The X-men run missions and work together with the NYPD, striving to maintain a peaceful balance between humans and mutants. When it comes to a fight, they won't back down from protecting those who need their help.
Haven presents itself as a humanitarian organization for activists, leaders, and high society, yet mutants are the secret leaders working to protect and serve their kind. Behind the scenes they bring their goals into reality.
From the time when mutants became known to the world, SUPER was founded as a black-ops division of the CIA in an attempt to classify, observe, and learn more about this new and rising threat.
The Syndicate works to help bring mutantkind to the forefront of the world. They work from the shadows, a beacon of hope for mutants, but a bane to mankind. With their guiding hand, humanity will finally find extinction.
Since the existence of mutants was first revealed in the nineties, the world has become a changed place. Whether they're genetic misfits or the next stage in humanity's evolution, there's no denying their growing numbers, especially in hubs like New York City. The NYPD has a division devoted to mutant related crimes. Super-powered vigilantes help to maintain the peace. Those who style themselves as Homo Superior work to tear society apart for rebuilding in their own image.
MRO is an intermediate to advanced writing level original character, original plot X-Men RPG. We've been open and active since October of 2005. You can play as a mutant, human, or Adapted— one of the rare humans who nullify mutant powers by their very existence. Goodies, baddies, and neutrals are all welcome.
Short Term Plots:Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
The Fountain of Youth
A chemical serum has been released that's shaving a few years off of the population. In some cases, found to be temporary, and in others...?
MRO MOVES WITH CURRENT TIME: What month and year it is now in real life, it's the same for MRO, too.
Fuegogrande: "Fuegogrande" player of The Ranger, Ion, Rhia, and Null
Neopolitan: "Aly" player of Rebecca Grey, Stephanie Graves, Marisol Cervantes, Vanessa Bookman, Chrysanthemum Van Hart, Sabine Sang, Eupraxia
Ongoing Plots
Magic and Mystics
After the events of the 2020 Harvest Moon and the following Winter Solstice, magic has started manifesting in the MROvere! With the efforts of the Welldrinker Cult, people are being converted into Mystics, a species of people genetically disposed to be great conduits for magical energy.
The Welldrinker Cult
A shadowy group is gaining power, drawing in people who are curious, vulnerable, or malicious, and turning them into Mystics. They are recruiting people into their ranks to spread the influence of magic in the world, but for what end goal?
Are They Coming for You?
There have been whispers on the streets lately of a boogeyman... mutant and humans, young and old, all have been targets of trafficking.
Adapteds
What if the human race began to adapt to the mutant threat? What if the human race changed ever so subtly... without the x-gene.
Atlanteans
The lost city of Atlantis has been found! Refugees from this undersea mutant dystopia have started to filter in to New York as citizens and businessfolk. You may make one as a player character of run into one on the street.
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Posted by Kealey Shinbo on Nov 7, 2009 21:44:58 GMT -6
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Kealey looked down at the folded paper in her hand and adjusted her messenger bag as she made her way down the street towards the third address she’d circled in the newspaper. The two apartment she’d looked at before had been nice, but full of hidden charges on the rent. Kealey still just worked at the library, she didn’t exactly have money to throw around. Space was a necessity, though. Especially now that she was expected to actually make things. Jacen understood. At least he said he did, and that was enough for Kealey right now.
This area of town wasn’t exactly familiar to Kealey and as she made her way down the streets she made note of different landmarks so that if she came back again, she’d be able to tell where she was. There weren’t many people around and the blond counted that as a blessing since she was trying to follow directions. All the confusion from others’ emotions made that hard to do sometimes.
Down the street she walked, further and further, noting the slightly more dingy buildings that were cropping up as she went. Maybe this wasn’t going to be the best place to find a new apartment. A sign caught Kealey’s eye and she stopped, head tilted as she read the words in neon tubing that was not lit up. The sign said “Medium” and something tickled at the back of Kealey’s mind. A double date and talk of a shop, maybe in this area of town? Kealey moved forward, intending to enter, but stopped at a sign that said, “Closed until Further Notice.” Kealey peeked inside, the decoration defnitely rang of the occult, but there was nobody there.
Shrugging after looking for a moment, Kealey turned down the street and made her way a couple more blocks until she found herself standing in front of what appeared to be a clinic. She checked the newspaper ad, then a second time to be sure she had the right address. She did. The building was more than one story. It stood to reason that there could be apartments on top.
In the door Kealey went, finding herself in what appeared to be the waiting room of a doctor’s office. Nobody was there. ”Hello” she called, walking a little further in and checking the paper again, ”Hello! I’m here about an apartment?”
Gray's Anatomy. It was akin to a steamy romance novel to Garrett, with its images and descriptions of major nerve bundles. he had English Lit to work on, but no story was as fascinating as the one he was a part of. He was stretched out on his treasured leather sofa, procured from the Sanctuary a few weeks earlier. The apartment was bare , for the most part, short of a large framed print of Alex Grey's "The Theologue" over the sofa. There weren't many boxes, as Garrett had never bothered with buying things yet. Everything had been a blur lately and it was nice to just veg out on the couch and do little to nothing.
Even his new computer sat disassembled, something he had planned initially to set up right away for study. With Maya and Sebastian gone or busy and no new tenants, the building was terribly silent. So terrible that Garrett considered even dozing off in the few sparing moments of peace he was given on occasion. To avoid missing potential clients or tenants, he had the foresight to rig a motion detector by the door which pinged a tone in his room upstairs when the front door was opened. this quiet tone now was louder than he liked as it jarred him from the gray haze between wakefulness and sleep.
Wearing a green button down long sleeved shirt and blue jeans, Garrett walked barefoot down the stairs to the back door of the clinic. Whoever it was would have to forgive his unusual sloppy look, as he was just irritated enough to be awakened. Walking down the hall, he noticed an Irish accent, one he had heard before in another clinical environment. Surely it wasn't, but then it was. Kealey Quinn, the lovely woman he had helped to the Sanctuary after her run in with some madman. her scar was unnoticeable, a testament ot his burgeoning skills as well as the overall beauty of her face. " An apartment, eh? I am glad you aren't here to get stitched up again. Good to see you again, Miss Quinn."
Posted by Kealey Shinbo on Nov 8, 2009 0:22:24 GMT -6
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When nobody answered, Kealey shifted her feet nervously on the clean tile floor of the clinic waiting room. There was someone there, Kealey could feel them. They had been calm, very calm, and now they were irritated. Kealey almost left when she felt that, but since they were moving in her direciton, she decided that she would stick it out. At least to apologize for interrupting if nothing else.
Surprise came next, then…familiarity? Kealey’s brows drew together, then rose as a delighted smile crossed her features. ”Garrett!” she exclaimed, as he appeared and she laughed and shook her head when he commented that he was glad she was there for the apartment as opposed to seeking treatment. ”I’m glad too. That was an…interesting night to say the least.” she said, shaking her head slowly and remembering. Interesting…that was a good word for it.
The initial re-introduction out of the way, Kealey had to shake her head at the entire situation. It was always amazing to her how even in a city the size of New York, the world could be so small. Sometimes it felt like everyone knew everyone else, no matter how unlikely the connections seemed. That reminded something of Kealey and the smile slid from her face rather quickly. Venus. Venus had said that Garrett shot his sister…there had been menace there. Lots of menace. Yet, here Garrett was, smiling and seemingly at ease in the middle of a city where…lots of the woman’s brothers lived. Kealey tilted her head, it wasn’t a proper thing to bring up so immediately. There were too many other coincidences to address.
”So how are you?” she said, rubbing her hands together and adjusting her bag so that it hung on her hip more comfortably. ”Is all of this yours?”
Everyone was happy. Garrett wasn't so annoyed at being awakened now. Kealey was more than pleasant on her own, but whatever she had done to him back at the Informary had left a kind of magic inside of him,. It made her seem like a lighthouse or beacon in the darkness of his inky mind. Pleasantries exchanged and friends reunited, he could see that a moment of awkward silence was more than likely abuzz with mental rundowns.
Miss Quinn tilted her head like a bird, appearing as if she wanted to communicate some of these thoughts to him. Some thing must have spooked her, as she settled with the perfectly normal How are you?, perhaps to find out the things she had chosen not to ask. Either way, it was still a lovely distraction from ...what was it? Oh, right. Sleep. Was all of this his? That would be interesting if it was, to luxuriate and sleep and have others do the work while he went on a honeymoon. Nope, just the industrious laborer, the drone.
" Hardly." He added a chuckle, stifling it from the maniacal cackle had once enjoyed. " This is all the property of Sebastian Csendes. Do you know him? The pleasant unicorn man? I guess his fiance will have part of it too, since laws generally work that way. I am in a partnership with him as far as the Clinic goes. I am in medical school to become a doctor, though our gifts combined can do more than most clinical work could." He actually stopped and took a breath. " Of course, you came here looking for apartments. We have some upstairs, if you would like to take a look. Newly renovated and roomy. The Csendes' live in one, I live in another, which leaves a few more." He smiled and waited to listen to see if the thoughts decided to emerge yet.
Posted by Kealey Shinbo on Nov 12, 2009 17:40:49 GMT -6
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The business wasn’t Garrett’s and Kealey shook her head slowly when he asked if she knew of the person who was. ”I don’t think I’ve met him before.” she said, shaking her head slowly and still running through names and faces in her mind. ”I meet a lot of people…but if he was one of them, he’s not sticking out in my mind.”
Something Garrett said about the man made Kealey raise her eyebrow, ”Unicorn man? Then definitely, no, I’ve not met him. I think I definitely would have remembered.”
Garrett was in medical school and Kealey nodded her head, if an occupation made sense, it was Garrett as a doctor. He’d been so clinical and professional as he’d stitched up her forehead, what he said about his gifts going further than clinical experience made sense as well. That night was fuzzy, but Kealey could remember the numbing effect that Garrett’s powers had had on the gash in her forehead.
”If his powers work anything like yours do, it’s a wonder either of you even feel the need to have a medical degree.” She said, looking around at the neat little clinic and wondering if this was what it always looked like during business hours.
Garrett pointed out that the apartments were upstairs and that they were newly refurbished and roomy and Kealey nodded her head, having almost completely forgotten that she was there to see about an apartment. There was a new feeling in Garrett…it was something like suspicion, but not as intense as suspicion usually was. It wasn’t curiosity either…but kind of like that.
”I did come here to look at an apartment. Roomy sounds good too…that’s why I’m leaving my current place. I need enough space to work on my things for school. I’m not doing anything as ambitious as medical school…but my materials for design school are taking up more space than I could imagine.”
That was enough explanation for the moment and Kealey tilted her head, still curious and she frowned before speaking. Kealey had never been one to keep her thoughts to herself, and this wasn’t the time to start, ”To be honest, I’m a little surprised to see you here at all. A friend of mine seemed to think you’d disappeared and wouldn’t be back around here. In fact, he got rather upset with me when I spoke in your defense.”
Someone didn't know Sebastian. Now that was something of interest to Garrett. He liked the guy, who wouldn't? Still, the fact that Kealey had no idea who he was was a nice change of things, for some reason. No time for psychotherapy, Doc. Let's stick with the making nice. " Sebastian is the most amazing and powerful healer I have ever met. Not that I have met many. Still, though, his efficiency and speed are truly phenomenal. Hopefully, you woill never need his services." Garrett's thoughts descended to the steel rod that was still attached to the bones of his leg.
Her attentions were drawn to the clinic as Garrett began to move them toward the back of the building, where the stairs for the apartments were. " In a perfect world, we probably wouldn't need degrees. However, in this world of buraeucracy, to maintain a clinic, someone needs some kind of license. Also, Sebastian can't cure diseases or extract bullets and other foreign substances from people. Neither of us can cure colds,o rwe wouldn't have to do much of anything anymore." He grinned at the thought of not working and just laying around like a slug. It seemed appealing. She mentiined her own dreams of design school as they reached the back door, which Garrett unlocked for them.
Opening the door for her, the staircase ascended to a hallway where the apartments were located. "Design school? That seems like a work of passion. I can only respect that. I've seen enough Project Runway to know that your own undertaking is just as ambitious. " Tim Gunn. What a hoot. Everything was going wonderfully until Miss Quinn mentioned what could have only been the emerging thought process from before. It was no surprise really that word had gotten around. The surprise was that Kealey was friends with the big red apes. Perhaps she had stayed at the Sanctuary longer than he had paid attention.
" I take it you have several large, red friends that all look alike? Your friends almost beat me to death with their bare hands after I shot their sister." He let the door close behind them once she had passed through, taking a moment to clarify things before they continued up the stairs. "It's all very complex and also very simple. Your friends and their friends at the Order were developing a virus that they planned to release on the world. A virus developed by experimentation on a mutant, no less. Anyway, this virus would have killed millions of humans and made mutants go crazy, enhancing their powers while letting them off their moral leashes. I doubt they mentioned that. So, Syn, the former leader over there and sister to the big red apes, held on to the virus source sample and the keys to the labs where the airborne strain was housed. I demanded that the virus be destroyed. She refused. I asked her for those keys and she said no. So, I chose her life over millions of innocent ones. I'd do it again today." He stood still for a moment, allowing the revelation to sink in. Truth always took longer to settle.
A smile regained its home on Garrett's face. " If it's any consolation, Syn is not dead. I have explained this to them, but they are too dense to listen. Sebastian said she wasn't injured at all and if she was, he would have healed her. So, I didn't actually kill anyone. I hope it won't affect your decision about the apartment. They are upstairs, if you would like to see." He waited patiently, ready to escort her to the door if his news was too heavy for such a light soul.
Posted by Kealey Shinbo on Nov 25, 2009 18:10:19 GMT -6
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So this Sebastian was a healer, Kealey wracked her brain trying to figure out if he was someone she’d heard any of her friends in the mutant community mention but came up blank. She could still feel the surprise from Garrett at the revelation and she smiled slightly, ”Well, if he’s that amazing, I’d love to meet him some time. I’ve never seen anyone who could heal at a touch. I could only imagine what the nuns at my convent would have thought. They thought I was something special. They’d have thought he was the second coming.” Kealey realized she was rambling and shut her mouth with an audible click of the teeth. It was something she still did.
Kealey’s eyes widened slightly as Garrett explained that in a perfect world they wouldn’t need degrees. They were moving through the clinic now and Kealey followed Garrett, watching as he unlocked the back door and revealed a staircase. Kealey nodded her head as understanding dawned, the apartments were above the clinic. That’s how things had been in Dublin, many shops with apartments over top of them. She laughed as she went through the door and nodded her head, ” Labor of love…that’s definitely the phrase for it…and I’ve seen project runway and I can promise you Garrett…it’s nowhere that glamorous.”
He handled her question well and as Garrett explained, Kealey’s eyes widened until she figured they had to be the size of dinner plates. Everything Garrett said was true, just like everything that Venus had said was true also. There had been a virus out there that could amplify mutant powers, ”That…that’s awful….the virus…I can’t even imagine….” she said, swallowing a shudder than rolled through her body at the thought of what that would be like. It took her a moment to pull herself together after that and after running a hand through her blond hair, she smiled a little, ”I knew there was some sort of misunderstanding. I tried to explain to Venus how there had to be…but he wasn’t so sure. He did promise me to ask questions first though.” Kealey tilted her head slightly, ”My immediate thought was to try to clear things up, but in hind sight, I don’t think I’ll mention knowing where you are if he’s trolling the waters at my fashion school again.”
Garrett pointed out that he hoped his actions hadn’t affected her decision about the apartment and Kealey smiled and shook her head, ”Of course not.” she said softly, ”Sometimes we have to do the right thing, even if it involves doing the wrong thing. It’s not my place to judge anyway, that’s between you and the Almighty.” she smiled, more warmly this time, ”You said the apartments are upstairs? How many are there and are there many other tennants?”
Kealey's explanation of herself and the convent put an irresistible need to giggle in Garrett's gut. If the religious ideological ramifications of a mythical creature healing wasn't enough for a week of stories, the idea of Sebastian in the proximity of so many virgins could fill the rest of the year with them. Project Runway not glamorous? It made sense. It looked like a hell of a lot of work as well. She had lovely fingers and eyes, so it probably wasn't nearly as bad as she made it out to be.
Her explanation of her friendship with Venus..heh, friendship...and his needs concerning Garrett's whereabouts and reasoning only brought more smiles to his lips. " For a bunch of clones, all joined at the soul, you'd think those apes would speak to each other more often. I do appreciate your concern for me, Kealey. I think it's sweet. However, if Venus or any of the other clones want to know where I am or what I am up to, they can just come down here and find out like any other person would do. I think all that gargantuan strength left them lacking in the brain department."
He was happy to hear that all of the recent drama and revelation hadn't swayed her from living there. That was a good sign.”Sometimes we have to do the right thing, even if it involves doing the wrong thing. It’s not my place to judge anyway, that’s between you and the Almighty.” Another fine way of looking at things. The destruction of Haywire and the shooting of Syn both fell into the category of right things and wrong things for the right reasons. Garrett decided to avoid any mention of lack of belief of Almighty's. At least until the contracts were signed."" You said the apartments are upstairs? How many are there and are there many other tennants?"
They made their way up the stairs, Garrett leading. He was the one showing and plus he didn't want to get caught watching her ascend before him. Ladies first, without any nobility in the idea, was just a bit of scumbaggery. Arriving at the hallway that the stairs opened to, he did his best to play Realtor without sounding too desperate. " Well, there are three to the right and two to the left. On the right we have Maya and Sebastian in that one and myself across the hall from them. The other one vacant on this end is a one bedroom. To the left is a large two bedroom and another one bedroom. I believe I am holding the big one for Pluto, as I doubt he would fit anywhere else. So, I suppose that means I have two left out of five."
Posted by Kealey Shinbo on Dec 3, 2009 20:01:29 GMT -6
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Kealey’s brows drew together when Garrett referred to Venus and his brothers as apes. The two she’d met, Venus and Mars, had been almost nothing but polite. Not ape-like at all. She didn’t say anything though, there was obviously history here, bad history. Kealey liked both parties, so taking sides was a no-no, all she’d end up doing was constantly meddling. Kealey simply hmmm’d at the other revelations. Garret had said they’d nearly beaten him to death. If they deserved anyone’s ire, it was his.
Kealey did chuckle when Garrett said that if they wanted to find him, they could simply come and find him like everyone else. ”I think they’re probably just biased towards family like everyone else.” she said quietly, ”I know that if I still had a sister and someone tried to hurt her…I’d probably react pretty violently, no matter how valid their reasons were.”
Garrett was pleased by what she had said before, about things that had to be done. That made her smile, she wasn’t here to chastise, lecture, or otherwise upset Garrett. If anything she wanted, and owed him the exact opposite. Garrett had saved her life that night in the subway, and treated her so nicely afterwards. He was her friend, just like Venus.
Up the stairs they went, and again Kealey marveled slightly at New York’s architecture. There were buildings within buildings within buildings, and apartments on top!
They made it to the appropriate floor, and Garrett explained the layout of the apartments and how many of them were left. Kealey nodded her head and filed each piece of information away. There were two one-bedrooms. Kealey wondered if they were each the same size and shape, a lot of times buildings like this had a mod-podge of different floor layouts. Another thing amazing about buildings in New York.
”Everything looks so nice.” She said softly, tilting her head and looking down the hallway, ”I’ll probably need to see whatever is your smallest and most reasonably priced. I’m still in school…and the library is a good job…but it doesn’t always pay the bills as well as I‘d like..”
Garrett could tell that Kealey was genuinely fond of the clones, as she made no mention either in their defense nor to attack them. This also sprung the possibility upon him that she might genuinely like him too. That would be a happy bonus.”I think they’re probably just biased towards family like everyone else. I know that if I still had a sister and someone tried to hurt her…I’d probably react pretty violently, no matter how valid their reasons were.” Garrett mulled over that idea a bit, chewing the gristle from it in his mind. " I suppose that's valid. Of course, I doubt your sister could rip someone's limbs off with their bare hands like Syn could. At the time it occurred, I had no other recourse to ensure that mutant lives were protected. Anyway, enough old business."
Kealey seemed to look up and down the halls attentively as Garrett spoke of the current arrangements. He agreed with her on how nice it all was. Sebastian had done an excellent job with the renovation and it made him feel obligated to have the place filled and staffed by the time the lovebirds returned from wherever they cavorted off to. " I’ll probably need to see whatever is your smallest and most reasonably priced. I’m still in school…and the library is a good job…but it doesn’t always pay the bills as well as I‘d like..” So, was this a moment in the stream? A place and time where coincidence gave way to show its true face of destiny? Some well placed words would do the deed.
Garrett began walking toward the unit on his end of the hall, finding its door and unlocking it from his small ring of keys. Pushing the door open, he made a slight flourish with his hand for Kealey to have a look. " I think they are nearly identical in square footage. Outside of the communal laundry, all of the appliances are present and ready to go. Sebastian has gobs of money, so I wouldn't sweat it too much. If you feel obligated to make some sort of arrangement, I'm sure the Clinic could use a receptionist or clerk. Someone to do paperwork and answer phones, that sort of thing. If nothing else, I am sure your gifts would be welcome in certain cases." He remained silent for a moment or two to allow her to absorb the possible home, to try it on.
Posted by Kealey Shinbo on Dec 5, 2009 11:33:39 GMT -6
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Garrett pointed out that Kealey’s sister had probably lacked some of the talent that Venus and his brothers’ sister had possessed and Kealey shrugged her shoulders, ”Nobody will ever know.” Garrett suggested movement from old business though, and Kealey nodded her head enthusiastically, ”Indeed, more than enough old business.”
Garrett was pleased about something, Kealey wasn’t sure exactly what, but his mood made it easy to move on from the subject of dead and damaged sisters and on to the task at hand, finding an apartment that suited her needs…and budget. Garrett was thoughtful now, and Kealey tiled her head to the side again as she looked at him. As always, the mood was contagious, and she found herself wondering what a strange conglomeration of people were going to find themselves living together in this seemingly pristine little corner of the world.
Garrett spoke again, as to the price of living in a place like this and Kealey’s eyes widened slightly. It sounded almost like he was offering her the place at a pittance. The blond swallowed a sudden lump in her throat as her cheeks colored darkly. ”I didn’t mean that I can’t fend for myself.” she said, maybe just a bit primly, but something else Garrett had said stuck in her mind as well, ”Though you say that you may need some help around the clinic?”
He said that her talents could be useful, that was some kind of problem, ”I may be able to help as a clerk…but my other…talents aren’t good for much of anything. Thank you though.”
Old business moved on from. An excellent end as a portent to a newer beginning. Something, however, was amiss. It seemed as if something he had said about the price of the place had put Miss Quinn off a peg. Her eyes widened to the size of saucers and an audible gulp could be heard in the spacious area. "I didn’t mean that I can’t fend for myself." It seemed he had made some faux pas that he was generally unaware of. If he were offered to stay somewhere for next to nothing, there would be no reason to say it twice. Garrett would already be locking the door and wishing you well. " No, no of course not. I simply meant that the rent is negotiable, based on what you can afford. We would rather house someone and take a loss than think of someone cold in the streets."
It seemed a fair enough mending. His social game was obviously lacking. That, or he was generally apathetic. Tomato tomahtoe.”Though you say that you may need some help around the clinic?” aha. A ray of light. A way to turn things around and begin climbing toward mutual agreement once more. Never would Garrett squander such an opportunity. " Yes indeed. Of course, you can see how terribly busy we are. But the thought of someone taking phone calls and sending faxes and the like seems prudent. It keeps Sebastian in the clinic healing." And gives me plenty of free time to stay on course with my own agendas.
It seemed to be a no go on the emotional work. That was okay. It seemed to Garrett that Kealey lacked the training or experience with her gift for it to be of the use that it could be. Perhaps this whole work and living arrangement could help him to gain her trust. Then he could help her help herself. Until then, it was strictly time to make some decisions. " We can either offer you pay for the job or it can just come out of your rent. I suspect that Sebastian would be most agreeable in the situation. You will really have to meet him and Maya when they return from their honeymoon. I'm sure you will love them. So, what do you think? About the place, the job, global warming?" He chuckled a bit and fashioned a fairly genuine grin as he waited for her response.
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Garrett seemed puzzled by Kealey’s need to fend for herself, at least if his emotions were any kind of indicator as he explained what he‘d meant. She smiled a rueful little smile and shook her head slightly. ”I didn’t mean to be so defensive.” she explained cheeks pinking up slightly, ”People have a tendency to think I need taken care of…”
The rest of his comment was a little more difficult to explain away, ”And it’s not that I’d be out in the street…I’ve sort of got a….roommate. I just need some space of my own.”
They apparently needed help in the clinic, though, and Kealey nodded her head slowly as Garrett explained what she could do to earn some of her keep. Mentally doing the math the blond figured she could fit work at the library, work at the clinic, and schoolwork into her time. That further complicated the situation with her roommate, but they weren’t spending much time together lately anyway. It was something to worry about another time. That was for sure.
Garret’s options seemed like good ones and Kealey nodded curtly in what she hoped came across as a decisive way. ”I think deductions from the rent would be the least complex way to go about doing things. I’m well versed with faxes and the like, and cataloguing. That’s pretty much what I do all day in the library. Would it be acceptable if I need to work around that schedule?” it was probably going to have to be a necessary evil to keep that job. With school bills and rent, Kealey figured that money was going to be tight.
Garrett was smiling at her as he pointed out that she really did need to meet the other partner in this business and his…wife….they were on their honeymoon. His emotions didn’t seem quite as genuine as the headlight mimicking grin. ”I’m sure they’re delightful.” Kealey said politely with a slight inclination of her head, then smiled at Garrett again, she really was genuinely glad to see him.
”I was planning on a whole day of apartment hunting…but I don’t think I need to go any further. Where can I sign some paperwork?”
It already seemed sealed up by Kealey's general demeanor and optimism in regard to the premise set before her. She chimed in on her own defensiveness, to which Garrett observed with partial raised eyebrow. He wondered why she felt the need to explain herself so often. Was it a good trait, a sheltered trait, or a simple Kealey Quinn trait? Just like Tootsie Roll Pops, the world may never know. An interesting point seemed ot be the mention of a roomate. " Do you mean, a roomate that you live with now or one that you are bringing along? I don't have any rules over it, just generally curious, since I live here as well. Good to know your neighbors, right?"
Her knowledge of clerical skills and the way around a typical office gave Garrett some enthusiasm. He would have really taken a warm body with a speaking voice over his own wasted days at the desk. It seemed she might very well take care of most of the gruntwork all on her own. Most excellent. ' You are the one on the schedule, so it is yours to shape as you see fit. Until Sebastian returns, there aren't a whole lot of things for you to do, so just make yourself at home and get acquainted, I suppose." Walking with her, he made his way to his own apartment for the keys.
”I was planning on a whole day of apartment hunting…but I don’t think I need to go any further. Where can I sign some paperwork?” Garrett chuckled a bit as he opened his own door, grabbing the key ring and slowly working the key to her apartment off the ring." I don't really have much in the way of paperwork. We'll just have to rely on the honor system to get by. When Sebastian returns and some healing can commence, I'm sure they will get all of that straightened out." With a silent 'Aha', he freed the key from its family on the ring, gingerly handing it over to Miss Quinn. " Welcome to the neighborhood, Kealey. Just try to remember to keep things locked up until there is more activity here. Hate for them to return to find the place vandalized or burglarized. Otherwise, enjoy yourself."
