Climbing to the highest of heights

Ace looked up from airing her tattoos to give him a thumbs up in agreement when he mentioned the fact that he'd probably be impaled for using such nicknames. The encouraging hand moved to cup her chin, a pale finger resting against her nose as she tapped it lightly. Now this was unexpected, and as much as she'd hate to admit it, she honestly had no idea.

"[color=2e8b57]Alright Sparky, I'm stumped, where does it come from?[/color]" her patience led her to speak after nearly five minutes of consideration. Her hand moved from her face to her shoulder, pointer finger still tapping.

Tapping pointer finger snapped against her thumb as the name was explained.
"[color=2e8b57]Clever, I must admit I'm impressed,[/color]" her smile was small, it was the look she got when having private amusement over her own thoughts, which were similar to his. Already she'd found someone other than her sister who could actually match her odd wit, it was rather refreshing. Before she could lose herself in thoughts, Ace thought over the consequences of her inability to guess the origins of his nickname and shrugged.

"[color=2e8b57]Surprise me Sparky,[/color]" before closing her eyes she hopped into the circle of her hoodie basket handle, ensuring that it would be hooked on her foot so that it wouldn't be left behind. Ace stood, arms by her side, toes of her bandaged foot resting against the cold tile, the other flat on the floor, toes covered by dark green material. Her eyes were closed, head tilted back as if she were still looking at him.

Ace very maturely made a face at him, sticking her tongue out in the process, when he commented on her not struggling. However her scrunched up features faded to a grin after which she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, linked fingers resting lightly against his neck since she couldn't reach to the edge of his other shoulder.

"[color=2e8b57]Drag my sister to clubs, read, get tattoos, train, accept dares, actually this will turn out to be a rather long list since nearly everything I do is for fun, except for shooting ribs through windows. I'll follow polite conversation rules, and return the question Sparky,[/color]" she'd shrugged after her explanation her face thoughtful, though after a brief pause Ace grinned and returned the question.

"[color=2e8b57]Reading I can appreciate, but only that and work? I'll have to drag you along with Loo and I sometime,[/color]" it was a statement, not a request, in her mind he didn't really have a say in the matter.

"[color=2e8b57]Oh young innocent Sparky, I had acquaintances who tattooed, saved me the trouble of paperwork. Besides, my parents know about them, in fact they'd probably insist on getting one too if I ever told them when I went,[/color]" Ace mulled over that thought for a moment before coming back to attention to answer his first question.

"[color=2e8b57]I have four. Would you ever want to get one?[/color]" her head tilted to the side slightly as she asked one of her favorite questions. The reason she liked it, it usually lead into an interesting conversation.