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riotousjunkie) wrote2017-12-20 07:55 pm
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"It's Cassidy."
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IC Inbox (
"It's Cassidy."
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Correct. If you don't want questions answered, don't ask them.
I suppose it's not a brag if ur genuinely good at it.
It is still bragging when you're good at what you do and actively rub it in someone's face. I deal with a braggart at home all the time.
Hey Cassie, you busy?
I really need to talk to you about something that happened...
I also need to just rant about it, then we can talk about it.
Let me know where you're at.
Preferably alone and only lightly drugged.
Let me know <3
Love you,
Airy.
I really need to talk to you about something that happened...
I also need to just rant about it, then we can talk about it.
Let me know where you're at.
Preferably alone and only lightly drugged.
Let me know <3
Love you,
Airy.
[There's a short delay before Cassidy answers. He's been testing out one of the THC concentrates he whipped up in the lab. It's so aggressively potent that, for the first time in a while, he is very, very stoned on nothing but Mary-Jane.
So he has to read her message a few times to make sure he's comprehending it. And then he has to spend a couple of minutes forming his answer, making sure it sounds like something a human being would write.]
NeverLands. 1 hour.
♥
[When she arrives, she’ll find him sat on one of the couches in the lounge, smoking a normal cigarette. He looks up when he hears the bell ring, preparing to stand and go into customer service mode... but it’s her. He relaxes back, gives her a sympathetic look, and extends his arm over the back of the couch.]
Hello there, love. You all right?
So he has to read her message a few times to make sure he's comprehending it. And then he has to spend a couple of minutes forming his answer, making sure it sounds like something a human being would write.]
NeverLands. 1 hour.
♥
[When she arrives, she’ll find him sat on one of the couches in the lounge, smoking a normal cigarette. He looks up when he hears the bell ring, preparing to stand and go into customer service mode... but it’s her. He relaxes back, gives her a sympathetic look, and extends his arm over the back of the couch.]
Hello there, love. You all right?
Edited 2018-08-22 18:08 (UTC)
[Airy doesn't feel like she can wait an hour.
Thoughts buzz unpleasantly at the back of her mind as she steps through the castle, aimlessly inspecting the castle's stone walls. They don't have any of the answers she's looking for and so she heads out to Neverland a little bit early. She'd rather be around Cassidy than alone, even if he's coming off a high.
She arrives forty minutes early in her pink plaid pajama's. Anyone who says that you can't wear pajama's out in public has never had to suffer through the metal barbs of a bra for 10 hours a day. Airy's wearing sandals which she quickly discards as she heads towards the lounge.]
No but yes.
[She's fine, physically speaking, but she's annoyed.]
I feel like my head isn't on straight of like I might be going insane. I know we don't always talk about this kind of stuff but I need to talk to someone and I'd rather talk to you. [Airy's go to was Eve for most sexual related conversations but since this has to do with another woman, Airy isn't really comfortable with dumping this on her best friend.]
I just- [Thin pale fingers lace through her hair before she relaxes onto the couch.] I like to say I have an even temperament but I'm so annoyed and frustrated.
[Airy groans as her head drops against Cassidy's shoulder.]
Sorry I got here early.
Thoughts buzz unpleasantly at the back of her mind as she steps through the castle, aimlessly inspecting the castle's stone walls. They don't have any of the answers she's looking for and so she heads out to Neverland a little bit early. She'd rather be around Cassidy than alone, even if he's coming off a high.
She arrives forty minutes early in her pink plaid pajama's. Anyone who says that you can't wear pajama's out in public has never had to suffer through the metal barbs of a bra for 10 hours a day. Airy's wearing sandals which she quickly discards as she heads towards the lounge.]
No but yes.
[She's fine, physically speaking, but she's annoyed.]
I feel like my head isn't on straight of like I might be going insane. I know we don't always talk about this kind of stuff but I need to talk to someone and I'd rather talk to you. [Airy's go to was Eve for most sexual related conversations but since this has to do with another woman, Airy isn't really comfortable with dumping this on her best friend.]
I just- [Thin pale fingers lace through her hair before she relaxes onto the couch.] I like to say I have an even temperament but I'm so annoyed and frustrated.
[Airy groans as her head drops against Cassidy's shoulder.]
Sorry I got here early.
[Has she done that? Gotten here early? Time is more difficult to gauge than normal. At least Cassidy can tell that he's past the peak of it, even if he's going to be on the way down for a while yet.
Lightly drugged, hadn't she said? He's getting there.]
It's all right. [He digs a piece of grit out of the corner of one of his eyes, flicks it away.] Me head's a bit foggy, but I can still be here for 'ya.
[He relaxes his head sideways towards hers.] What's goin' on?
Lightly drugged, hadn't she said? He's getting there.]
It's all right. [He digs a piece of grit out of the corner of one of his eyes, flicks it away.] Me head's a bit foggy, but I can still be here for 'ya.
[He relaxes his head sideways towards hers.] What's goin' on?
[Airy's head slides down so that it's resting in his lap.]
I can wait and be angry and annoyed when you're a little more down. [It's no secret that she's preferred being with Cassidy over not.] I just want your opinion, then we can get high and I can be a little ball of frustrated anger.
[Being annoyed and frustrated is making her tired. She really doesn't get angry that often.]
I can wait and be angry and annoyed when you're a little more down. [It's no secret that she's preferred being with Cassidy over not.] I just want your opinion, then we can get high and I can be a little ball of frustrated anger.
[Being annoyed and frustrated is making her tired. She really doesn't get angry that often.]
[If she's going to put her head in his lap, he's going to start petting her hair. That's just the way it works.]
'kay. [He wants to know what's going on with her, but if she's willing to give him a little more time, he'll take it. At least the tobacco is doing its job, sharpening his senses.]
I been workin' in the lab since last night. Managed to make some shatter. Highly concentrated wax. I went industrial-strength with the potency. Earlier, I was so bloody stoned, it felt like the back of me skull had got blown out. [He should clarify:] In a good way.
[His fingers brush at the hair near her forehead.] I could make some coffee.
[If she wants any. And if she wants him to get alert faster.]
'kay. [He wants to know what's going on with her, but if she's willing to give him a little more time, he'll take it. At least the tobacco is doing its job, sharpening his senses.]
I been workin' in the lab since last night. Managed to make some shatter. Highly concentrated wax. I went industrial-strength with the potency. Earlier, I was so bloody stoned, it felt like the back of me skull had got blown out. [He should clarify:] In a good way.
[His fingers brush at the hair near her forehead.] I could make some coffee.
[If she wants any. And if she wants him to get alert faster.]
[Airy closes her eyes and hums softly. She likes the feeling of his fingers through her hair as he moves the silky strands into neat orderly rows. His touch is warm though Airy wonders if that's only because there is a chill in the air.]
Huh? That sounds cool. Should I try it yet? Or no? I kinda figured I'd ask for something after we talk since I really need to calm down. I've never been this infuriated before.
[That isn't true but it's usually only her brother who annoys her this much.]
Coffee sounds good. I don't know if you know this about me but coffee is a weakness of mine. It either has to be black or taste absolutely nothing like coffee. [Good old Starbucks.]
Huh? That sounds cool. Should I try it yet? Or no? I kinda figured I'd ask for something after we talk since I really need to calm down. I've never been this infuriated before.
[That isn't true but it's usually only her brother who annoys her this much.]
Coffee sounds good. I don't know if you know this about me but coffee is a weakness of mine. It either has to be black or taste absolutely nothing like coffee. [Good old Starbucks.]
[Cassidy smiles crookedly.] You can try it. I kinda wanna see what it does to 'ya.
[More than likely? She'll get phenomenally blazed off a single, solid hit, and they'll have to do a milkshake run to Staxx. Maybe she'll get queasy, or fall asleep if it's too much for her, but that'd be the worst case scenario. Nobody overdoses from pot.
He taps her on the head to indicate he's about to stand.] Black coffee, comin' up. [He takes a drag off the cigarette as he saunters out into the storefront. He'd been hanging out on one of the couches with a good view of the store, and the coffee pot happens to be just next to the door to the lounge, so she'll be able to see him the whole time.
The last time he saw her angry, it had been because he'd been soliciting for random hookups over the tomes. That had seemed worse than she is now, but maybe that was only because it had been directed at him.]
Now, am I gonna be called upon to give somebody a stern talkin'-to? 'Cause I can be that kind of boyfriend, if necessary.
[More than likely? She'll get phenomenally blazed off a single, solid hit, and they'll have to do a milkshake run to Staxx. Maybe she'll get queasy, or fall asleep if it's too much for her, but that'd be the worst case scenario. Nobody overdoses from pot.
He taps her on the head to indicate he's about to stand.] Black coffee, comin' up. [He takes a drag off the cigarette as he saunters out into the storefront. He'd been hanging out on one of the couches with a good view of the store, and the coffee pot happens to be just next to the door to the lounge, so she'll be able to see him the whole time.
The last time he saw her angry, it had been because he'd been soliciting for random hookups over the tomes. That had seemed worse than she is now, but maybe that was only because it had been directed at him.]
Now, am I gonna be called upon to give somebody a stern talkin'-to? 'Cause I can be that kind of boyfriend, if necessary.
Edited 2018-08-22 20:52 (UTC)
Then we'll do that next.
[Airy rolls to her side and pushes herself back up to a seated position on the couch. She hadn't realized that there was a coffee maker at Cassidy's shop but she's decided to stop being surprised by what is and is not at his shop. She's just letting these little discoveries happen and enjoying them when they do.
She watches him go through the process of setting up the coffee maker and found it oddly calming.
A low tired groan rumbled from her chest despite the fact that Cassidy wasn't really close enough to hear it. Airy's wrath is something to be scared of but it isn't rage or force, she makes the subject of her anger feel guilt.
Widowmaker has no guilt.]
I honestly think that would make it worse. [Though she does smile at the thought.] Ever heard of a woman named Widowmaker? She won the knife throwing contest. [Airy's just a tiny bit bitter about that. More so now. She hadn't really cared before.]
[Airy rolls to her side and pushes herself back up to a seated position on the couch. She hadn't realized that there was a coffee maker at Cassidy's shop but she's decided to stop being surprised by what is and is not at his shop. She's just letting these little discoveries happen and enjoying them when they do.
She watches him go through the process of setting up the coffee maker and found it oddly calming.
A low tired groan rumbled from her chest despite the fact that Cassidy wasn't really close enough to hear it. Airy's wrath is something to be scared of but it isn't rage or force, she makes the subject of her anger feel guilt.
Widowmaker has no guilt.]
I honestly think that would make it worse. [Though she does smile at the thought.] Ever heard of a woman named Widowmaker? She won the knife throwing contest. [Airy's just a tiny bit bitter about that. More so now. She hadn't really cared before.]
Widowmaker? [He glances back toward the lounge, and his eyebrows are WAY up on his forehead.] Yeah. Blue and French. I know her.
[There’s something in that yeah. Yeah, he knows her, and knows she's trouble of one sort or another.]
[There’s something in that yeah. Yeah, he knows her, and knows she's trouble of one sort or another.]
Edited (Extraneous period / Thought of a better way to phrase it) 2018-08-23 01:47 (UTC)
I hate her. [Airy mumbles loud enough for Cassidy to hear.
Her head leaned to the side and rested on the back of the couch, waiting for the coffee.] She was in my dreams when dreams were being weird and it was... [They hadn't really talked about their sexual adventures but this had been the castles fault so... she hopes it's okay.] Sexy. Like super sexy. I dreamed I was training back at home with someone I used to date and about half of our training sessions ended in sex on the training room floor.
[That's all that relationship had really been about.]
So it was here there and I hadn't realized it until the end and she cornered me at the banquet after the fact which is when I told her that it was a dream and she should leave me alone.
[Airy pouted.]
Except she isn't leaving me alone. I think I have a passive aggressive stalker who only stalks me when she feels like it. [She should have probably waited for the coffee.]
Her head leaned to the side and rested on the back of the couch, waiting for the coffee.] She was in my dreams when dreams were being weird and it was... [They hadn't really talked about their sexual adventures but this had been the castles fault so... she hopes it's okay.] Sexy. Like super sexy. I dreamed I was training back at home with someone I used to date and about half of our training sessions ended in sex on the training room floor.
[That's all that relationship had really been about.]
So it was here there and I hadn't realized it until the end and she cornered me at the banquet after the fact which is when I told her that it was a dream and she should leave me alone.
[Airy pouted.]
Except she isn't leaving me alone. I think I have a passive aggressive stalker who only stalks me when she feels like it. [She should have probably waited for the coffee.]
[And it was... Sexy.
For a blink-and-you-might-miss-it moment, in the middle of reaching for the stack of styrofoam cups, Cassidy freezes. Goes absolutely stock still. Airy and Widowmaker. Had sex. In a dream. They had sex in a dream and it was real. Oh, fuck, he's stoned. Oh, shite, what is happening.
Coffee. He's getting coffee and smoking a cigarette. Cassidy pours out a couple of cups, takes the final drag, and stamps the cigarette out in the nearest ashtray — the shop is littered with them.
When he delivers the coffee, he thinks he has the right concerned look on his face. It is concerning. If it had only been the dream... no big deal. What's happened since...
He sits right back down where he'd been on the couch and leans forward on his knees, coffee cup between his hands.]
She won't leave 'ya alone? [That could mean a lot of things.]
For a blink-and-you-might-miss-it moment, in the middle of reaching for the stack of styrofoam cups, Cassidy freezes. Goes absolutely stock still. Airy and Widowmaker. Had sex. In a dream. They had sex in a dream and it was real. Oh, fuck, he's stoned. Oh, shite, what is happening.
Coffee. He's getting coffee and smoking a cigarette. Cassidy pours out a couple of cups, takes the final drag, and stamps the cigarette out in the nearest ashtray — the shop is littered with them.
When he delivers the coffee, he thinks he has the right concerned look on his face. It is concerning. If it had only been the dream... no big deal. What's happened since...
He sits right back down where he'd been on the couch and leans forward on his knees, coffee cup between his hands.]
She won't leave 'ya alone? [That could mean a lot of things.]
[She reaches for the cup and curls her fingers gratefully around it. She can't feel the warmth through the styrofoam but it smells thick and rich and absolutely perfect. She takes a small test sip before looking up at Cassidy.]
Yeah...
[Her brow furrows in worry.]
Are you okay? Are you still high? I should have waited... shouldn't I?
Yeah...
[Her brow furrows in worry.]
Are you okay? Are you still high? I should have waited... shouldn't I?
[She looks like she's studying him. Is his face not doing the right thing? He furrows his brow right back at her, then shakes his head, in varying indications of Yes, Yes, No.]
I am. [No sense lying about it.] But this — this is obviously botherin' 'ya, and I'm listenin'.
[Here — he'll prove it.] She showed up in your dream. Sommat happened in the dream, between the two of 'ya, and now she's... [He mentally picks through the words Airy's used so far. Stalker. Isn't leaving me alone. He remembers the way Widowmaker described herself as a hunter. That doesn't make him feel better about the situation.] ...well, she's what? What has she been doin'?
I am. [No sense lying about it.] But this — this is obviously botherin' 'ya, and I'm listenin'.
[Here — he'll prove it.] She showed up in your dream. Sommat happened in the dream, between the two of 'ya, and now she's... [He mentally picks through the words Airy's used so far. Stalker. Isn't leaving me alone. He remembers the way Widowmaker described herself as a hunter. That doesn't make him feel better about the situation.] ...well, she's what? What has she been doin'?
[Airy takes a small sip of her coffee, enjoying the burning heat that slithers down her throat. The bitter taste sharpens her thoughts and she nods, understanding reflecting in her lovely features.
Cassidy is still coming down from his high but he's following along and picking up the important parts of the story. Airy worries a little about his reaction but it'd likely improve with the coffee.]
Yeah. I'm not sure how much detail you want. [They haven't made a habit of talking about their sexual adventures with others. For Airy it doesn't happen very often and after their last conversation she'd been avoiding frivolous and new advances. That had been when Widowmaker came into her life and discarded the option of Airy's refusal.]
So... recently. [Yesterday.] I swung by the sex shop to pick up some toys for us to try. I thought it'd be fun but I didn't really know what they all did. So I hiked out to the lake, [Partly to be alone and partly because Airy likes hiking.] And, I thought I was alone so I started messing around with them. Figuring it out so that I could come back and show you.
[She probably should have just come and shown Cassidy what she'd purchased.]
Well, she came up behind me and things happened. I told her I was with someone and everything but she didn't really seem to care. I also told her I wasn't interested in girls but she kept insisting otherwise. [A note of anger slipped into her voice.] It was so frustrating. I was in the middle of something and I couldn't think clearly. I tried to tell her to leave me alone but then I wanted the help. I was so close and it was so frustrating.
[She sighed, downed her coffee, winced as the scolding heat burned her throat and settled in her stomach and continued in a softer voice.]
I've never really stopped to consider if I like girls. I've talked to Eve about it and I've kissed her, kind of experimenting after what had happened with you to see how I felt on it but it's confusing and I'm just annoyed and I hate that woman because she's not leaving me alone. [She hates it but Cassidy would likely be able to pick up that the real reason that Airy hates it, is because she had liked it.]
Cassidy is still coming down from his high but he's following along and picking up the important parts of the story. Airy worries a little about his reaction but it'd likely improve with the coffee.]
Yeah. I'm not sure how much detail you want. [They haven't made a habit of talking about their sexual adventures with others. For Airy it doesn't happen very often and after their last conversation she'd been avoiding frivolous and new advances. That had been when Widowmaker came into her life and discarded the option of Airy's refusal.]
So... recently. [Yesterday.] I swung by the sex shop to pick up some toys for us to try. I thought it'd be fun but I didn't really know what they all did. So I hiked out to the lake, [Partly to be alone and partly because Airy likes hiking.] And, I thought I was alone so I started messing around with them. Figuring it out so that I could come back and show you.
[She probably should have just come and shown Cassidy what she'd purchased.]
Well, she came up behind me and things happened. I told her I was with someone and everything but she didn't really seem to care. I also told her I wasn't interested in girls but she kept insisting otherwise. [A note of anger slipped into her voice.] It was so frustrating. I was in the middle of something and I couldn't think clearly. I tried to tell her to leave me alone but then I wanted the help. I was so close and it was so frustrating.
[She sighed, downed her coffee, winced as the scolding heat burned her throat and settled in her stomach and continued in a softer voice.]
I've never really stopped to consider if I like girls. I've talked to Eve about it and I've kissed her, kind of experimenting after what had happened with you to see how I felt on it but it's confusing and I'm just annoyed and I hate that woman because she's not leaving me alone. [She hates it but Cassidy would likely be able to pick up that the real reason that Airy hates it, is because she had liked it.]
[Cassidy blows across the top of his coffee, watches the steam swirl under the force of his breath and disperse out toward the edges of the room. It's enough to ground him further in the moment, to keep his mind from drifting off and getting distracted. He takes a long drink, downing about half the cup in one slow gulp, letting the heat and caffeine do their thing.
Maybe it's the brain fog, but it's not so easy for him to discern what Airy's feelings about this are. Well — all right, frustrated, she keeps saying, but there's something else he can't put his finger on. She wanted the help. She was so close. He thinks of how easily Widowmaker took control when he stumbled across her at the tourney. Whatever she did probably messed with Airy's head.
What does seem clear is, whether or not she enjoyed any actual orgasms, there's something about Widow's attention that Airy doesn't like. And Cassidy is all about avoiding things you don't like.]
Okay. I'll tell you what: next time she gets up in your business in a way that's not fun for you? You create up some kind of metal mittens over her hands — right? Or cement blocks 'round her feet. And just get the hell out of there. 'Cause she's got no call treatin' you like that after you say 'No, thanks.'
Maybe it's the brain fog, but it's not so easy for him to discern what Airy's feelings about this are. Well — all right, frustrated, she keeps saying, but there's something else he can't put his finger on. She wanted the help. She was so close. He thinks of how easily Widowmaker took control when he stumbled across her at the tourney. Whatever she did probably messed with Airy's head.
What does seem clear is, whether or not she enjoyed any actual orgasms, there's something about Widow's attention that Airy doesn't like. And Cassidy is all about avoiding things you don't like.]
Okay. I'll tell you what: next time she gets up in your business in a way that's not fun for you? You create up some kind of metal mittens over her hands — right? Or cement blocks 'round her feet. And just get the hell out of there. 'Cause she's got no call treatin' you like that after you say 'No, thanks.'
I'm not sure that'll work. [Airy puffs out her cheeks as Airy begins to sip at his coffee. Her head rests lightly on his shoulder, her hips scouting against his side so she can sit close to him and not jostle his drink.]
Last time we met... well, she interrupted. Kind of. Then made me admit that I liked the way it felt. [A light defeated sigh seeped from Airy's lips like a deflated balloon.] I never really thought I liked girls before. I mean, I'm sure it's fine but I didn't think that was me.
I don't like it but my head says one thing and my body says something else. [It's confusing and Airy isn't sure what to do about it.] And I don't like her. As a person, however she makes me feel. I hate her.
It's all so frustrating.
[She needs more coffee.]
Last time we met... well, she interrupted. Kind of. Then made me admit that I liked the way it felt. [A light defeated sigh seeped from Airy's lips like a deflated balloon.] I never really thought I liked girls before. I mean, I'm sure it's fine but I didn't think that was me.
I don't like it but my head says one thing and my body says something else. [It's confusing and Airy isn't sure what to do about it.] And I don't like her. As a person, however she makes me feel. I hate her.
It's all so frustrating.
[She needs more coffee.]
Edited 2018-08-24 14:42 (UTC)
[When she leans on him, Cassidy rests a hand on her knee and keeps listening.
Oh... oh. He thinks he's catching up now: she's having a crisis of sexuality, which is actually something Cassidy can sympathize with. Hell, she's ahead of the game: it took him a few solid decades as a vampire to acknowledge he could be attracted to men.]
If you like girls, that's great! [—because I'd love to have a threesome with another woman isn't how he means that to be taken, but as soon as the words are out of his mouth, he imagines she might be thinking that. So, addendum:] Knowin' that about yourself is great. It's totally fine. Widow, she's — she's like this sort of sexy spider. Likes gettin' people all caught up in her web. You don't have to take that if you don't like her.
Oh... oh. He thinks he's catching up now: she's having a crisis of sexuality, which is actually something Cassidy can sympathize with. Hell, she's ahead of the game: it took him a few solid decades as a vampire to acknowledge he could be attracted to men.]
If you like girls, that's great! [—because I'd love to have a threesome with another woman isn't how he means that to be taken, but as soon as the words are out of his mouth, he imagines she might be thinking that. So, addendum:] Knowin' that about yourself is great. It's totally fine. Widow, she's — she's like this sort of sexy spider. Likes gettin' people all caught up in her web. You don't have to take that if you don't like her.
[Airy hadn't really taken his first remark as an implication to having a threesome with another woman. It is a possibility, maybe, Airy still has a streak of jealousy and it's easier not to feel that if their third partner is male, even if Cassidy was partial to both men and women. It's the way she'd grown up, the way she was programed to think and accept. Like any change, it'd take time and likely a gentle hand to make her feel comfortable with it.
What caught her attention was what Cassidy said after that, the way he had described her.
She sat up straight and looked over at him, her gaze harder, shielded and unreadable except for an air of uncertainty. Airy is going to ask a question that she doesn't want the answer to and she was steeling herself against the worst possible reply.]
You know her? [He had described her as sexy.] How do you know her Cassidy?
What caught her attention was what Cassidy said after that, the way he had described her.
She sat up straight and looked over at him, her gaze harder, shielded and unreadable except for an air of uncertainty. Airy is going to ask a question that she doesn't want the answer to and she was steeling herself against the worst possible reply.]
You know her? [He had described her as sexy.] How do you know her Cassidy?
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