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sweethymns2016-05-22 06:35 pm
formidable) wrote in sweethymns2016-05-22 06:35 pm
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Pictures in the Dark
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[Oren silently glides in, looking for a stove to set the chicken soup on. Iona sets her tote aside and then moves her palm up to feel Michael's temperature.]
Nothing wrong with bringing in an arsenal to fight a cold. Wow, you're flushed! Have you been drinking enough water? Got enough blankets?
[iona, you're a bit much...]
Nothing wrong with bringing in an arsenal to fight a cold. Wow, you're flushed! Have you been drinking enough water? Got enough blankets?
[iona, you're a bit much...]
Remember most customers.
[He's got a good memory.]
He's recent enough.
[He also remembers Jake and his warning about what Morgan would do if his interest was piqued any further. There is a layer of hidden uncertainty about this new customer who is most likely acquainted with them both; should he mention Jake and what he had told them?
... Safe to say, probably not now. Not until Oren sees if there's a purpose to this woman's visit or not.]
The drink?
[He's asking how it tastes.]
[He's got a good memory.]
He's recent enough.
[He also remembers Jake and his warning about what Morgan would do if his interest was piqued any further. There is a layer of hidden uncertainty about this new customer who is most likely acquainted with them both; should he mention Jake and what he had told them?
... Safe to say, probably not now. Not until Oren sees if there's a purpose to this woman's visit or not.]
The drink?
[He's asking how it tastes.]
[He lets Oren do his thing; he'll find the stove pretty easily, as the kitchen area isn't that hard to locate.
...He also just lets Iona do her thing, letting her put a palm on him even as he moves to close the door behind them both.
He has to admit he kind of like the way she fusses about him, even though it's unnecessary. (Maybe.)]
I've been drinking water, and I mean, I guess I have enough blankets on my bed? [That counts right?] I'm fine, really, I don't want you to worry too much. It's kind of like you said, I just need the rest, right?
...He also just lets Iona do her thing, letting her put a palm on him even as he moves to close the door behind them both.
He has to admit he kind of like the way she fusses about him, even though it's unnecessary. (Maybe.)]
I've been drinking water, and I mean, I guess I have enough blankets on my bed? [That counts right?] I'm fine, really, I don't want you to worry too much. It's kind of like you said, I just need the rest, right?
[She's familiar with them, all right. She has no problem with Morgan, other than the fact that the soul collecting thing can be a little creepy, and her powers don't work on him at all. But he's provided her a place to live and a way to make a living, where she can follow her own set of rules. She's grateful for that much.
Jake on the other hand, now he's a stick in the mud. He acts all tough, but it's obvious he isn't comfortable with their way of living. That wasn't her problem; he either needed to commit or get out. (It's more complicated than that, she's sure, but she's not one to pry into family business, nor does she particularly care.)
But whether or not she wants to know if Oren has met any of the others remains a mystery. She doesn't ask.]
Pretty good. [She points the fork in Oren's direction, making little circles in the air with it.] You're a good barista too. Been running this cafe for very long?
Jake on the other hand, now he's a stick in the mud. He acts all tough, but it's obvious he isn't comfortable with their way of living. That wasn't her problem; he either needed to commit or get out. (It's more complicated than that, she's sure, but she's not one to pry into family business, nor does she particularly care.)
But whether or not she wants to know if Oren has met any of the others remains a mystery. She doesn't ask.]
Pretty good. [She points the fork in Oren's direction, making little circles in the air with it.] You're a good barista too. Been running this cafe for very long?
Three years. Just about.
[The Midnight Grind, to many people's surprise hasn't been around for very long. The space itself, however is probably as old as time itself and Oren and Berna had just happened upon it before the latter passed it on to Iona who decided to fashion it for her own whims.]
Owner's idea.
[The Midnight Grind, to many people's surprise hasn't been around for very long. The space itself, however is probably as old as time itself and Oren and Berna had just happened upon it before the latter passed it on to Iona who decided to fashion it for her own whims.]
Owner's idea.
Really? I expected longer.
[It has the feel of a place that has more of a history to it than just three years. She can't quite pinpoint why.]
It's a pretty good idea. Not a lot of places for people who are... weird to just sit and relax. At least not in my experience. I'm lucky to have ended up where I did.
[That apathy surges up again and she just shrugs at her own comment. She takes a sip of her drink again, savoring the taste.]
[It has the feel of a place that has more of a history to it than just three years. She can't quite pinpoint why.]
It's a pretty good idea. Not a lot of places for people who are... weird to just sit and relax. At least not in my experience. I'm lucky to have ended up where I did.
[That apathy surges up again and she just shrugs at her own comment. She takes a sip of her drink again, savoring the taste.]
[It's good to have a confirmation every now and then about how the purpose of the Grind works. A place to relax among those who are just as abnormal as you. Oren gives a nod at Lyra.]
Come when you're able. We don't ask questions.
[Not unless you're trouble, but that goes unsaid.]
Come when you're able. We don't ask questions.
[Not unless you're trouble, but that goes unsaid.]
[But Michael feels kind of like a bad host, living them alone while he trounces off to bed. He crosses to his sofa and moves aside some of the shirts strewn on one cushion.]
Um, make yourself comfortable? [He has to admit, this is not how he envisioned her first visiting his apartment.] If either of you guys wanna watch TV or listen to music or read-
[Uh oh. Incoming sneeze interrupting his sentence.]
Um, make yourself comfortable? [He has to admit, this is not how he envisioned her first visiting his apartment.] If either of you guys wanna watch TV or listen to music or read-
[Uh oh. Incoming sneeze interrupting his sentence.]
[She can be trouble of the acceptable kind -- not the same kind of "trouble" as Morgan, so it's something. She just kind of does whatever she wants.]
Well, that's good. [She does grin this time, but it's not the innocent one she wore when she came in, but rather a bit wry.] I don't like a lot of questions.
Any other of my friends [she uses that word liberally] find their way in here, other than the younger Mr. Kyle? I was starting to think he was just making things up; I hadn't seen a trace of the magical door he was talking about.
Well, that's good. [She does grin this time, but it's not the innocent one she wore when she came in, but rather a bit wry.] I don't like a lot of questions.
Any other of my friends [she uses that word liberally] find their way in here, other than the younger Mr. Kyle? I was starting to think he was just making things up; I hadn't seen a trace of the magical door he was talking about.
[And Iona grabs a tea towel from her bag and hands it to Michael]
Here you go!
[She glances around the apartment in the meanwhile humming.]
Hm. You really do keep yourself busy huh? Can't be the most organized.
[It's just an observation on her part and in no way a knock on Michael. She follows up with...]
If I was just by myself, I'd definitely let clutter pile up. Oren lectures me all the time for leaving laundry around.
[Oren is ever suffering]
Here you go!
[She glances around the apartment in the meanwhile humming.]
Hm. You really do keep yourself busy huh? Can't be the most organized.
[It's just an observation on her part and in no way a knock on Michael. She follows up with...]
If I was just by myself, I'd definitely let clutter pile up. Oren lectures me all the time for leaving laundry around.
[Oren is ever suffering]
[He takes the tea towel with gratitude, and makes sure he isn't sniffling too badly before he responds.]
I don't... think it's that bad. [Single guy mindset. It's just a little bit of a clutter, and at least this way he remembers where things are.] Maybe I should have cleaned up a little before you guys came over, though.
[It didn't even cross his mind. Oops.]
I don't... think it's that bad. [Single guy mindset. It's just a little bit of a clutter, and at least this way he remembers where things are.] Maybe I should have cleaned up a little before you guys came over, though.
[It didn't even cross his mind. Oops.]
[That's good news about returning -- she had wondered about that, but regardless, she wasn't too worried. She has her ways of getting back home, even if she was on the other side of the world.
Still, the fact that she'll end up where she entered the cafe is nice to know.
Not as interesting as the other thing Oren said, though.]
What? Jake? That's the last guy I would have expected. He's not big on socializing, cute little cafes, and cheesecakes.
Still, the fact that she'll end up where she entered the cafe is nice to know.
Not as interesting as the other thing Oren said, though.]
What? Jake? That's the last guy I would have expected. He's not big on socializing, cute little cafes, and cheesecakes.
[Ah, but not so single anymore... Iona snaps her fingers and smiles at her own idea.]
Today you're sick and I want to treat you! If you're okay with it, Oren can tidy things up while you rest! He doesn't mind. If anything, he's bothered if he allows a mess to go uncleaned.
[It's true, Oren really loves cleaning...]
Today you're sick and I want to treat you! If you're okay with it, Oren can tidy things up while you rest! He doesn't mind. If anything, he's bothered if he allows a mess to go uncleaned.
[It's true, Oren really loves cleaning...]
[That's a little embarrassing, letting Oren clean up his mess for him. But Michael really doesn't have the energy to take care of it himself, and he'd hate for the golem just to feel bothered the whole time while he was here.]
Sure, if it'll make him feel better. Tell him he doesn't have to go overboard for my sake or anything though.
And... thanks for this, by the way. You didn't have to take time out of your day, but I'm glad that you did. [Despite the fogginess of his head, he can't help but feel a bit warm thinking about it.]
Sure, if it'll make him feel better. Tell him he doesn't have to go overboard for my sake or anything though.
And... thanks for this, by the way. You didn't have to take time out of your day, but I'm glad that you did. [Despite the fogginess of his head, he can't help but feel a bit warm thinking about it.]
We'll see! Oren goes above and beyond sometimes.
Meanwhile, you really should rest in bed. I'll help him out, but you really should get some sleep.
[She pauses. And then shyly adds, while fidgeting with her fingers.]
And then we can spend some time with each other. You're fine with that right?
Meanwhile, you really should rest in bed. I'll help him out, but you really should get some sleep.
[She pauses. And then shyly adds, while fidgeting with her fingers.]
And then we can spend some time with each other. You're fine with that right?
[Oh, her asking him that nearly makes him blush, despite everything -- but of course, he could pretend it's just the cold.
He's more than fine with it, though a part of him can't possibly comprehend why she'd want to get even near him when he feels so gross and unattractive right now. Stupid cold. Stupid sinuses.]
Of course I am. The best part of you coming over.
[He lingers in his spot just a little longer, before deciding to turn to go to his bedroom. On the way out, he makes sure to offer:] Just let me know if you guys need anything, okay?
He's more than fine with it, though a part of him can't possibly comprehend why she'd want to get even near him when he feels so gross and unattractive right now. Stupid cold. Stupid sinuses.]
Of course I am. The best part of you coming over.
[He lingers in his spot just a little longer, before deciding to turn to go to his bedroom. On the way out, he makes sure to offer:] Just let me know if you guys need anything, okay?
[She breaks character and actually laughs at that.]
Seriously? That's crazy. He didn't mention it.
[She wonders why.]
Poor lil' Jake. If you told him that, it'd hurt his poor feelings.
[The guy is more sensitive than he looks. And of course Lyra, who doesn't always get along with him, is quick to point that out as a failing rather than a merit.]
Seriously? That's crazy. He didn't mention it.
[She wonders why.]
Poor lil' Jake. If you told him that, it'd hurt his poor feelings.
[The guy is more sensitive than he looks. And of course Lyra, who doesn't always get along with him, is quick to point that out as a failing rather than a merit.]
Edited 2016-06-16 15:59 (UTC)
A pleasure, Bazett. [It's a strange name, but not the strangest that he's come across in this day of strange things. Not to mention he's never heard of Ireland. The name makes it sound like a very angry place, but he bites his tongue, deciding not to comment.]
I've not tried, no. I'm no pyromancer, and I've not found a torch.
I've not tried, no. I'm no pyromancer, and I've not found a torch.
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