When Nic deposited her at her door, she thanked him gratefully for keeping her safe and getting her back to the Towers. She so wanted to get cleaned up and she figured he did too, so she gave him an open invitation to come back afterwards if he wanted. She did remind him she probably wouldn't be much of a hostess with the current condition of her ankle though.
After saying goodbye she unlocked her door and hobbled into her bedroom where she sat down on the bed after throwing down a robe to sit on. It was just easier than having to remake her bed later. For a few minutes she simply sat with her eyes closed trying to regain some equilibrium after the emotional night she'd been through. Finally feeling a bit calmer, she slipped out of her sandals and finally took a look at her ankle. It was bruised a nice shade of purple and she sighed. She'd heal but it was going to be sore for a few days.
She was not looking forward to standing again, but the sooner she got cleaned up the sooner she could flop on the couch with an ice pack. She slowly made her way to the bathroom slipping off her dress on the way and dropped it in the hamper for dry cleaning. She hadn't really taken the time to note any tears, but she'd let the cleaners take care of that. Her jewelry went into the antique jewelry box and she went into the shower.
The hot water felt good and washed away the rest of the stress along with the grime. She checked herself over as she lathered up and found basically what she'd expected, some minor scratches on her arms and legs. Nothing that wouldn't heal just fine. She lingered in the steam of water just long enough to get all the smoke and soot out of her hair and off her body then wrapped a towel around her head and slipped into a bath robe.
Once back in the bedroom she grabbed the cordless phone to check for message and heard one that was completely unexpected. She smiled hearing Colin was in town. She decided to wait to see if Nic took her up on her earlier offer rather than hobble through the building on her own. It just seemed the smartest thing to do. If he didn't, well she'd give Colin a call and invite him to come visit in her suite. She pulled on some yoga pants, a t-shirt and some socks before curling up on the couch with an ice pack laid across her ankle.
Run that by me again? (open)
Colin had awakened the evening after his return to the Towers feeling refreshed and ready to see which of his friends might be hanging about. Maeve was always first on that list ~ he had spent the most amount of time watching over her and in some ways considered her a daughter. Well, he supposed, in their world she was.
He called her suite, leaving a message. If she was in town, she'd let him know. If not, well, he'd call her home and let her know he'd dragged himself out of the jungles. If she wasn't too busy he might be able to talk her into a quick trip across the pond.
Not surprisingly, the kitchen was bare. Well, that was nothing a quick trip down to the shops wouldn't fix. He didn't need much and it seemed like last time he was here there had been a gourmet food store or somesuch. That would work. The food was mostly for any humans that might come to visit, but a supply of ale wouldn't exactly go amiss.
"Yes, I think that will do just fine."Â?
Half an hour later, he had picked up the few things he thought looked good and tucked them away. Settling onto the couch, he hit play on the DVD player, wondering what movie he'd left in it 5 years ago.
Raising an eyebrow, he chuckled. Mission Impossible: II. It'd do. He'd have to find out what movies had come out since he'd been gone. It was the one thing about his work that he sometimes found frustrating. Losing track of what was happening here and now while he was digging around in the past. He always felt half a step off-kilter.
"Though that couldn't possibly be due to old age."Â?
Getting comfortable, he hit Play and prepared to watch Tom Cruise pull off the improbable.
(OOC ~ This takes place the same evening as the Banquet.)
Maeve
18 years ago
Nicholae
18 years ago
Sorry to see the evening end earlier than planned, Nic was quite pleased when Maeve invited him back. The fact that she wouldn't be able to wait on him mattered little. He was fairly certain if he sat in the right place, he'd have everything he needed at his fingertips.
Whistling on his short trek from Maeve's suite to his, Nic started undressing the minute he got in his door. Not really caring where the clothes fell, he'd worry about them later, he sauntered into the bathroom. Because he had started with his pants, when he went to remove his jacket he noticed it seemed to be pulling on something. Turning so his back was towards the mirror, he could see something appeared to be pinning his jacket to his back.
Pulling on the jacket a little more forcibly than he should have needed to, he felt a slight 'pop', and something clattered to the floor. Turning around again, he looked down and saw what looked to be a piece of a serving tray, that apparently broke apart in the blast, and shot into his back. The metal handle was still attached, and he guessed maybe that was the part that hit his back. However, once he got his shirt off, he could see the wound was already beginning to knit closed, and was little more than a bruise now. Nothing else much stood out, and he counted himself lucky to have been standing where he had been at the time.
His shower took all of about five minutes, even washing his hair, surprised at the amount of glass he shook out. Once he had dressed again in casual slacks, a green pullover, and his loafers, he was headed back out again. A vase of roses, that he had delivered to his room once a week, had just been changed earlier, and stood near the entry, their fragrance filling the small chamber. Finding a luscious deep pink one, Nic pulled it out of the vase slowly, and shook off the water on the stem.
Now he was ready to pick up with Maeve, where he had left off earlier.
Jauntily strolling down the hall, rose in hand, he made it to her suite in no time, and knocked briskly on her door.
Whistling on his short trek from Maeve's suite to his, Nic started undressing the minute he got in his door. Not really caring where the clothes fell, he'd worry about them later, he sauntered into the bathroom. Because he had started with his pants, when he went to remove his jacket he noticed it seemed to be pulling on something. Turning so his back was towards the mirror, he could see something appeared to be pinning his jacket to his back.
Pulling on the jacket a little more forcibly than he should have needed to, he felt a slight 'pop', and something clattered to the floor. Turning around again, he looked down and saw what looked to be a piece of a serving tray, that apparently broke apart in the blast, and shot into his back. The metal handle was still attached, and he guessed maybe that was the part that hit his back. However, once he got his shirt off, he could see the wound was already beginning to knit closed, and was little more than a bruise now. Nothing else much stood out, and he counted himself lucky to have been standing where he had been at the time.
His shower took all of about five minutes, even washing his hair, surprised at the amount of glass he shook out. Once he had dressed again in casual slacks, a green pullover, and his loafers, he was headed back out again. A vase of roses, that he had delivered to his room once a week, had just been changed earlier, and stood near the entry, their fragrance filling the small chamber. Finding a luscious deep pink one, Nic pulled it out of the vase slowly, and shook off the water on the stem.
Now he was ready to pick up with Maeve, where he had left off earlier.
Jauntily strolling down the hall, rose in hand, he made it to her suite in no time, and knocked briskly on her door.
Maeve
18 years ago
She looked up at the knock and climbed off the couch. Okay, walking still hurt, but at least it was numbed somewhat by the ice pack. She made it over to the door and pulled it open. She was honestly not at all surprised to Nic standing there and she gave him a smile.
"Hi again. Come on in." She stepped back to let hiim into the room. "Find any injuries while cleaning up?"
She remembered he'd said something about his back earlier and hoped it had been nothing serious. He seemed all in one piece thankfully. She moved back toward the couch and sat down with her good foot tucked under her.
"So are all nights out with you so eventful?" She grinned as she teased him.
"Hi again. Come on in." She stepped back to let hiim into the room. "Find any injuries while cleaning up?"
She remembered he'd said something about his back earlier and hoped it had been nothing serious. He seemed all in one piece thankfully. She moved back toward the couch and sat down with her good foot tucked under her.
"So are all nights out with you so eventful?" She grinned as she teased him.
Nicholae
18 years ago
Smiling when she opened the door, he held the rose behind his back as he followed her in. He felt himself wince when he saw she still favored her ankle, and waited until she was seated again before moving to kneel down by the couch.
Taking the rose from behind his back, he lightly traced it along side her jaw, before bringing it up to his nose, and then handing it to her. It was probably a silly gesture, but Nic had been brought up in the days of chivalry, and rarely ever spent the evening with a lovely lady and not give her some small token. That he had forgotten to do this when they had left for the ball, had weighed on his mind even.
"It can't compare to the beauty and sweetness of your company, but next time we'll see if I can come closer."
He winked at her and then moved down to where her foot lay. After looking at if for a few seconds, and moving his finger tips along it, he gingerly picked it up, and softly probed it. He returned it to the couch, and turned to pick up the ice pack he'd seen lying on the coffee table.
"Do you want this back on there now? It probably would make it feel a little better, but you look like you heal pretty quickly, which is good. Same for me...I found a piece of a serving tray pinned to my back."
Nic laughed at that, finding the picture his words painted funnier than the actual scene had been.
"But tomorrow I'm sure the only evidence will be my ruined shirt and jacket."
He shrugged, but remained grinning, as he sat on the coffee table.
"Unfortunately, I'd be lying if I said I'd never had issues on dates before....but, hey...at least you shouldn't get bored!"
Taking the rose from behind his back, he lightly traced it along side her jaw, before bringing it up to his nose, and then handing it to her. It was probably a silly gesture, but Nic had been brought up in the days of chivalry, and rarely ever spent the evening with a lovely lady and not give her some small token. That he had forgotten to do this when they had left for the ball, had weighed on his mind even.
"It can't compare to the beauty and sweetness of your company, but next time we'll see if I can come closer."
He winked at her and then moved down to where her foot lay. After looking at if for a few seconds, and moving his finger tips along it, he gingerly picked it up, and softly probed it. He returned it to the couch, and turned to pick up the ice pack he'd seen lying on the coffee table.
"Do you want this back on there now? It probably would make it feel a little better, but you look like you heal pretty quickly, which is good. Same for me...I found a piece of a serving tray pinned to my back."
Nic laughed at that, finding the picture his words painted funnier than the actual scene had been.
"But tomorrow I'm sure the only evidence will be my ruined shirt and jacket."
He shrugged, but remained grinning, as he sat on the coffee table.
"Unfortunately, I'd be lying if I said I'd never had issues on dates before....but, hey...at least you shouldn't get bored!"
Maeve
18 years ago
She smiled and it actually came acroos looking a little shy when he presented her with the rose. She took it from him and sniffed its fragrence. It certainly was pretty. Not to mention it had been a while since she'd been given flowers, even if it was a single rose.
She watched him pick up her foot and did her best to not wince visibly as he checked it out. Not that she was exactly successful, but at least she tried.
"Actually yeah, I think I would like it on there a bit longer. It's still a bit sore, but I'll live. Probably will barely have a limp tomorrow." Her eyes widened in concern. "Oh my god. Are you ok?" She knew he'd said he'd be fine, but still that sounded painful.
Laughing she couldn't help but tease him some more. "Not exactly a comforting thought there, but I guess I know who to call if I want a little excitement." She reached out and nudged his leg with the toe of her good foot.
"Hey I have a favor to ask. I got a call while we were getting blown up from an old friend who's come into town. Would you mind helping me hobble down to his suite?" She smiled hopefully. Okay, yeah she would really appreciate the help, but truth be told she could probably make it on her own. Surprising to even herself she really did want him to come along...just because.
She watched him pick up her foot and did her best to not wince visibly as he checked it out. Not that she was exactly successful, but at least she tried.
"Actually yeah, I think I would like it on there a bit longer. It's still a bit sore, but I'll live. Probably will barely have a limp tomorrow." Her eyes widened in concern. "Oh my god. Are you ok?" She knew he'd said he'd be fine, but still that sounded painful.
Laughing she couldn't help but tease him some more. "Not exactly a comforting thought there, but I guess I know who to call if I want a little excitement." She reached out and nudged his leg with the toe of her good foot.
"Hey I have a favor to ask. I got a call while we were getting blown up from an old friend who's come into town. Would you mind helping me hobble down to his suite?" She smiled hopefully. Okay, yeah she would really appreciate the help, but truth be told she could probably make it on her own. Surprising to even herself she really did want him to come along...just because.
Nicholae
18 years ago
Plastering a huge pout on his face, Nic was only mildly annoyed that she didn't want to spend the evening with him, but intended to appear more so.
"A friend...from out of town? You wanted to go, right now?"
So, alright...he had to let her know he was just a 'little' put out.
"Uh, no...no, not at all, sure I'll help you there."
Standing up, he cocked an elbow in her direction, and prepared to assist the lady to her destination.
"I'll...drop you off, and we can plan to meet up again sometime later?"
He did hear her say the call came in while he had gone to shower, so it wasn't like she knew about it when she had invited him back. Things happened...he could deal with it.
He wondered just who this 'old friend' was.
"Was that now...that you wanted to go?"
"A friend...from out of town? You wanted to go, right now?"
So, alright...he had to let her know he was just a 'little' put out.
"Uh, no...no, not at all, sure I'll help you there."
Standing up, he cocked an elbow in her direction, and prepared to assist the lady to her destination.
"I'll...drop you off, and we can plan to meet up again sometime later?"
He did hear her say the call came in while he had gone to shower, so it wasn't like she knew about it when she had invited him back. Things happened...he could deal with it.
He wondered just who this 'old friend' was.
"Was that now...that you wanted to go?"
Maeve
18 years ago
She didn't need her empathy to tell her that Nic was a bit let down by her request. She looked up at him and gently took his hand pulling him back down to the coffee table. Giving him a gentle smile she felt she needed to explain. Once he was reseated she took a breath.
"Nic, it's not like that. He's my creator. I haven't seen him in years. Honestly I don't get the chance to see him often and I don't want to miss out on it now. I have no idea how long he'll be in town."
She watched him for a minute to let what she'd said sink in and smiled.
"And when I asked you to help me down there, I meant for you to actually stick around....if you want to that is." She raised her eyebrows at him in what could only be a mischievous expression, especially on her.
"Now, shoes or no shoes? To heck with it, more comfortable without."
"Nic, it's not like that. He's my creator. I haven't seen him in years. Honestly I don't get the chance to see him often and I don't want to miss out on it now. I have no idea how long he'll be in town."
She watched him for a minute to let what she'd said sink in and smiled.
"And when I asked you to help me down there, I meant for you to actually stick around....if you want to that is." She raised her eyebrows at him in what could only be a mischievous expression, especially on her.
"Now, shoes or no shoes? To heck with it, more comfortable without."
Nicholae
18 years ago
Nic was touched that Maeve cared enough to be concerned about his feelings. True, he had felt a little irritated thinking he was going to either be leaving her company early, or worse, sharing it with competition. But now he felt a little foolish.
"Sure, I'd be happy to help you, and honored to meet your creator. But I'd suggest you keep those looks to yourself, unless you want to risk me doing something like this..."
Sitting so close, and hearing her say that she wanted to spend more time with him, Nic did what he had been thinking of doing before the explosion. He kissed her, softly, and briefly. No tongue, no groping...just a gentle showing of affection.
And before she could slap his face, he stood and held his hand down to her.
"Yea...no shoes...I can always carry you again."
"Sure, I'd be happy to help you, and honored to meet your creator. But I'd suggest you keep those looks to yourself, unless you want to risk me doing something like this..."
Sitting so close, and hearing her say that she wanted to spend more time with him, Nic did what he had been thinking of doing before the explosion. He kissed her, softly, and briefly. No tongue, no groping...just a gentle showing of affection.
And before she could slap his face, he stood and held his hand down to her.
"Yea...no shoes...I can always carry you again."
Maeve
18 years ago
To say she was surprised by the kiss was a major understatement. Quite frankly she was stunned, and she couldn't help but feel some small amount of guilt. It wasn't just guilt about Latharn though. She wondered if she'd led Nic on and given him the idea that she was available for something more than friendship. She frantically ran back over the last few days looking for something out of the ordinary that she might have done to give him the wrong idea.
She thought that maybe she should set the record straight right now and tell him that she'd make her way to Colin's on her own, but she didn't want to. She enjoyed his company, and wanted to get to know him better. So instead of pushing him right out the door she found herself taking his hand and giving him a tentative smile.
"I think I can make this trip on my own two feet, but some support would be appreciated."
She thought that maybe she should set the record straight right now and tell him that she'd make her way to Colin's on her own, but she didn't want to. She enjoyed his company, and wanted to get to know him better. So instead of pushing him right out the door she found herself taking his hand and giving him a tentative smile.
"I think I can make this trip on my own two feet, but some support would be appreciated."
Nicholae
18 years ago
Helping her to stand, Nic put an arm around her waist, and put her arm around his own waist. He then began guiding her slowly out of the flat.
"Just let me know if you start to feel faint, or if the foot starts to give out. I'd rather pull you up and carry you, than have to pick you up off the floor."
He teased, as the gently made their way down the hall.
She had told him where Colin's room was, and he knew where to go.
"You know, it might have been a hell of a lot easier had you just invited him to your place."
It made a lot more sense to Nic, but then he didn't know...maybe she had some reason why she didn't want this guy to know which room she had. Nah...that couldn't be it...she had no qualms about Nic knowing...and thought he suspected she liked him well enough, occasionally he got the impression she wasn't too completely sure.
"Must be nice having a close relationship with the person who turned you. I did...a long time ago...until she up and disappeared."
But that truly was another lifetime, and Nic had quit mourning Iuliana more than a century ago.
"I think this is the place?"
Approaching the correct door, Nic stepped back a little, out of the way, but kept his hand supporting Maeve's back.
"Just let me know if you start to feel faint, or if the foot starts to give out. I'd rather pull you up and carry you, than have to pick you up off the floor."
He teased, as the gently made their way down the hall.
She had told him where Colin's room was, and he knew where to go.
"You know, it might have been a hell of a lot easier had you just invited him to your place."
It made a lot more sense to Nic, but then he didn't know...maybe she had some reason why she didn't want this guy to know which room she had. Nah...that couldn't be it...she had no qualms about Nic knowing...and thought he suspected she liked him well enough, occasionally he got the impression she wasn't too completely sure.
"Must be nice having a close relationship with the person who turned you. I did...a long time ago...until she up and disappeared."
But that truly was another lifetime, and Nic had quit mourning Iuliana more than a century ago.
"I think this is the place?"
Approaching the correct door, Nic stepped back a little, out of the way, but kept his hand supporting Maeve's back.
Maeve
18 years ago
"Now see I'm beginning to think you just like carrying me around." Two could play the teasing game.
She looked over at him with a rueful smile. "Okay so yeah it probably would have been, but don't you think it's a little late to mention that now."
Now that he mentioned it, if she'd called Colin and let him know about her ankle she was sure he would have been fine with coming up to her suite, it honestly had just never occurred to her. She'd been going to Colin for all sorts of reasons for so long it was just second nature to her. Even when she'd been mortal, if he'd said he needed to see her, she went. For her it was just a sign of how much she respected her "father".
She looked over and gave him a kind smile. "It is nice. He's been there for me in more ways than I can tell you. I'm sorry to hear about your creator. I'm beginning to think for some it's a hazard of the life we lead." Naturally, her thoughts drifted to Fiona as she spoke.
She reached up an knocked when they reached Colin's door. "This is the place. I think you'll like Colin. He seems to have that sort of effect on people."
She looked over at him with a rueful smile. "Okay so yeah it probably would have been, but don't you think it's a little late to mention that now."
Now that he mentioned it, if she'd called Colin and let him know about her ankle she was sure he would have been fine with coming up to her suite, it honestly had just never occurred to her. She'd been going to Colin for all sorts of reasons for so long it was just second nature to her. Even when she'd been mortal, if he'd said he needed to see her, she went. For her it was just a sign of how much she respected her "father".
She looked over and gave him a kind smile. "It is nice. He's been there for me in more ways than I can tell you. I'm sorry to hear about your creator. I'm beginning to think for some it's a hazard of the life we lead." Naturally, her thoughts drifted to Fiona as she spoke.
She reached up an knocked when they reached Colin's door. "This is the place. I think you'll like Colin. He seems to have that sort of effect on people."
Colin
18 years ago
It never ceased to amaze Colin how caught up he could get in a movie, even one he had seen as many times as this one. Tom Cruise was in the process of blowing up Biocyte’s remote facility in order to get the antidote back when he heard the knock on the door.
Frowning a bit, he hit the pause button, leaving the screen filled with frozen flames.
“Now who could that be?”
The only one he’d left a message for was Maeve ~ he’d decided to wander around later this evening and see who else might be hanging about. Of course, he had left those crates for Kem, so it possible that he might have come up.. but no that didn’t make sense either. Kem would’ve called, via sending if nothing else.
He opened the door to find his darling Maeve ~ being supported by another gentleman.
“What in the… Meadhbh! You should have called if you’re hurt. I would’ve come up to you! Shame on you.”
He grinned, opening his arms for her. “Come in, come in. There’s Ale in the cupboard, though I did put a few in the icebox for anyone who can stand to drink it that way. I also found a very nice bottle of scotch I had tucked away.”
Looking over at Maeve’s friend, he held out his hand, smiling broadly. “Welcome, I’m Colin. Colin Maguire. Please, come in!”
Frowning a bit, he hit the pause button, leaving the screen filled with frozen flames.
“Now who could that be?”
The only one he’d left a message for was Maeve ~ he’d decided to wander around later this evening and see who else might be hanging about. Of course, he had left those crates for Kem, so it possible that he might have come up.. but no that didn’t make sense either. Kem would’ve called, via sending if nothing else.
He opened the door to find his darling Maeve ~ being supported by another gentleman.
“What in the… Meadhbh! You should have called if you’re hurt. I would’ve come up to you! Shame on you.”
He grinned, opening his arms for her. “Come in, come in. There’s Ale in the cupboard, though I did put a few in the icebox for anyone who can stand to drink it that way. I also found a very nice bottle of scotch I had tucked away.”
Looking over at Maeve’s friend, he held out his hand, smiling broadly. “Welcome, I’m Colin. Colin Maguire. Please, come in!”
Maeve
18 years ago
The smile that lit up her face when the door opened could not have been any brighter. Though she may not have always seemed grateful for what he had done for her, she still adored this man. As soon as he held his arms to her, she was in them hugging him tightly. She laughed merrily at his rebuke then stood back and looked up into his kindly face still with her arms around his neck
"Old habits die hard, especially as old as this one. You know I've been coming when you call for centuries, and honestly I just didn't think about it."
She finally released her grip on Colin and stepped through the door. "Colin, I'd like you to meet Nic. Despite all evidence to the contrary, Nic has been taking good care of me. We just had a rather interesting evening."
She left the men to say their hellos and slowly made her way toward the kitchen. "Nic, would you like something to drink? Keep everything in the same place as always, Colin? I can grab you a refill while I'm in here if you'd like."
Yeah, old habits sure were hard to break. Bum ankle and she still headed straight for the kitchen to get the boys a drink. Sighing she shook her head as she began rummaging in the cupboards for glasses.
"Old habits die hard, especially as old as this one. You know I've been coming when you call for centuries, and honestly I just didn't think about it."
She finally released her grip on Colin and stepped through the door. "Colin, I'd like you to meet Nic. Despite all evidence to the contrary, Nic has been taking good care of me. We just had a rather interesting evening."
She left the men to say their hellos and slowly made her way toward the kitchen. "Nic, would you like something to drink? Keep everything in the same place as always, Colin? I can grab you a refill while I'm in here if you'd like."
Yeah, old habits sure were hard to break. Bum ankle and she still headed straight for the kitchen to get the boys a drink. Sighing she shook her head as she began rummaging in the cupboards for glasses.
Nicholae
18 years ago
If for no other reason than the man's obvious affection for Maeve, Nic liked this 'Colin'.
"It's good to meet you Colin, Maeve speaks very highly of you."
Shaking his hand warmly, Nic smiled at the man, and at Maeve when she spoke of the nights events.
"Yes...tonight was quite explosive."
Chuckling at his little bit of humor, Nic watched Maeve go into the kitchen. The woman appeared bound and determined to keep on her foot, even when there was no real need. He shook his head and nodded towards Maeve, to Colin.
"No thanks, I'm fine. Is she always this stubborn?"
Nic said the last sentence to Colin, slightly under his breath.
"It's good to meet you Colin, Maeve speaks very highly of you."
Shaking his hand warmly, Nic smiled at the man, and at Maeve when she spoke of the nights events.
"Yes...tonight was quite explosive."
Chuckling at his little bit of humor, Nic watched Maeve go into the kitchen. The woman appeared bound and determined to keep on her foot, even when there was no real need. He shook his head and nodded towards Maeve, to Colin.
"No thanks, I'm fine. Is she always this stubborn?"
Nic said the last sentence to Colin, slightly under his breath.
Colin
18 years ago
He hadn’t realized how much he missed this “daughter” of his until she was returning his hug. He watched her shuffle off to play hostess, shaking his head.
“Interesting and explosive, hmmm? Not two words I would have associated with you, little one.”
He just smiled and shook his head at Nic. He spoke just as quietly. “She’s usually worse. Good luck keeping up with her.”
Ushering Nic in the rest of the way, he shut the door as soon as the man moved, taking a moment to study Nic. This was an unexpected development. Was Maeve finally ready to move on? For her sake he hoped so.
[I’m pleased to see you child, though I admit that I’m surprised at the company you bring with.]
“I’m fine, still have half a bottle to go. And you know I don’t dare move anything, I’d never find it again!”
Turning back to Nic he gestured at the plush leather couch. “Please, sit down, sit down. She won’t be happy til we’re both taken care of and the quicker we accommodate her, the sooner she’ll sit down herself. Thank goodness she should be fine in a day or two. Though I can’t wait to hear what adventure you’ve been on.”
Colin cocked his head and grinned at Nic. “I’m going to go out on a limb here and assume you know what Maeve is?”
“Interesting and explosive, hmmm? Not two words I would have associated with you, little one.”
He just smiled and shook his head at Nic. He spoke just as quietly. “She’s usually worse. Good luck keeping up with her.”
Ushering Nic in the rest of the way, he shut the door as soon as the man moved, taking a moment to study Nic. This was an unexpected development. Was Maeve finally ready to move on? For her sake he hoped so.
[I’m pleased to see you child, though I admit that I’m surprised at the company you bring with.]
“I’m fine, still have half a bottle to go. And you know I don’t dare move anything, I’d never find it again!”
Turning back to Nic he gestured at the plush leather couch. “Please, sit down, sit down. She won’t be happy til we’re both taken care of and the quicker we accommodate her, the sooner she’ll sit down herself. Thank goodness she should be fine in a day or two. Though I can’t wait to hear what adventure you’ve been on.”
Colin cocked his head and grinned at Nic. “I’m going to go out on a limb here and assume you know what Maeve is?”
Maeve
18 years ago
Her laughter drifted from the kitchen along with the clinking of glasses. "I assure you I was certainly not the cause of either, Colin. Just got caught in the cross fire."
She looked up and grinned. She should have known he'd say something about Nic's presence. She'd long suspected he would be thrilled if she would move on with her life and find someone to spend that life with. She also knew this was as close as he'd ever come to saying it.
[No more surprised than I am. It's not like that though. I just met him a few days ago. He's a friend.]
It wasn't like that for her, but what about Nic. She looked over at him with a soft look in her eyes as her mind drifted back to the kiss he'd given her. Taking a deep breath she returned to pillaging Colin's kitchen. Finally grabbing a glass of scotch for herself and an ale for Nic, just in case.
As she gimped her way back to the living room, she gave Colin a playful glare. "I heard that, Colin." She held the ale out to Nic with a rueful grin and shrug of her shoulders. Then she sank down on the couch next to him. "And what do you mean what I am? You make me sound like an alien!"
She looked up and grinned. She should have known he'd say something about Nic's presence. She'd long suspected he would be thrilled if she would move on with her life and find someone to spend that life with. She also knew this was as close as he'd ever come to saying it.
[No more surprised than I am. It's not like that though. I just met him a few days ago. He's a friend.]
It wasn't like that for her, but what about Nic. She looked over at him with a soft look in her eyes as her mind drifted back to the kiss he'd given her. Taking a deep breath she returned to pillaging Colin's kitchen. Finally grabbing a glass of scotch for herself and an ale for Nic, just in case.
As she gimped her way back to the living room, she gave Colin a playful glare. "I heard that, Colin." She held the ale out to Nic with a rueful grin and shrug of her shoulders. Then she sank down on the couch next to him. "And what do you mean what I am? You make me sound like an alien!"
Nicholae
18 years ago
What Maeve was...?
"Of course I know what she is...she's a very beautiful woman, who happens to be a designer as well...She dances very well, even if she says she cannot, and is good to have around when everyone else seems to feel the need to panic.
I'm sure you'll hear about it on the news, if you haven't already, but we were at the Mayor's charity ball earlier, and there was an explosion. I've not heard what might have caused it, but Maeve and I were lucky...there were some who didn't make it out of the building at all."
Nic had taken a slightly serious tone, but wasn't getting depressing or maudlin. It was what it was, and what happened couldn't be undone, no matter who was hurt by it.
"But your Maeve was a cool one, and not at all alien."
Nic hadn't been joking...he answered in all honesty. That he hadn't caught Colin's question as intended, was because he never considered Maeve to be anything other than a vampire.
"Of course I know what she is...she's a very beautiful woman, who happens to be a designer as well...She dances very well, even if she says she cannot, and is good to have around when everyone else seems to feel the need to panic.
I'm sure you'll hear about it on the news, if you haven't already, but we were at the Mayor's charity ball earlier, and there was an explosion. I've not heard what might have caused it, but Maeve and I were lucky...there were some who didn't make it out of the building at all."
Nic had taken a slightly serious tone, but wasn't getting depressing or maudlin. It was what it was, and what happened couldn't be undone, no matter who was hurt by it.
"But your Maeve was a cool one, and not at all alien."
Nic hadn't been joking...he answered in all honesty. That he hadn't caught Colin's question as intended, was because he never considered Maeve to be anything other than a vampire.
Fiona
18 years ago
Colin nodded to himself at Maeve’s sent answer. Well, a friend was a step in the right direction. He simply smiled at her benignly when she reentered the room.
“Honey, you are female, thus you are alien to us poor males.”
Nic’s answer was interesting. Colin got the distinct impression he was defending Maeve in some manner. He wondered is Maeve grasped the significance of Nic’s comments.
But at the mention of an explosion at the banquet, he frowned, looking back at Maeve’s ankle.
“Run that by me again?”
“Honey, you are female, thus you are alien to us poor males.”
Nic’s answer was interesting. Colin got the distinct impression he was defending Maeve in some manner. He wondered is Maeve grasped the significance of Nic’s comments.
But at the mention of an explosion at the banquet, he frowned, looking back at Maeve’s ankle.
“Run that by me again?”
Colin
18 years ago
Colin nodded to himself at Maeve’s sent answer. Well, a friend was a step in the right direction. He simply smiled at her benignly when she reentered the room.
“Honey, you are female, thus you are alien to us poor males.”
Nic’s answer was interesting. Colin got the distinct impression he was defending Maeve in some manner. He wondered if Maeve grasped the significance of Nic’s comments.
But at the mention of an explosion at the banquet, he frowned, looking back at Maeve’s ankle.
“Run that by me again?”
“Honey, you are female, thus you are alien to us poor males.”
Nic’s answer was interesting. Colin got the distinct impression he was defending Maeve in some manner. He wondered if Maeve grasped the significance of Nic’s comments.
But at the mention of an explosion at the banquet, he frowned, looking back at Maeve’s ankle.
“Run that by me again?”
Maeve
18 years ago
She didn't know quite what to make of Nic's answer. She wasn't used to having someone go on about her the way he did, and it honestly threw her off balance a bit. At some point she was going to have to sit him down and have a long talk. If he was looking for something more than she could give, it wasn't fair to him to let him continue on any longer than necessary without setting things straight.
Colin's smile and barb merely earned him a raised eyebrow and a look that could not be mistaken for anything other than smart ass. She was comfortable with his teasing though, and knew he meant it with fondness. Catching his glance at her now propped up foot she smiled calmly.
"Yeah, explosion. I'm fine, Colin, really. The ankle's the worst of it, and I got that when Nic here pulled me down to safety. If he hadn't, could have been much worse than just a sprained ankle. Couple of days, and I'll be good as new. As for me being good to have around when people are panicking. This waiter brushed me as he walked by and I'm telling you, Colin, he about knocked me over with the strength of his fear. I'm not sure exactly what he had to do with it, but he obviously knew something was up."Â?
Colin's smile and barb merely earned him a raised eyebrow and a look that could not be mistaken for anything other than smart ass. She was comfortable with his teasing though, and knew he meant it with fondness. Catching his glance at her now propped up foot she smiled calmly.
"Yeah, explosion. I'm fine, Colin, really. The ankle's the worst of it, and I got that when Nic here pulled me down to safety. If he hadn't, could have been much worse than just a sprained ankle. Couple of days, and I'll be good as new. As for me being good to have around when people are panicking. This waiter brushed me as he walked by and I'm telling you, Colin, he about knocked me over with the strength of his fear. I'm not sure exactly what he had to do with it, but he obviously knew something was up."Â?