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.
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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 Pharoah Dynasty
An ancient sorceress is on a quest to bring her long-lost warrior-king to the modern era in a bid for global domination. Can the heroes of the modern world stop her before all is lost?
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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 Luke Jacobs on Dec 5, 2008 13:38:18 GMT -6
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"You're choice Sara." Luke replied tiredly before lifting the mug to his lips and draining the last of his tea.
"If you'll excuse me," He spoke again as he slowly stood back up to his feet, "I believe I'll be going to bed. If you need them there are some extra blankets and probably even a pillow or tool in first closet you find in the kitchen."
While Sara said whatever good nights she might choose to he walked toward the kitchen and filled it with a little bit of water before placing it in the sink. He didn't feel like washing it tonight and at least with some water in it nothing would dry out and remain cemented to the cup.
"Night Sara... sleep well." Luke said as he walked back through the living room and into the guest bedroom. As he halfway closed the door behind him Luke breathed a sigh of relief... at least he was done with Sara for tonight.
As he walked toward the bed the blind man suddenly stooped down, picking up a lacy piece of fabric that was partially hidden by the bed's skirting. It was the same garment that had been so important in the earlier part of the evening. "You did look beautiful tonight Raina..." Luke murmured quietly and just a little wistfully as he made his way over to the spare dresser. After folding and placing the garment carefully in the drawer he made his way over to the bed and after stuffing his shirt under the pillow slipped into the covers. Normally he would have slept in only his boxers but with two ladies in the house he thought it best to keep his slacks on... plus he was just to tired to bother with taking them off. A few moments after his head touched the pillow sleep took him to places a person could never visit for real.
*** (OOC: Werecat, it's up to you if Sara gets up first or if Luke does. If you want to get up first then just put it in your post otherwise I'll have the blind avenger get up and start on breakfast.)
Posted by rainewater on Dec 5, 2008 14:44:12 GMT -6
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OOC: screw you guys! Im waking up first! LOL <3
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Raina hardly felt being picked up and put in the large comfy bed though little details did seem to meet her unconscious mind: she was warm, snug, and everything smelled nice.
She slept for hours comfortably dreaming of this and that until the hint of a nightmare jogged her awake. She sat up for a moment trying to take in the room and realize where she was. Luke must have brought her here. Which meant Sara was in the guest room! She looked around for the clock but only felt Luke's so she turned the volume down and hit the big red button.
"The time is five hours seven minutes AM" said the robotic voice. Raina gave a shake.
"Well, I can at least check if Sara stayed." she told herself getting up and going to the bathroom connected to Luke's room. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and had to stifle a laugh. As silly as she looked, Luke's clothes were comfy.
She padded quietly out of the bedroom without looking around. It was still dark and sounded windy. She didn't want to wake Luke up off the couch.
She eased open the guest room door and peaked in. There was someone there that was for sure. That's when she spyed half of what she was wearing earlier on the floor. That was totally embaressing.
The lacy material gleamed up at her from a patch of light that spilled in from the window incriminatingly. She bit her lip and as quietly as she could dropped to all fours.
OK, this was easy right? Get in, grab the bra... stash it somewhere nearby or under the bed or something, get out and back into her room all without waking up the sleeping cat who could likely hear everything! Easy right?
She skidded across as quietly as she could and upon retrieval of the garment stood up without thinking. That's when she saw Luke in the bed and let out a sigh of relief. Sara must have left or taken the couch.
She smiled to herself looking at Luke sleep. What a gentlmen! And men deserved to know when they were doing a good job. It wasn't always the norm. She pulled back the covers on the far end of the bed where Luke wasn't occupying and slid in as quietly and motionlessly as someone getting into a bed could. She nuzzled into his back and wrapped an arm around his shoulder sleepily. "I had a bad dream" she whispered. "I'm staying here"
Sara was silent in the good night wishes. She gave Luke a nod, forgetting he couldn’t see her nod, then feeling too foolish to say something in return, after the pause.
The couch was comfortable, but Sara lay on it, Staring at the ceiling, for over an hour. Every now and then she glanced at the window, to see the weather, but the weather was only getting worst. So Sara just sort of lay there, trying to quiet her mind. Her last thoughts were on that possible job. Before she slipped off to sleep.
She started the night with her arm, under her head and neck and the other over her eyes. Her feet stretched over the armrest of the couch. As the night progressed, she awoke off and on, slipping in and out of various dreams, waking, then slipping back into the light sleep. Sara had never been a deep sleeper, but the light rest was adequate, and in most of her situations, being alight sleeper was an asset.
She drifted out of sleep, when she heard a mechanical voice state the time, in the other room. Some where in the night, she’d turned on her side, on the couch, facing the back, and her knees were pulled up to her stomach. She lifted her head, glancing over her shoulder, as her tail twitched.
She heard Raina speak softly and Sara folded herself back into the couch cushions. Confirming that things were safe, and none of her business. Sara’s ear folded back, against her hair, and rested her upper arm over her head, in an attempt to block out the sounds. She drifted back into a light sleep.
Posted by Luke Jacobs on Dec 6, 2008 8:29:11 GMT -6
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The sun shone down brightly on the yacht as it gently bobbed up and down on the calm sea. A light breeze rustled through Luke's hair as he lay stretched out on a deck chair in just his swim trunks. The taste of salt was on his lips and the blind man couldn't imagine a more perfect day.
Looking over to the chair beside him, Luke enjoyed what was probably the best sight around him. The woman's toned legs were crossed at the ankles and he could easily be lost in the curves and musculature of her beautiful legs. Covered by just a small two-piece bikini a lot of skin was left bare and he was enjoying every every inch of it.
The boat began to rock a little more strongly as some heavier waves moved past. She was beautiful... just beautiful. From the tip of her toes to her flame red hair she was an exceptional woman.
***
When most people sleep, their eyes close in order to help the mind relax. Luke was no different in the fact that his sonar would shut down when he fell asleep so when a hand touched his arm he was instantly awake with his heart beating fast.
"Someone's here..." The thought flashed through his mind as his muscles tensed. Before he could react a certain scent wafted through his nostrils.
"Raina..." He thought as she nuzzled up against his back.
"I had a bad dream, I'm staying here"
Luke's lips curled in a small smile as he kept the sonar from reactivating. He didn't need to see her right this moment... her scent and touch was more than enough. Slowly rolling onto his back Luke slipped his arm around the young woman and pulled her closer so that her head could lay on his chest.
"I'd love for you to stay... the spot's yours whenever you want it... anytime." Luke murmured sleepily, already beginning to drift off as he continued to breathe in the scent of Raina's hair. This was how it was meant to be... this is how he wanted things to be between the two of them.
***
Luke didn't know exactly what time it was when he finally woke up... knowing his normal sleep pattern it was probably 10:00 or 11:00 a.m. He normally slept about 6 hours and he had gone to bed somewhere around 4:00. Raina's interruption shouldn't have disrupted the pattern to much but without the clock in his master bedroom he had no way to know for sure.
For several minutes he lay there, just listening to Raina's steady breathing as she continued to sleep. Tilting his head to press a kiss against the top of Raina's head Luke slowly pulled his arm out from under and slipped out of the covers.
"Sleep well beautiful." Luke murmured quietly before grabbing his shirt and then slowly walking out into the living room. The blind man kept his sonar carefully controlled so that it didn't even touch the couch. If Sara was still there he didn't want to disrupt her sleep and if she wasn't there he didn't really care to know.
Moving as quietly as possible through the kitchen Luke popped some biscuits out of their can (ooc: yes... he uses canned biscuits!) and threw them in the oven followed minutes later by two skillets on the oven. One with bacon and one with scrambled eggs. Within the next ten to twenty minutes the scent of breakfast foods cooking began to fill the apartment.
Posted by rainewater on Dec 6, 2008 19:12:32 GMT -6
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Raina stirred and reached around to find she was alone in the bed. She yawned and sat up stretching, 11am wow she slept in for a while. She slipped out of the bed groggily and headed to the bathroom. Once inside she did her best with her pile of hair and washed her face with rubbing alcohol and brushed her teeth. Then she went searching for the clothes she'd brought with her and managed to find her pair of jeans and black "hey Luke shirt" from the evening before. She shrugged to herself and pulled it all on hopping while trying to get the jeans.
She gave another stretch and headed out of the guestroom. The smell of eggs and bacon wafter over her and her mouth began to salivate. "Mmm..." she murmered stepping out in the direction of the kitchen and the living room. "Sara!" she called excitedly running and jumping on the couch probably landing on part of the cat woman. "yaaay!" she called like a kid. "Luke made us breakfast" she grinned from ear to ear looking a little cat like herself.
This was Raina at her best, playful, silly, and loveable. She flashed a smile at Luke. "Hey Luke, Like my shirt?" she teased.
Knowing she'd spend the night in his bed was like a little secret that she had to rub in just a little.
With being the light sleeper, there wasn’t much Sara was missing, but she decided to keep her mouth shut on the subject. Twice, Sara got up, and looked around the living room, She spotted the books Raina had bought Luke, and chose to pick up the brail dictionary. She ran a digit over one page, but couldn’t put together the feeling of the different dots with the words. She could see them just not connecting the different shapes the raised dots made, some bigger some smaller, with the letters they were supposed to represent. After a little while, Sara set the dictionary back down, and tried to settle into the couch again. She took note of the other things as well that Raina had left in the living room. She wasn’t sure what she had else where. Sara sighed. Yeah the timing had been really bad.
She settled herself back on the couch, curling back up again, and listening to the sounds of Luke’s living room. She was trying to sleep, and some rest was happening, but Sara hadn’t really slept in a designated room, since the camps. Still felt odd, plus her body wasn’t really ready to slow down till 7 am came around.
.. .. ..
Sara felt her cochins drifting back to being alert when someone entered the living room, from the guest bedroom. By the beat of the way they walked, it was Luke. Sara laid still on the couch, till she felt fully awake. Not really wanting to start up a conversation. Instead she pushed her upper body up, so she could watch Luke in the kitchen, and listen some more, as he made Breakfast, that started to smell better and better by the second.
She heard Raina running water, somewhere behind her, in the bathroom, and she leaned her shoulders and head against the arm rest.
"Sara!"
Sara smirked, when Raina made her running jump. Sara’s tail flexed, and curled, off of the couch, out of Raina’s way, but her Right Leg, didn’t. instead her legs just sank deeper into the cushion, when Raina’s light weight came down. Didn’t hurt, and Sara laughed at Raina. Reminding her of a kid, at the park, she sometimes observed. Sara sat up, and the light blanket she had chosen, slide down, her smooth tank top. She picked up the pillow under her shoulder, and smacked Raina with it. Lightly smacking her of course. “Nice to see you’re a morning person too.” She remembered how cheerful Luke sounded when he called her on his cell phone at a freakishly annoying time called 6 am. True, this was when Sara normally got up, but they had all gone to bed at about the same time.
Sara was most definitely not looking her best. Her fur on her cheek was rubbed in the opposite direction that it was supposed to go, and her hair, hadn’t been brushed. Not that Raina had never scene the site at the camps. Hey! It’s hard to get ready and look this great in the morning, with brushing one’s hair didn’t just include the top of their head, but their entire body. Sara ran her fingers over her cheek, smoothing her fur down, so it felt right. Then started finger combing her longer hair. “Breakfast smells great.” She called out to Luke, who really, probably didn’t have trouble hearing her. Though one furry, unkept, eye brow raised, when Raina mentioned her shirt.
Posted by Luke Jacobs on Dec 7, 2008 9:07:22 GMT -6
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The ladies were awake and Sara hadn't tried to talk to him before Raina came out. It looked like the day was definitely starting with a positive note. Of course it would have been starting on a much higher note if Sara hadn't even been there but as the old saying went, "Baggers can't be choosers." At least he was spending time with Raina, no matter who was around.
"Sara! Yaaay! Luke made us breakfast." Raina called out in an excited voice as she ran and jump onto the couch. She sounded so much like an excited little girl right at that moment and Luke couldn't help but smile. Seeing Raina this comfortable and this... happy was such a nice thing that it almost made up for what had been interrupted the previous night... almost.
“Breakfast smells great.” Sara called out a few moments later. While her voice was not nearly as bubbly as Raina's it was at least positive sounding. Maybe their grudges had been laid aside for at least a little while.
"It's nothing fancy but I hope you both like it!" Luke called back as he flipped the bacon over with a pair of tongs to make sure it browned evenly on both sides.
"Hey Luke, Like my shirt?" Raina called out again, her voice playful and teasing all at once. Reflexively the blind man extended his sonar, sweeping over the two women for a brief moment before bringing it back in tight around himself so that it wouldn't bother his feline... guest.
"I feel extra special whenever you wear it." Luke called back in an equally playful voice as he grabbed the second skillet and put the eggs into a serving bowl. After grabbing the biscuits out of the oven he placed the pan on top of an oven mitt so that they could cool off a bit. Moving to the fridge he pulled out butter, strawberry jam, and then after retrieving a bottle of honey from the cabinet walked over and placed the items on the small table he had in the kitchen. While normally there were only two chairs up against it he had pulled out an extra chair from the closet and created a cozy little place for the three of them to breakfast.
"If you two ladies would like to come in and sit down, I think everything is about ready!" Luke called out as he walked around, grabbing salt, pepper, and three plates which he promptly placed on the table along with forks and knives.
"You just have to tell me your beverage of choice... water, milk, or orange juice."
Once the drink orders had been given Luke put the slices of bacon on a serving plate, and put all of the biscuits in another serving bowl. Balancing them carefully he walked over and placed the food down in the center of the table.
"I hope everything looks acceptable." He said with a slight grin, "Help yourself."
Posted by rainewater on Dec 8, 2008 7:15:57 GMT -6
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"If you two ladies would like to come in and sit down, I think everything is about ready!"
Raina was so excited, She'd had a great date last night despite the little interruption, she had a great sleep, and now she was waking up with one of her best friends and boy- er.. well.. whatever Luke was, to a big breakfast!
As she trotted over toward the table her mind caught up with her for a second. Was Luke her boyfriend? What constituted someone becoming a boyfriend? She was thinking on that for a moment and though being her usual cheerful self it was easy to see she was deep in thought. "Mmm smells good." she said again.
"You just have to tell me your beverage of choice... water, milk, or orange juice."
Raina was still thinking as she sat down and had Luke not been here she'd cut right to the chase and ask Sara about this subject. "OJ sounds great!" she answered.
"I hope everything looks acceptable." He said with a slight grin, "Help yourself."
Raina nodded. "It 'looks' more than acceptable Mr. pretend-you-can't-see" she teased. It surely didn't look like a blind man had prepared it. "it's fantastic." she reached for her fork and scooped some eggs quickly into her mouth and made a noise of satisfaction "and tastes even better! I'm surprised we didn't meet you in an alternate universe as the world's greatest chef!" she commended.
It was surreal for the three of them to be sitting around the table like this again- like the day they'd met. She felt like she'd made a connection with Luke right then and there.
but this boyfriend business was bothering her. Like many a girl, Raina couldn't help but fall victim to the label hunting. Were they dating? Seriously? casually? Was he just her date? her boyfriend? her buddy-with-benifits? She almost snorted her juice out when that thought came to mind. Sure, he did appear like a playboy to most... but Raina knew better.
Still... how was she supposed to figure this out? She'd have to ask him. That presented an even more worrisom kunundrum. (sp? lol) Her brows pulled togeather in a tight knit as she thought this through eating the food on her plate pretty quickly.
Her stomach growled a few times and she made some jokes about it not being patient enough aand liking Luke's food too much. Despite trying to be as carefree as usual the atmosphere had changed considerably since the previous evening.. and that might not have been completley due to Sara
was it just Sara, or did men always get warned about dating girls with cats? Of course those warnings were about house cats, and Sara certainly wasn’t Raina’s pet, but perhaps that rule still applied, because no matter what Luke did to be nice, Sara still had an opinion of him. As confused as she could make herself, and as nice as she was trying to be, that opinion was still there… call it a cat thing…
Anyways, her friend, Raina, was dating,… hanging out with,… talking to,… had become acquainted with, yes, Raina had deeply become acquainted with someone, and Sara had a right to her opinion of them. They could be dating, but Sara’s mind was too messed up, and too tired to fathom the possibilities of Raina dating someone, after only knowing the man for…. How long had they known Luke again? It couldn’t of been more than a couple of months. That Bas***d!
The playful scene on the couch, that did NOT involve Luke, ended. The two girls made it to the kitchen, Raina entering first.
"You just have to tell me your beverage of choice... water, milk, or orange juice."
“Water is fine.” The feline replied. Sara grabbed her own glass, then went to the sink to fill her glass. She didn’t know if Luke was one of those Colligan(SP?) drinking jug men who filter their water and stick it in the fridge or not. She liked her water luck warm with all the crap from the pips, in it, as she could get. Over her shoulder she glanced at the table, made for two, and set for three. Sara felt like the third whele here. She was a third wheal that was a cat. A vindictive cat that was allowed to sit at the table with her friend, and her dae---… I mean Raina’s deep acquaintance. (After all it was early in the morning on Sara’s standards.) What a privileged feline she was.
Sara finished filling her glass, then turned abruptly towards the table. The glass of water hit the edge of the sink, and slipped our of Sara’s grasp. Sara tried to catch it as is fell, making the water splash sideways onto the cabinets, but the glass managed to miss being caught by her fingers again, and it shattered on the floor.
“Oops.”
(*Winks to Calley, who is such a bad influence on me.*)
Posted by Luke Jacobs on Dec 8, 2008 12:00:30 GMT -6
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(OOC: What is it with you and oops? And thanks a lot Calley! )
Luke poured himself a glass of orange juice and sat down at the table on the end, so that Sara and Raina could both have the more comfortable chairs as well as more room on the table. Raina was already chowing down, commenting about just how good the food was while Sara walked over to fill her own glass with water.
"I'm glad you like my food so much... means I can spoil you at least a little." Luke replied to Raina's compliments, a sly smile on his face as he set about buttering a biscuit and drizzling honey over it. Just as he was lifting it up to take a bite Sara turned away from the sink, and then...
CRASH!
Cringing inwardly Luke set his biscuit down on the plate and turned around. Glass was all over the floor, though none had slid quite as far as the table. Sara was currently standing in the middle of it and Luke didn't know if her feet were tough enough to take stepping on broken glass.
"I know mine aren't." He thought to himself as he flexed the toes on his bare feet before standing up.
"I'll get it Sara... just hang on a minute so we can get you out of the mess." He said, doing his best to maintain a friendly voice. Accidents happened to everyone... there was absolutely no reason to think that she had done it on purpose. Was there?
Walking over to the closet Luke slid it open and then stepped into the black crocs he kept available for quick trips out or for avoiding messes. Grabbing a heavy towel Luke tossed it over the puddle of water, hopefully protecting Sara's feet from the glass if she walked over. "Go grab some food Sara... I'll get you a fresh glass of water once this is mopped up." Luke said, hiding a slight wince as his rubber clad foot found a particularly long piece of glass that went right through and pricked his skin. It wasn't enough to bleed but it would be seriously annoying until he got it pulled out of the shoe.
"And I thought the morning was starting out well." He thought somewhat glumly as he began to run a broom around, gathering the various glass pieces toward a central pile, "Why... what did I do to deserve this?"
Posted by rainewater on Dec 8, 2008 12:18:38 GMT -6
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Raina heard the crash of glass and watched the water splash all over the kitchen. She instinctivly pulled her feet up onto the seat and wrapped her arms around them to hold them tight as the water sneakily moved closer to her.
Luckily Luke swooped in with a towel- and wearing the most hideous shoes she'd ever seen. Were those crocs? She'd have to tease him about those later since he was currently keeping her from turning into a fish- something that really would ruin the day off for her.
"Sara, I think you're just bent on turning me into a fish so one of these days when I'm peacefully sleeping away you can take a bite." she teased. "the past few times I've seen you I've been fish girl." she laughed. "So I'll leave that mess to you two if you don't mind" she hugged her legs just a little tighter but still managed to reach for her food.
Her transformation process still elluded her. She'd gained some knowledge from Dr. Che, but not enough. She wasn't sure why some conecntrations of water triggered it and why others didn't. She didnt know why drinking it never seemed to make a difference, but washing her face did.
She was still pretty preoccupied with this whole label thing and siezed the moment to allow herself to drift in her thoughts as Luke and Sara worked about the glass. Maybe if she could get Sara along she could ask her, how did she know she and Ayesac were... well.. an item? Would that even be an appropriate question for her furry friend?
Sara pushed a larger piece of glass aside with her clawed toe. “Sorry Luke.” The dropping the glass was an accident, but was Sara really all that sorry? Sara wasn’t sure.
She was tossed to towel to put on the floor, and used that to step on. Stepping on most glass didn’t hurt much. She had thick pads on her feet, and walked around bare foot, even in the winter, thanks to excellent circulation, and the thick leathery paw pads. Even if she wanted to wear shoes, she couldn’t. They weren’t cut right for her feet. Cat’s relied on their toes a lot more than one would think, and to cover those up, would cause Sara to fall on her face a hole lot more than he already did.
Sara leaned forward to grab a piece of bacon, and stick it in her mouth, before going to the other side of the mess. Luke and her could meet in the middle with the cleaning. He really was a push over. “Goob Baccom.” She mumbled as a odd sort of compliment around the food. Table manners not being that important. “Herha” Sara mopped the water and glass up, around Raina’s chair, to keep Luke from having an excuse to become eye lever with Raina’s backside. A towel went over the end of Sara’s tail, and she worked on mopping the water around the chair legs that way. So her head wasn’t there either…. Strange….
When the mess was about half way finished. Sara found a dust pan to sweep the glass into. It could have been worst…. Much worst….
Posted by Luke Jacobs on Dec 8, 2008 12:53:55 GMT -6
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It was a nice gesture for Sara to help with the clean up. Especially since it had been her accident that had caused the mess. Obviously with this being water it was best for Raina to stay put and besides... she was enjoying the food.
“Goob Baccom. Herha” Sara said offhandly as she focused on getting all the water around Raina's chair mopped up. Luke deffinately didn't want the young woman spoiling her day by turning into a mermaid already but, it would have been nice if he had been the one to 'save' Raina this time.
"Maybe she did this on purpose... she's pushing you and doing her best to keep you away from Raina." The little voice in the back of Luke's mind continued to whisper as Sara grabbed a dustpan and held it for him to push the glass into.
Luke was really getting tired of that little voice.
"Well... I think that's it." Luke said just a few moments later after Sara had dumped the last of the trash into the waste bin. Lifting his foot the blind man fished that last piece of glass out of his shoe before tossing it into the bag and then knotting the bag closed.
"Since it's glass I'll go ahead and run this to the garbage shoot. You ladies enjoy the food and I'll be back in just a minute." Luke said, doing his best to remain pleasant. Grabbing the spare set of keys he kept on a hook in the laundry closet as well as his extra pair of sunglasses, Luke then walkd through the living room and out the front door.
"Wonder what they'll will talk about while I'm gone... just girl stuff I guess." He thought to himself as he went about his short errand.
(OOC: Cue either the awkward silence or awkward questions... your call ladies. If you need to take a couple of turns feel free. I'll jump back in when it seems like the apropriate time.)
Posted by rainewater on Dec 8, 2008 14:06:15 GMT -6
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Raina munched away on her food while the others cleaned up silently in thought. When Luke left the room to dispose of the glass it took her a moment to snap out of it and realize he was gone.
She looked down by her feet and sure enough Sara had gotten everything nice and tidy, dry as a sand dessert. She grinned. "Thanks. Didn't feel like being fishy." she admitted finishing off her orange juice and reaching for the last of her toast.
The sunlight streamed in through the windows and she could see there was frost on the window and snow outside. Probably only a few inches but part of her couldn't help but want to go outside and play in it. "Everything's settled down out there now. If it keeps this up, we'll have a white Christmas." she added.
Her mind was begging her to ask Sara the question. But how to go about it? It required an explination that she'd never really had a boyfriend before since Rupert was so vauge and things were so merky there she didn't know. Was it inappropriate? But she was desperate. Sara was her girlfriend in a way, she wouldn't mind would she?
"Sara..." she began sounding as if she was about to say something serious- completley changing the mood in the room to doom and gloom. "I..." she began finishing her toast and looking at her furry friend.
"How do you know when someone is your boyfriend?" she asked quite bluntly in a very anime-ish naieve style.
Sara was satisfied with her work. Raina’s area was clean, around the floor, the glass was picked up. Luke had checked his croc for glass, and found a shard, so Sara checked her knees, and feet for any. With having the fur, she could have picked up a piece and not known it. Better to check, and not track anything around the house, when not only Luke’s bare feet could find it, but Raina’s bare feet could too. If it were just Luke, it would be tempting to leave those shard there. .. .. .. Wow she felt evil.. ..
When Luke left, and Sara sat at her place at the table, on one of the two good chairs, She couldn’t help but think Mission accomplished. Ok. No the glass breaking was not on purpose, but part of her was thinking, the loss of the glass cup, was a small price to pay, just for a moment with Raina, where Luke wasn’t there. She silently wondered if she could accidentally manage to break the kitchen table as well and if Luke would go out and shop for a new one, immediately.
Sara felt her mouth pull into a grin, as she leaned her head on one hand, elbow on the table, and she stared down at her eggs as she pushed her feed around the plate, with her fork. She spooned a little bit of eggs into her mouth, and took in their taste. Though he did cook, if she wanted to try to stay again… Not having to cook for herself, out there, or make sure she had a little cash left in the morning so she could eat and not take things, was sort of nice. Most of the time, she found things to keep her mind occupied till the evening.
"Sara... I..."
Sara swallowed, and looked up from her plate. Eye brows raised in question. The grin had disappeared from her face. Ok. So here it was. Raina mustn’t be too happy with the way she was treating Luke. She was going to get told off. She was sure of it. Just the expression on Raina’s face was too serious, to ignore.
"How do you know when someone is your boyfriend?"
Sara blinked. Everything stopped, and after a second she realized she forgot to breath. So she took in a breath, then realized she had eggs in her mouth. Oh bad idea. She chocked, and coughed. “ok um.” Choke. Swallow, cough choke some more. Sara took the glass that Luke had given her to replace the first one, and filled it with milk, downing about half the cup. “Let me think for a moment.” She said with a dry voice.
Sara blinked now that she had swallowed things more. “You two really are getting serious about each other, huhh?” she leaned back in her seat, as she took another couple of seconds to think. Sara had picked up on things back at the party, and when she came in the night, last night, her suspicions had been more than confirmed, but how were you supposed to handle actually being asked for conformation?
Sara could lie. Sara could tell Raina something that might mess her relationship up with Luke, but even that little voice in the back of her head, that urged her to push the man, warned her not to play with Raina like that. It scolded her for even acknowledging the temptation.
“I suppose it depends on your definition of when someone is your boyfriend.” Sara said after a thought. Sara didn’t really have that much of a social life, and back when she was learning her English, the most important thing that the people teacher her, wanted her to know, was the definition. The meaning behind the words stated in the definition, beyond the words’ definitions, were irrelevant, but since Sara had left, she’d learned other things. For instance Mother and Father weren’t just words to describe one’s lineage. ‘My babie’s daddy,’ was.
“I mean there is that High school sweet heart crush.” Sara went on, thinking of the teens she saw in the park. They’d walk together holding hands. Some would be completely absorbed into each other. Others walked hand in hand, with their free hands sporting things like ipods or phones, as if the other half didn’t exist. The trust was observations were everything, and Sara didn’t see the ipod cell phone type of relationship with Luke and Raina. Not with the subtle looks they gave each other, at Raina’s birthday party. Sara was trying to think again. Her mind was racing from the fact she didn’t like Luke being Raina’s man, to the fact that he could be worst, and Raina was asking her for an answer that was very hard to come up with.
“I suppose you know you have a crush, when you can’t get the person out of your mind. Even when they are right next to you.” Sara stabbed at her eggs with her fork. “you look at things and something will remind you of them, it will be a color of a table, or a brick, and your mind will shoot back to the last time your man looked that hot, in that color.” Obviously Ayesac was popping in and out of Sara’s mind. “or you’ll see the steam off of water, and remember the first time you saw them cry. You'll even be reminded of the times you were reminded of them, and their face will pop in your head. You think of them before yourself. Like when it comes to what you might wear, or what they might like to have.”
Sara set her fork down, knowing her battle with Luke, and the idea of him and Raina wasn’t going to end. She wasn’t completely accepting defeat, but she knew she was loosing. Luke and her would either have to learn to get along, or just avoid each other. “A crush can be a bad distraction, but I’d say you know you have a boyfriend, when you find out that they have the same problems.”
Sara paused and her expression might of become a little dark, as she picked her fork up and stabbed, gently, at her eggs. "And if he ever stops, then he's not."