to be in pretty good shape, I could teach you a few things?" Diana offered, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes please, that would be awesome!" She looked at her watch. "After we get the paint though. Right…. I actually forgot we were out here for a reason."

She snorted. "After the paint. Let's get going before it starts pouring again though."

"The clouds look like they're gonna start again soon…. Should we run?" She asked, ready to sprint.

"I'd say race, but I have no clue where we're going. Bas, keep up!"

"Follow me," Arwen took off. The wind felt amazing in her hair. Every so often, she looked over she shoulder to see if Diana and Bas were still there.

Diana kept up easily, laughing as she ran. Every time she ran it was for her life, so this was fun.

After a few minutes of running, they were there. "You kept up nicely." She clapped.

"Practice." Was her only response as she caught her breath, Bas appeared a moment later, looking peeved.

"Sorry, Bas," Arwen apologised to him, seeing the look he was giving. The entrance was right there. "Shall we?" She asked, gesturing at the door.

"Sure. Are they gonna kick him out though?" She asked, jerking her thumb in Bas's direction.

"Nah. People here are usually pretty chill. I've roller skated in there," She explained. "I don't think they'd care if he came in"

She nodded, and Bas followed them in.

She wandered over to the pain section, muttering. "Purple paint….purple paint…."

Diana trailed behind her, looking around at everything.

"I found purple paint!" Arwen exclaimed with an animated look on her face."Come choose the shade!"