Throwing and Hitting(attn: Drew)
Tavi played with one of the white strands of hair, looping it around her fingers over and over again. The fake dread falls were back in and she had two very full pigtails of black and white hair. Her skirt was a short pleated black and white plaid. Her shirt was a little boat necked tee in bright pink with a pair of very thin suspenders strapped over the top. Her look was completed with knee socks and a short pair of doc martins.
She stood outside the arcade and tried to look casual, maybe even bored. No bored would be bad. Tavi just didn't want to look like she was anxiously waiting the arrival of her date. Pausing the fidget with the hair, she pulled out her phone.
Click, she checked the time. Yep, she was early.
Tavi stared down at the little iphone and considered her options. Picking a random game that she probably wouldn't pay much attention to anyway, she started it up. At least it would make her look less desperate without having to feign complete apathy.
He took a step back to get a better look at her.
"Damned good disguise. I never would have guessed, but I have these rules about interspecies dating..."Â?
Which was even funnier when you thought about the fact that he -was- the other species.
"Oh yeah?"Â?
He grinned a bit stupidly, but was pleased with the answer. Besides, he'd never liked his hair super long or super short neither way felt quite right.
"You wouldn't maybe know a girl who had thought about that?"Â?
His mind wasn't on the game and it showed. In fact, it was pretty obvious and he probably looked a bit pathetic. But those were the risks of showing your face in public.
Impulsively he tossed the rest of his balls all at once. One did land in the tiny little hundred buckets but he didn't even notice where the rest went. Could have gone three lanes over or to Michigan for all he knew, or cared.
"Oh look... you won. Next?"Â?
He said with the a light easy grin, after all he wasn't throwing a tantrum, he'd just surrendered was all.
"I suppose we can't date then.
Tavi smiled at his question about his hair and turned to give him an arched brow.
"I think I might now at least one girl...you might be in luck."
She watched him toss all the balls at the same time and laughed at the impulsive gesture. One of them did quite well and Tavi pointed to it.
"See, that was good!...okay, that one wasn't... but the technique might have merit."
Picking up her last ball, Tavi tossed it quickly. It landed in the fifty slot so perhaps there was a decent strategy in there to be learned somewhere and it involved not really thinking about what they were doing. Leaning down, she collected the little tickets from her machine and his and held them up.
"Perhaps we'll be able to buy a...couple of kazoos or something."
Those could be highly entertaining in the right place. Tavi wasn't sure how much mischief Drew was likely to make though so she declined to make any suggestions on their uses at the present time.
Coming to stand in front of him, Tavi wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her chin against his chest. Looking up at him, she smiled.
"Are you sure I can't convince you to make an exception to the interspecies dating."
She certainly wasn't a duck; if he only knew what he was actually agreeing to then he might not answer this question so lightheartedly as he was likely to. Ah well, one date at a time, right?
"One is for sure better than none."Â?
He grinned at her 'compliment' about his technique but truthfully was just has happy that they were done with this game. He'd lost pretty bad.
They're ticket count was pretty sad.
"I"Â?m not sure about the kazoos though, we'll have to see what we can get if we save up a bit. Although, they do have merit."Â?
Oh shit. This was where he was supposed to be cool and smooth. He wrapped his arms around her in return and after a seconds hesitation leaned down and kissed her. It was gentle and a little hesitant, he wasn't quite sure if he should but it was too good an opportunity to pass up.
"Maybe... I think maybe we can arrange something."Â?
He wasn't going to worry about things just yet, but if things got serious it could get sticky. No sense not at least going on a second date though.
Drew's arms around her felt good and she relaxed against him. When he leaned down towards her Tavi could feel her heart begin to race. He really meant to kiss her? Her eyes shut and her grip on him tightened as their lips met. It was over before she really had time to fully enjoy it but there was definitely promise for later.
With a rare softness lighting her green eyes, Tavi looked up at him. All she could think to say was.
"Good"
Even she wondered whether she was talking about his consideration of interspecies relationships or the kiss itself. Either way, it was all good.
Tavi leaned back and gave him a smile, keeping her arms around him.
"Can I buy another one of those?"
She held up the hand with the skee ball winnings.
"I have...this many tickets and I think -that- prize is much better than a kazoo."
"Good?... Well I'll take good."Â?
He hadn't let her go though. It felt far too good to just hold her and Tavi sure didn't seem to be protesting at all.
In fact, as she handed him her tickets, it was pretty obvious she wasn't objecting at all. Suddenly 'Good' seemed like a very good thing.
"Tickets? Hmmmm... I don't know. How many do you have?"Â?
He teased and 'thought' about it for a second or two before obliging her request. But he was a little more confidant this time, a little more sure of himself not nearly as hesitant as he had been the first time, but was letting Tavi set the pace.
"With this meager haul I might have to give you an IOU."
She forgot all about the tickets when he kissed her again. This embrace was more firm and assured and Tavi returned the kiss with equal passion. She slid her free hand up and trailed her fingers lightly across his jaw to settle at the back of his neck. The fact that they were in public was largely forgotten, not that she would have cared one way of the other.
When she leaned back she gave him a small smile, almost shy.
"I might have to earn some more tickets because I know I am going to want some more of those."
He was tempted to pick her up so he could get a better angle, but thought better of it. That didn't mean he wouldn't, just not now. There was time.
Not quite able to resist he leaned down for a quick peck before sliding a hand around her waist.
"I'd hate for you to be disappointed. So... you'll just have to take all the tickets I get. What kind of date would I be if I didn't get you a prize?"Â?
He'd started them off toward the batting cages. You got tickets there too after all. Besides, he was tired of the people around the skee ball ramps staring. New people could stare.
"I see. Well I like prizes. Tell me, how many tickets are you?"
A wolf grin spread across her features and she asked innocently.
"And do you come wrapped in a bow?"
That brought to mind a rather pleasant mental image and Tavi gave him sideways look before turning back to watching where she was going. Yes, he'd look quite nice in a bow, strategically placed, of course. Her mental imagery was likely to get her in trouble, so Tavi decided it was best to focus on the next part of their plan.
"Its probably a good thing we're pooling tickets. I don't think I am going to be very good at this part."
Using a stick was something she was fairly good at, but it was to fight with and Tavi expected this would be quite different.
"Don't get me wrong. I'm used to hitting things. They just normally aren't flying at me."
It always seemed odd to her not to just get out of the way. Something coming at you...move. Perfect sense.
Drew teased trying hard not to notice that she was checking him out. It was hard not to stand up straighter or do something to look a little better. But he resisted.
"Who's pooling? I'm giving. Gotta make sure you win after all because I'm pretty sure I'm expensive."Â?
Ah... batting cages. These Drew understood and loved. He was a good enough ball player to have caught the attention of some major league scouts. Hell if there had been a good way to explain that he wasn't available three nights a month he probably would be playing pro ball; at least minor league. He never regretted his decision to be Gifted early though. Now his biggest question was to hold back or not. Well he'd worry about that when it was his turn.
"Hang on... so you hit things with a stick while they are running away from you? Standing still? Pinatas What exactly is the gig here?"Â?
She smiled.
"Though I was so looking forward to a red bow."
Tavi laughed out loud when Drew claimed to be expensive. She loved his wit and willingness to banter. Their time together had been fun so far and she hadn't had the inclination to look at her watch once, phone a friend or make up an emergency. There seemed to be good promise for a date two, at least as far as she was concerned.
Still giggling, She shook her head.
"No, I think playing pinata in my line of work is considered brutality. I used to be a police officer. Now I work as a detective."
She shrugged. Tavi didn't look it and she knew it. Explaining her age would be difficult..if she were to give her real age. The license in her purse claimed she was twenty three.
"What about you? What do you do when you're not hitting things?"
He teased.
Now that took him back. She didn't look old enough to be a cop now. Let alone be a former cop and have gone on to a second job. How old was she? At any rate at least he was pretty sure she could legally buy a beer and he felt a little less odd about being out with her. God she did look young. Not that he looked his age, but still.
"A cop? Really? And when you say detective you me like a private detective or still a cop?"Â?
And did that mean he was going to have to avoid jay walking and make sure he parked legally? Eh, they'd work it out as they went. Her line of work made his sound -really- dull, but he did like his job. Although he was hoping now that Kem knew what he was he could work out a transfer to collections.
"Er... I work for Meridian, in the archives. Lots of paper work and requests for things. Good clean fun but not quite in the same category as law enforcement."Â?
She nodded to the police officer bit and then explained.
"Yes, I was a cop but it was in England. When I came here I changed my line of work to private detective. "
Tavi shrugged but then smiled at him.
"I will say that I haven't had much work lately. I just moved here though so I'm hopeful."
She didn't know much about what Meridian actually did but she had heard of them and it was hard not to know the company with the large buildings that dominated part of Nachton's skyline.
"Oooh, do you live in the Towers? I hear some people do and that's really kind of cool."
Imagine the lack of commute! Tavi loved driving but HATED traffic. There was something to be said for rolling out of bed, getting dressed and then walking downstairs to work.
She tried not to look too doubtful when he said his work was fun. If Drew liked it then that was all that mattered.
OK that just sounded really cool. Way flashier than pushing paper in Meridian. And in England, she really was a gypsy. Drew laughed, but more at himself than anything. He'd lived in one place his whole life and had one real job. Some 'wandering wolf' he was.
"I don't even know what a private eye does, outside of the movies. I'm sure you'll get some business soon enough though. How could you not?"Â?
The idea of living at the towers was also funny. It was way out of his budget and probably crawling with vampires besides.
"Lord, I wish. I couldn't afford a month there if I pawned everything I own. I'm just a peon in the department."Â?
He wasn't working for the money any way. Part of it was for the experience and part of it was to help the Pack out. Although, he wasn't being as effective as he could be for the Pack since Kem knew what he was. But he was still worth something.
Drew popped a couple of tokens into the cage and offered Tavi a helmet.
"Come on let's see what you've got."Â?
"I hope so. I might have to go out and commit a few crimes myself if I get TOO desperate."
She winked at him to say she was joking...well mostly.
"Awww, well maybe someday you're be Head Peon and then you can afford a fancy flat at the Towers."
It still looked like a neat place to work, even if one didn't live there.
Putting the pigtails in the large helmet seemed to make it stay on her head better. It was a good thing; she'd not do very good at hitting at all with it down in her eyes.
Nodding to Drew that she was ready, Tavi waited for the first ball to come through. It went by so fast that she found herself swinging at air. She looked back at the chain link where it had bounced off in indignation.
"Well that didn't go well."
Drew teased. He rarely said anything too serious, especially not when he was out goofing around with a pretty girl.
"Hey! Head Peon has a nice ring to it!"Â?
Actually, that was something Drew hadn't really considered. Originally it was just an internship and then the Chief needed some one inside and he just sort of fit the bill. Drew had never really considered advancing in Meridian. Maybe he'd check the job postings, maybe he could get a promotion. Sure he'd rather shift over to collections but if he was still going to try and help the Chief out he needed to keep an eye on Kem. Of course, it was doubtful Kem would let him transfer just any where too so... yeah archives it was.
Those thoughts were interrupted as he jumped back from the cadge as a ball hit it. Strike one. He looked at her form and timing and could see a few things that might help but was hesitant to offer help without being asked. Sometimes that wasn't taken well.
The pitches came with little pause in a cage like this and instead of offering help he only had time to say,
"Heads up!"Â?
As the next ball came hurling towards them.
Tavi laughed and shook her head.
She smiled at him and said.
"With hard work and patience then someday you might achieve that dream of Head Peon."
She gave him a emotional pride filled sniff and a pat on the shoulder.
There was not much time to quip sharp witted replies when you were in danger of being pelted by baseballs. Drew gave her a heads up and she turned her focus to the object flying at her.
This time Tavi hit the round projectile without thinking about it. The baseball went flying far...very far. It hit the back fence with considerable force. Instincts and super human strengths tended to prove problematic.
Tavi glanced over at Drew and hoped he didn't notice.
"Better, yeah?"
((OOC: *mutters* )*%*&^*$ Critical Success roll ))
"Huh."Â?
Drew shook it off, mostly. Maybe the bat had a sweet spot. Unlikely in a cage but possible. Or maybe she played before. Aside from the fact that they didn't play a lot of baseball or softball over in England he could buy that.
Well it wasn't worth making a big deal over./i]
"You are going to make me look bad but if you can play first base we could use you."Â?
[i]Their first baseman was being transferred to South Dakota. Poor guy. But with an easy grin he agreed.
"But yes... better. Much."Â?
"I doubt I could do it again."
She took a step back out of the way. Giving Drew a smile, she replied to his recruitment request.
"I'm not sure the rules of this game. I hear there is stealing involved. Sounds like fun."
Tavi was not a cop any more and while detectives probably should stay on the right side of the law, she knew that many did not...if it helped the investigation. So long as no permanent harm to innocent people was done then she was up for some law 'bending'.
"So is there anything important to know about baseball?"
In Drew's experience if you could hit like that once you could hit like that again. It might not be something you could do ever day or the week but it could be repeated. But he didn't press the issue.
He took the bat with a grin.
"You know for being on the side of law and order you're a little twisted aren't you?"Â?
His eyes danced as he didn't quite answer the question.
"Important? Well it all depends on how you look at it. You've got the stealing thing down, and the hitting, other than that throwing and running Neither of which I've found to be good 'date' activities."Â?
He considered carefully for a second before changing his mind.
"Maybe the throwing."Â?
Giving Drew an wide eyed looked of feigned surprise and hurt innocence, she pointed her hand to her chest in a "who me?" gesture. Tavi smiled and looked a little bashful.
"Maybe a little."
She held up her finger and thumb together to show just how little she was twisted. Only a tiny amount...really.
Laughing, Tavi replied to his theory on what in baseball made good dating activities.
"Well, I was running when we met. I agree it might not be date material though." She considered that for a moment longer. " Maybe if we were Bonnie and Clyde but otherwise I don't see that being a turn on."
The throwing... well, she supposed that depended on what they were throwing and at whom. Pointing to the plate, she said.
"Its your turn, Hot Stuff. Show us how to do it."