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 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?
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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The traffic was absolute insanity, but then again, what else did the detective expect when trying to maneuver his way through the JFK airport a few days before one of the biggest travel holidays…Thanksgiving. It was one of the few days of the year where families truly made the attempt to be with one another. This usually meant that nearly all forms of public transportation were subject to being packed, crowded, and just plain irritating…for miles around. That was why Jorge sighed as he glanced at his watch. Mentally he kicked himself for not bring a squad car and flashing the lights and roaring the sirens, but that might get him into trouble.
Finally when Jorge spotted an opening, he pulled his Impala over into the next lane, waved a thank you to the person who left him in and drove off towards the parking lot.
The man that sat behind the wheel, was dressed simply in his brown leather jacket, one that he owned for far too many years, but still managed to hold on to, a dark shirt and slacks. His ensemble was do in part to the fact that he had just gotten off duty and did not have time to change into something a little less…NYPD-Blue-meets-Aging-Rock-Star. He felt a little bad about it, but as he glanced over, he spied his girlfriend, Gemma, smiling as she looked out over the sea of cars and faces. She looked so happy and he was glad for that, but deep down he was terrified as well. Being a cop for so many years, there were so many horrors that Jorge had to face, but this would be one of the most trying…he going to meet her kids.
“What gate are we supposed to pick them up at again?” he asked as he finally discovered a parking spot and pulled in, much to the chagrin of another passing motorist.
He sat quietly for a moment as he tried to gather his thoughts. The detective could not remember the last time he had to meet someone else’s relations…well at least someone he was in a relationship with. Gemma was special to him and he cared for her a lot, she was his girlfriend after all, and that did entail meeting her family. He knew she had two kids but he had yet to speak to them. Whenever they called Gemma, that was their time. He did not want to interfere with that. But now…it was time for the big meeting…a holiday meeting no less. And despite her reassurances, there was still part of him that worried that he would not make a good impression.
Come on Jorge, you’ve been shot and stabbed and this worries you? he thought to himself. Then he glanced over and spied Gemma watching him.
“Huh? I’m fine…really.” he said with his patented Jorge-grin. “Uh, gate number?” He asked as he started to unbuckle his seatbelt, little realizing the small details like he still wore his badge around his neck.
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Gemma was excited. All right, so that's an understatement. She felt more happy than she'd been for a long time. Sure, she had Jorge now, and she was really happy with him; but getting her kids back in person, even just for a short time, was a whole different kind of happy. She managed to break most of the important news to them a week in advance; she didn't want to start the family reunion with awkward questions like 'why is your arm in a sling?' and 'why are you walking around with a cop?'. She didn't go into details, but at least Laurent and Valerie, who were arriving together from LA, knew the gist of what they should expect.
>>“What gate are we supposed to pick them up at again?”
"Gate 18" she said, checking the paper in her hand. Traffic was crazy. Thanksgiving was looming over the city. They finally managed to find a parking space. She glanced over at Jorge; he looked distracted. And positively nervous. Gemma raised an eyebrow.
>>“Huh? I’m fine…really. Uh, gate number?”
"Eighteen." she grinned, kissing him on the cheek "Relax, Jorge. They are my kids, not my parents."
Getting out of the car, she waited for him; there was a steady flow of people going in and out of the terminal, yelling, wandering, dragging suitcases, and hugging each other.
"They should be out here soon" she said, checking the time "The plane landed five mintues ago."
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>> "Eighteen…Relax, Jorge. They are my kids, not my parents."
He had to smirk at her comment and watched as she exited the car after her quick and reassuring kiss. It must have been quite the sight to look at the grizzly detective and see a man nervous to meet kids. The idea made Jorge chuckle to himself as well as he finally climbed out of the car to meet up with Gemma. He was sure she would comment on this later so it was only better that he steel himself up now.
The detective quickly caught up with her as they made their way into the airport. The place was an absolute madhouse, even worse than outside on the streets. People were everywhere, carrying suitcases, meeting loved ones, giving tearful goodbyes or arguing with ticket sellers about over-priced fares. Jorge had never traveled during the holidays, but he had been called to a couple of incidents at the airports around these times back in Miami. It was just as crazy everywhere. But he stayed resolute as he took Gemma’s hand and followed the signs that lead to Gate 18. Even if the plane had arrived on time, there was always a delay it disembarking.
It did not take them long to finally arrive near the gate and they paused while Jorge glanced over to see Gemma looking around for those two familiar faces.
>> ” They should be out here soon…The plane landed five mintues ago."
“Yeah, plane must be backed up, it looks like we’re not the only ones waiting,” he muttered as he looked around and spied that several people seemed to be waiting anxiously.
Seeing everyone made Jorge wonder about his own family and the holidays. He had told his family that he was too busy to head down to Miami for Thanksgiving…maybe for Christmas but not right now. Unfortunately there were still aftereffects from the whole Halloween incident that would keep him busy until tomorrow. People still missing, lawyers still being contacted, tears being shed and other still dead. It was a mess and they had finally made headway on the cases and caught up on non-Halloween related ones. But still, a case or two cropped up that demanded their full attention, which of course would leave the man with little to no time to buy a ticket. Jorge was lucky to get tomorrow and Thanksgiving day off the way things were going.
As he watched out over the sea of faces, he noticed that the plane was finally allowing people off. People reunited with one another, others looked irritated. He and Gemma searched and it was ironic that Jorge would be the first the recognize them. The girl looked exactly like her mother from the one picture Gemma had showed him prior.
He smirked as he gently pressed his hand against Gemma’s lower back. “There, I see them.” he said as he nodded a head.
Here we go… he thought silently and steeled himself up once again.
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>>“There, I see them.”
He spotted them first. Gemma turned and looked, and then a bright smile lit up her face as she started forward, leaving Jorge behind. There will be time for introductions later. Right now, she was just being a mother.
Valerie was first, fighting her way through the crowd and opening a wide path in the process; she was just like her mother, not only by looks, but also in attitude. Most people stepped aside to let her pass; that seemed to be the only way to aviod casualties.
"Mama!" she yelled, achieving the impossible as her voice managed to create an echo in the crowded hall; the next moment, she lunged herself at Gemma, both of them laughing, and ignoring the people turning around to stare at them. "Missed you soooo much...." Valerie giggled, refusing to let go of her.
A young man followed Valerie, fighting to pull two suitcases behind him (one of them - th bigger one - obviously belonged to his sister who couldn't care less). He was tall, taller than Gemma, and had a long scarf wrapped around his neck. He didn't yell like his sister, but he was smiling too.
"Let her go Val, you'll break her arm again."
Gemma pried her daughter off just to reach up and hug Laurent too; she went back and forth hugging them and smiling at them for a while before she thought about doing anything else. It was Valerie who finally looked around, and spotted Jorge standing a few steps away, watching them.
"Mama?" she poked Gemma's shoulder, hands on her hips "Is that cop supposed to be watching you or something?"
She walked over to Jorge; she was just like a tiny version of her mother, the top of her head about in level with his shoulders. That didn't seem to bother her one bit as she looked up at him.
"Excuse me, officer, but you are staring at my mother."
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Jorge had not wanted to interfere so he simply stayed back a few steps as Gemma had her happy reunion with the kids. He had to admit…height definitely ran in her family. He had to smirk though, watching as this woman rejoiced in the presence of her kids. It must have been hard for her to be separated so far from them. But at least she knew to let them have lives without trying to force herself into them. Because of that, reunions like this were much sweeter and ones that would last in memories much longer.
As soon as he spied that both…Valerie and Lauret?...were there and greeted her, he slowly started to step forward, just to be close. It was a touchy situation. He did not want to interrupt, but he if stayed too far back, it might make it seem like he did not want to meet them. The rules of meeting family were definitely ones that required a lot finesse…a talent at times that Jorge could definitely use some help with.
But, as he stepped up and stood, watching with a warm smile on his face, the girl caught his looking. And there was that Gemma Taylor glare and question about who he was. She was quick take charge and appear before him.
>> "Excuse me, officer, but you are staring at my mother."
So…the Glare IS genetic Jorge thought to himself.
The detective found himself staring down at a smaller version of the his girlfriend, one who stared at him with a defiant look that challenged any authority he had. Part of him cringed, already a bad impression made, but one that also made him want to laugh as well. He could see Gemma written all over this young woman so he knew that Gemma’s mannerisms were also embodied in her. That meant he would have to deal with TWO Gemma Taylors while they were in town…great.
“Oh, hi,” he said with a gentle smile. “I did not mean to be rude. My names Jorge’s…and…I’m…kind of with your mother.”
He inwardly shook his head at his own words and felt the jingle of something around his neck. He looked down and saw that he was still wearing his badge and shook his head. He quietly slipped it off from around his neck, wrapped the chain around the badge and slipped it back into his jacket pocket.
“Sorry about that.” he said and held out his hand to her. “You must be Valerie and,” he looked past her to the boy that Gemma was hugging. “Laurent. Nice to meet you two, your mother has told me so much about the two of you. Welcome to New York.”
Why do I feel like I’m drowning? he thought ironically to himself. A water manipulator drowning…funny. With that he glanced to Gemma, praying for a little help.
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>>“Oh, hi. I did not mean to be rude. My names Jorge’s…and…I’m…kind of with your mother.”
"Oh." Valerie nodded; she didn't drop the attitude though, just because the cop admitted he was with her mother. He needed to do better than that to earn the approval of the fierce young woman. "So you are the white boy we hear about."
Gemma and Laurent joined them, Gemma taking over one of the suitcases to help him maneuver in the crowd. There was a smile in her face, and she had a hard time denying to herself that she was actually enjoying the show that was Jorge meeting her kids.
>>“You must be Valerie and Laurent. Nice to meet you two, your mother has told me so much about the two of you. Welcome to New York.”
"The one and only." Valerie grinned, shaking his hand.
"Nice to meet you too." Laurent smiled, gently elbowing his sister out of the way to shake his hand as well "Don't mind Val, she does to all the guys."
"Nah, just the ones that check out Mom" Val interjected. Gemma rolled her eyes.
"And the ones that don't." Laurent replied with a half grin.
"Yeah, because they should. Duh."
"That's about enough, you two" Gemma sighed, biting back a laugh "Let's get out of here, I hate crowds."
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Gemma had not said much yet. That could mean only one thing to the detective…she was having too much fun watching him wilt underneath the glaring look of her daughter. He would definitely pay her back for this later. But in the mean time, Jorge just had to sit back and try to go with the flow as best he could. The kids, from what he has seen so far and what she has told him, seem to have great heads on their shoulders. They were nice, polite but fierce defenders of their mother. He could respect that and he only hoped that before this time was through, he could at least make some impression that would lessen Valerie’s glare on him, at least to the point that he would not be so suspicious looking to her.
>> "The one and only."
>> "Nice to meet you too…Don't mind Val, she does to all the guys."
He nodded and graciously shook their hands. This was going to be hard but at least he hoped that he could make a good impression. The detective, one who stared death in the face many of time, was still a little nervous about these kids. They were important to Gemma so obviously he would have to be “in” with them for this relationship to go smoothly. Not that he would normally care what people thought, this was a different circumstance. These were her kids, they were her whole world so it would only be fitting that he could at least get along with them.
But…despite the misidentification that he was a some masher eyeballing their mother…he had a inkling that things would be okay. He liked them.
>> "That's about enough, you two…Let's get out of here, I hate crowds."
“Yeah, I know what you mean,” he joked as he headed over.
He carefully relieved Gemma of the burden from the luggage she helped the carry. Yes he knew she that was more than capable of carrying it. She was not an invalid and throughout her recovery there were many times where he knew she simply wanted to hit him because he kept doing stuff for her, but he was a gentleman after all and she was hurt. Besides, it was not like he would lock her up in a box to keep her from getting hurt ever again. The detective was not over protective. But a woman with a still healing arm should not be carrying luggage, he made sure to get a doctor’s note to prove that and showed it to her whenever she wanted to argue with him.
He then offered to carries Laurent’s baggage and walked with them out of the airport.
“How about, I take all you guys home so you can get settled in, then, if you like, I could treat you all to dinner tonight?” he asked as he led the way to his cleaned up Chevy Impala. The detective had the unfortunate habit of carrying around crime files to need while on his breaks in his car. But thankfully, he managed to slip into the corner of his trunk.
As they mulled over his question, he hauled their luggage over to the trunk and popped the lid to set it inside. So far things seemed to be going okay. They got the kids safe and sound, the airport traffic was dying down, all the prep stuff for Thanksgiving dinner was already bought and waited at the house. He could only hope that everything else would run so smoothly.
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Laurent allowed Jorge to carry Valerie's overstuffed suitcase, and kept his; Gemma followed behind, making sure none of the kids got lost in the crowd as they found their way out of the terminal.
>>“How about, I take all you guys home so you can get settled in, then, if you like, I could treat you all to dinner tonight?”
"Sounds great" Laurent said.
"He cooks?" Valerie arched an eyebrow at her mother "That's new. How do you cope?"
Gemma chuckled "Leave him in one piece, baby. He's trying."
As they walked to the car, the girl's eyes lit up. "Sweet ride."
And with that, the Taylor family crowded into the Impala (with Valerie calling shotgun and Laurent vetoing it because he was taller - a game they had been playing since they were five). As soon as they were out of traffic, Valerie pked her head forward between the two front seats.
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>> "So, Jorge. Tell us about yourself."
And the interrogation begins. What did he expect? They were Gemma’s children after all. As a matter of fact, considering how Gemma was, he was a little surprised that they took this long to get to the questions. He could only smirk inwardly as he drove on, finally away from all the mess and traffic that comes with holiday travelers and into a calm drive back to the city. It was still light out, but already the horizon was shifting into those soft colors that denoted that night would be approaching within an hour or so. There would be plenty of time to get them home so he could get back to his place and get things ready for dinner.
It occurred to him that ever since he met Gemma, this had to be the most has he cooked for somebody else. Usually it was always just him and Lizzie, even back in Miami he had rarely cooked for his sister or family unless it was a special occasion and they needed an extra pair of hands in the kitchen. But not, Jorge did not seem to mind in the least. Cooking was a talent few could claim to have and he was happy he at least had that.
After he maneuvered around a rather large truck that was taking up too much space and going far too slow on the road, he smiled at Valerie in the rearview mirror.
“Um, what would you like to know?” he asked with a grin. “Pretty open book actually. I was raised in California before I moved out to Miami when I was fifteen. I stayed there, went to college, became a cop, then…moved out here to New York. When I transferred out here the NYPD put me in the MRC Unit.” When he noted their curious looks he explained. “Um, MRC, Mutant Related Crimes. My unit deals primarily with mutant issues, either protecting good ones or bringing in the really bad ones.” he smiled a bit.
It was definitely a dangerous sounding job, but to Jorge it was a normal activity. He dealt with danger as a cop and now as a MRC detective, he dealt with even more dangerous criminals, but he was trained and knew what he was doing. Still, he had to wonder how Gemma’s children would deal with knowing that their mother was in the presence of a man who got on the bad sides of a lot of dangerous mutant criminals. Then again, he had to give them the benefit of the doubt. Maybe they would understand that you did not have to be scared of the job. Jorge was slowly learning that his position would not scare Gemma away. At least he hoped so.
“Anyways, almost a month after I moved here, that is when I met your mother, or I should say Lizzie did.” he smiled in remembrance. Now in the middle of the huge metropolis, Jorge expertly moved around traffic and calmly continued on towards the Mansion where Gemma and her kid’s would be staying. “And I’m still very thankful for that chance meeting.” he smirked a little sheepishly as he turned a corner. He knew he must have sounded so cheesy but it was the truth. Their destination of the mansion was getting closer. In the distance Jorge could already see the trees of the park that the mansion was situated deep inside of.
“How about yourselves? Gemma has told me some but I’d love to hear from you two.” He was encouraging and interested. And he was right, he was an open book. Anything they wanted to know, they could simply ask.
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>>“... MRC, Mutant Related Crimes. My unit deals primarily with mutant issues, either protecting good ones or bringing in the really bad ones.”
"So we hear." Laurent chuckled "Good to know someone's looking out for us."
"Mom always had a thing for mutants." Valerie added, then giggled as she inched away from her mother's glare.
"Valerie, if I didn't know you, I'd say you were nine, not nineteen." Gemma smirked.
>>“Anyways, almost a month after I moved here, that is when I met your mother, or I should say Lizzie did. And I’m still very thankful for that chance meeting.”
Gemma smiled at that. She was thankful too. Who would have thought she'd find a guy who could put up with all the crazyness that was her life. Mutants, kids, and all. She put a hand on his shoulder and smiled. Valerie rolled her eyes, but smiled too.
>>“How about yourselves? Gemma has told me some but I’d love to hear from you two.”
"Well, as you can see, Val's a brat." Laurent grinned, glancing back at his sister. "She's a smart brat though." he added quickly as the girl's hand started to get dangerously close to his hair "And she has a boyfriend." he added, ducking out of reach before she could smack him.
"And Laure here is the genius of the family" she took over the conersation instead "Gonna be a doctor one day." she added, noding seriously "And he doesn't have a girlfriend."
Gemma chuckled and rolled her eyes. The kids were home.
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>> "So we hear…Good to know someone's looking out for us."
>> "Mom always had a thing for mutants."
>> "Valerie, if I didn't know you, I'd say you were nine, not nineteen."
Jorge wanted to laugh out loud but instead he just grinned and chuckled. So…Gemma has had a thing for mutants. And here he thought she liked him for being him. He would make sure to file that away and save it for teasing later. After all, she did deserve a little payback for leaving him to defend himself against her daughter back there in the airport. She knew she would have it coming.
“I do what I can,” he said in response to Laurent’s comment. He was going to stay away from Gemma and Valerie’s little discussion.
>> "Well, as you can see, Val's a brat…She's a smart brat though…And she has a boyfriend."
>> "And Laure here is the genius of the family…Gonna be a doctor one day…And he doesn't have a girlfriend."
“Well it is excellent to meet you both. Hopefully New York will treat you good while you’re here. If not…well, I do have the power to arrest people.” he chuckled as he turned another corner. They had now entered the park.
Jorge smirked and nodded as he listened intently to the information that he was given. They really seemed like a close family, except for the fact that Gemma and her kids lived so far apart from one another. It must have been hard but at least it was not something that drove them apart. After so long of being apart, it took only a few moments of being together again to reconnect and fall back into old habits and conversation. He had to smile at this. He was happy to be allowed to take part, or at least bear witness to the reunion. He was the new factor though, so the detective would make sure not to overstep and cramp their time with their mother.
Listening to the chatter between Laurent and Valerie brought a flood of memories to him. It reminded him about his own sister Jayda. So many times they would have conversations, teasings, and arguments just like this but it was all in good fun. Well, except for all the times she made him help her with her ballroom dancing classes. He would still have to get her back for all those. He needed to call her. Maybe she would come up and visit him…course that means he would lose half of his apartment to her.
He filed that thought away too and decided that he would definitely call her.
As he drove through the park, the mansion slowly came into view. The rest of trip was very quick, consisting of small chatter and such. So far he seemed to be on the kid’s good side so he hoped he would stay that way. Not that he would do anything offensive on purpose or something, but he had that type of luck! Look what happened on he and Gemma’s second date…AND Halloween night! The last thing he needed was for some mutant Turkey to leap from his oven on Thanksgiving day and chase them around the apartment!
Jorge, that is just stupid. he thought to himself, but still held the fear that just maybe that could happen.
Finally, he drove up to the gate and waved to the security guard who was there.
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>>“Well it is excellent to meet you both. Hopefully New York will treat you good while you’re here. If not…well, I do have the power to arrest people.”
"Is that an offer, or a threat?" Valerie asked curiously before she grinned "Kinda sweet, though."
Gemma sighed, and gave up trying to keep hr daughter from torturing her boyfriend. She knew the girl would give up sooner or later, and find someone else to tease. But Jorge was all new and shiny, not to mention he was in a relationship with Valerie's very own mother, so he had a lot to be tortured about.
They arrived to the Mansion; Laurent and Valerie got out, staring at the building with excitement. It was their first visit there; they'd heard a lot about the place, but seeing it for the first time... well, it was impressive, Gemma felt the same when she arrived a few months ago.
"Don't worry, it'll get better" Gemma smiled at Jorge before they got out of the car "They like you."
***
They had a lot to do that day; while Jorge was at home, cooking something (or making somebody else cook, you can never be sure), Gemma helped her kids sette in. They got a guest room close to her own, and security clearance, and all kinds of paperwork done; they got the extended tour of the Mansion, lunch (of course), and a lot of talking about family matters. They had a lot to catch up on.
When Jorge called to tell them when he was coming to pick them up, Gemma and the kids (who seemed more and more like adults, every time she looked at them) got ready and walked back outside to the Mansion gates. Valerie was really well behaved this time. She waited till they all got into the car before she continued with the questions from where she'd left off.
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Jorge had left Gemma and the kids back at the mansion. They needed time to get settled in, to look at the place they would be staying at and get a feel for it. The detective was only so happy to give them time with each other. He did not want to intrude since they had not seen each other in awhile and had to subsist on talking over a phone line. So instead he simply let them go and would make sure to make them as good a dinner as he could muster up in the time he had.
He had smirked the whole time driving back to his apartment. Gemma’s words ”Don’t worry, it’ll get better…They like you.” still rebounded in his head. He hoped that they would. After all, he was in their mother’s life and they were important to her. It would be bad to be in a relationship with a woman whose kids hated you.
His whole time at home Jorge was a cooking storm. On the way there he had picked up a few more extra items from the grocery store as well as a store bought cake (while he could cook, he was horrible at baking). Once home, in no time his apartment was filled with the odious scents of cooking. Lizzie salivated as she eagerly seemed to dance, watching as the detective cooked over the stove. A pan fried, a pot bubbled, and a his oven warmed. His kitchen was going to get a work out come this Thanksgiving. But in a way Jorge was glad for it. He rarely did cook for a group, so he hoped that this would turn out well.
Once he was close to finishing the parts that took the longest, he only had to a couple of menial tasks to do once he brought them back. So once he got to that point, Jorge picked up his cell phone and dialed Gemma’s number.
“Hi Gemma, how’re things going?” he asked as he pulled a baking sheet from his shelves and lined it with foil. “That’s good! Sounds like a they’re having a good time. Are you ready for dinner?” he asked as he carefully laid cooked chicken breasts on a the pan and began to glaze them with a balsamic / honey sauce. A couple splashes of seasoning and he popped that into the oven the stay warmed and finish the cooking process. “Okay good. I’m heading out the door now…what? No of course I didn’t go over the top making dinner,” he chuckled as he stirred a pot of pasta he had boiling. He dropped that to as low as simmer as he could get. “Besides, I’m saving ‘over-the-top’ for Thanksgiving. Okay, okay, I’m coming. Bye hun.”
Jorge shoved his phone into his pocket and proceeded to head over to his bedroom to throw on something different. Lizzie watched him curiously, head tilted, as she sat at his doorway and scratched fitfully behind her ear. She panted as she sat there and watched Jorge pull on a black shirt with an unbuttoned blue shirt over that and jeans. He sighed as he checked himself in the restroom, glad to have found the time to shave when he got home. Though the sprouts of hairs were already coming back.
“Whatever,” he chuckled as he headed out and found Lizzie sitting on her dog bed in the hall, head up and looking at him. “You behave missy. Don’t you make a miss while I’m gone.”
Jorge scratched behind the bulldog’s ears and headed out to pick up Gemma and her kids.
*** The drive was quick and uneventful. Jorge arrived pretty close to the time he said he would and waved to the guard on duty. He was surprised that Gemma, Valerie and Laurent were already outside waiting for him. Thank god he was not late. If ever there was a day that he should not, this was it. He pulled his car into park, climbed out and exchanged the pleasant greetings. So far it seemed like everything was going to go extremely well and that he had survived the initial meeting. The awkward and probing questions were finally finished…or so he thought.
>> "So, Jorge. Do you have kids?"
Had he been drinking something he probably would have either spit it out or choked on it. He instead could only look back at Valerie, that “innocent” face, and he could only chuckle as he pulled the car back into the road. It was definitely going to be a long night, but he could understand where she was coming from. He was dating their mother…it was only fair she knew the details of his life right?
“Maybe. I’ll have to look into that one day.” he replied with a friendly smile. When he saw the look she had, he had to grin and just shook his head. “I’m only kidding. Unfortunately, I’ve never had the pleasure.”
Hey, he couldn’t spent the whole night being a nervous punching bag. A little joke now and then to show he was relaxing should at least keep the blood out of the water. He smiled over at Gemma and gave her a quick wink as he drove on. He liked them. He liked them all a lot. Hopefully his cooking would be adequate enough to prove some of that.
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>>“Maybe. I’ll have to look into that one day... I’m only kidding. Unfortunately, I’ve never had the pleasure.”
Gemma tried to hide a grin as Valerie blinked; she was not expecting an answer like that. Laurent, however, grinned freely, and gave Jorge the thumbs up.
"Oh, it is a pleasure all right." Gemma chuckled, sitting back; she noted the wink, and the fact that Jorge was able to handle the situation better than the little wicked witch had expected.
"What? You know you can't live without us" Valerie told her mother, and Gemma had to agree.
"That doesn't mean you are free to pick on my boyfriend, sweetheart."
"Yes it does."
***
Arriving back to Jorge's place, Gemma smiled at the smells coming from the kitchen. "Not going over the top, huh." she smirked at Jorge "You need some help in there?"
Valerie on her part was distracted by making friends with Lizzie, scratching the dog under the chin until her hind leg started to thump. "I thought a cop would have, dunno, a German shepherd or something." she chuckled; she appaently didn't mind the little white dog.
"I'd offer my help, but you know how my cooking is." Laurent grinned, following them into the kitchen "We are all better off if the med student doesn't tamper with the food."
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>> "Not going over the top, huh." she smirked at Jorge "You need some help in there?”
He smirked as he shook his head. “I’m good, everything is under control. You just relax.” he leaned in to, respectfully, kiss her cheek and unlocked his door.
Jorge only smiled innocently as he let them all into his apartment. He had done well in keeping his apartment pretty cleaned up. Only a stray magazine or opened book lay on his coffee table were out of place. Probably the most outstanding thing that could be seen was the little white dog, Lizzie, as she sat up from her bed and trotted over to all the new people. Jorge knew that look on her face. She was going to be extra sweet looking today because that would mean scratches and food scrapes for her, so long as she did it behind his back. The detective eyed her closely, hiding his grin as she barked once or twice, in happy way, towards Laurent and Valerie before she decided to lay herself across Valerie’s shoes, with the biggest, widest puppy eyes imaginable.
He smiled at Valerie and the look Lizzie was giving her. Only the most hard-hearted person in the world could deny those eyes. “Hmm, looks like Lizzie as designated you as her new official best friend.” he smirked as he nodded to Lizzie. “Okay girl, let her go. You don’t treat company like that.”
Lizzie immediately obeyed, again on her best behavior in order to secure treats and pets later. She panted as she looked up at Valerie expectingly. Jorge could only smirk still as the young woman was forced to obey that look and turn to scratching the dog’s chin.
>> "I thought a cop would have, dunno, a German shepherd or something."
Jorge chuckled as he took whatever coats they had and hung them up on a wall peg that was near the door. “Well I tried explaining that to her but she refuses to change for me. Then again, I’ve had her for so many years now, trust me, she can be just as protective and vicious as any other big dog.”
Lizzie had once more returned to laying on her back for belly rubs. Her legs dangled up in the air as she twitched them happily. Jorge could only hang his head, trying not to laugh.
“Yeah, very vicious looking Lizzie.”
He chuckled as he wandered back into the kitchen to check on the food. The chicken breasts were still marinating nicely and the pasta had not overly boiled. If there was one thing he could thank his sister for, cause he would never thank her for forcing him to do ballroom dancing with her, was her ability to cook. Most of her cooking talents he learned and made his own. Which was funny because one look at his sister and no one would expect she at all knew her way around a kitchen. Then again, the same could be said about the police detective at the little white dog named after a Jane Austen character.
>> "I'd offer my help, but you know how my cooking is…We are all better off if the med student doesn't tamper with the food."
Jorge nodded in thanks for the offer but showed him the living room. “That’s okay, thank you for the offer though. Dinner won’t take me much longer. So sit down, enjoy yourselves, pet the dog.” he laughed as he watched Lizzie begging for more attention.