[Uncertainty touches the edge of her expression as she meets Cassidy's gaze. They had talked about this... exactly this... but she had always supposed that it would be the other way around and that she'd be the one pimping him out.
Her teeth gently capture her lower lip and worries at the flesh.]
That's what we said. Wasn't it? If we got weird urges. I guess this counts.
[Except that it isn't the pollen that's effecting her.]
Okay. Ask those you know. Maybe... not a mass thing. [Since that could end disastrously.] But if you know a few women who might be interested and... I guess, not too intense? [That seems weird to ask him but Airy trusts him.]
Only if you're okay with it and I still want to talk to you about it afterwards.
Only if you're okay with me gettin' turned on when we talk about it, 'cause I can't promise it won't happen.
[He can almost guarantee it will, unless she winds up having a bad time.]
But I can think of a couple to ask. [Maybe it's better if she does know in advance who he's thinking of. That way, he'll already know her opinion of them.] Mostly, it's the ladies I know who're used to bein' of service in a sexual nature. Charlotte, for one — that's her background. Also Inara. You know Inara? 'bout the same height as Matt. Sorta got that mediterranean look goin' for her.
[Airy will likely also get turned on while talking about it but they'll cross that bridge when they come to it.]
Okay. Yeah. They sound good. I know Inara, not very well, but she seems nice. [She doesn't know if either will be particularly interested in helping her but she imagined that it'd be a little different between the pair of them. They're both sweet, in their own way, and confident.
She nods again.]
Yeah. Them or people like them. I can see that. That'd be okay.
Um... I feel like I should say thank you. It's weird but I guess it's okay. I mean, if I do like girls. It can't really be a bad thing. Not here anyway.
It’s the opposite of a bad thing. [He loops an arm around her shoulders.] It’s totally great.
[He smiles down toward his coffee before lifting it, as he continues:] And I get to be your wingman as well as your boyfriend — i gotta say, that’s a new one.
It's new for me too. [She gently pokes his chest with a smile and then kisses his cheek.] And I'll let you know what I do about the Widowmaker Orc Sword thing. [For now, that seems like it's at a good enough point. Airy will figure out what to do and hopefully the surprise would deter Widowmaker from... doing everything that Widowmaker does.]
[Airy is excited and she doesn't waste any time to go to where Cassidy is. She does stop into STAXX and orders a quick bag of fries to go but then she's looking around outside the building to try and find where Cassidy is sitting.]
Cass. [She calls to him when she sees him.] I have fries and exciting news.
[Cassidy is sitting on the edge of the one of the walkways that curve around a massive tree trunk, looking out at the view of the city. He's got his tome next to him, and the little box where he keeps his cigarettes and joints.
Fries and news. This should be fun.]
I've not seen anythin' about houses. Although I did see what looked to be somebody flyin'. [He gestures out at the view.] Out by the edge of the Wilds.
[When she takes out the paper, Cassidy gives a frown that's meant to be thoughtful, but might come off more confused. He takes the paper from her and reads it with a squint. Parcels of land within the city of Ainmhian have been allotted for the purpose of housing...]
You wanna get a house? [His brain is taking a couple of seconds to catch up to things. Like - oh, hey - the fact that the fries are in his lap. He pinches a couple between his fingers and folds them into his mouth while he finishes reading the flyer.]
[Airy reaches over and steals some of the fries while Cassidy inspects the flyer. She knows that he's high and doesn't really blame him for taking his time with it. Airy's honestly used to Cassidy in this state and loves him just as much now as she does when he isn't blitzed.]
Yeah. With you.
[It's what people usually do in relationships after awhile and they've been dating for over half a year, Airy feels like its safe to ask and not to come off all clingy or anything.]
[Ooohkay. Time for a mid-trip check-in with himself. He's 95% certain this is actually happening. He has a distinct linear memory of communicating with her over the tomes, and her bringing him the fries, and here they are.
But it seems absurd. Moving in with his girlfriend. It's a step toward all that domestic stuff they talked about in the hypothetical, if they both wound up in a world that was a bit more normal. In his current state, Cassidy's more inclined to be amused by it than freaked out. He doesn't get as far as laughing, but his lips do pull into a smirk.]
Only in bloody Fairyland, right?
[Oh. wait.] You're serious. [He takes another look at the flyer. The calligraphy is giving off subtle rainbow-colored ripples.
So maybe it's absurd. Maybe, also, it's another way the fairies are giving him a chance at something he'd never have otherwise.]
Sort of a big step. [A statement which he's immediately worried she'll take the wrong way.] That's not me sayin' no, it's just — it's pretty major, gettin' a place together, y'know?
[She realizes that he's high and that it'll take some time for the suggestion to sink in.
Waiting, she reaches over to Cassidy's lap and starts to munch on the fries that she'd brought. Her intention had been to give them to Cassidy but waiting makes her hungry. She's nervous that he'll say no and what that will mean. They've talked about hypothetical's but Airy never thought they'd have a situation like this.
It's been more than a few months and it feels like an appropriate time but maybe her point of view is skewed. She's used to living with more than just herself.]
I am serious.
[Airy tries to keep her voice even but she's terrified.]
And I know it's a step but... it's not the biggest step and we've been kind of doing stuff out of order. I just thought it'd be nice to have a place that's ours. No matter what craziness happens, we have someone to come home to... kind of thing. [God, that sounds cheesier than she'd meant.]
[Thinking is a slippery notion right now, but fries are hot, salty, and delicious. Cassidy snacks on a couple more while Airy explains her reasoning.
He knows there's questions he ought to be asking. What happens on the days when he doesn't come home, because he got stoned and wandered out into the Wilds, or passed out at the arcade? Will she feel more betrayed any time he's with someone else, once they have a place together?
She'd have every right, if she did. That's part of what making a home together means. It's not like they'd just be roommates.
Fries are delicious. The view up here is lovely, and she's beautiful, and the whole world is shimmering like the surface of a bubble. If he says the wrong thing, he could be in danger of seeing it burst.]
No, right. I get it. Totally. I mean, I understand.
[Thing Number One is don't freak out, because if the trip goes bad, it'll only make things worse. Except that just thinking goes bad and make things worse stirs up enough dread to make it dangerously possible.]
Can I have some time to think about it, though? Only I'm still peakin' on these mushrooms and everythin' is a bit flimsy at the moment.
[Airy knows what it means. She knows what she's asking Cassidy. Not just Cassidy but herself too. She wouldn't let herself have random sleepovers without messaging him. They aren't sexual but it'd mean not coming home and having a home is an unspoken obligation.
It matters.
she realizes it.
But Airy really wants it too.
Things with Cassidy are going fairly well. It's not perfect but nothing in this place is and she thinks that they can make this step and it'd make them both happy. If she'd thought that it'd only benefit one of them, she wouldn't have brought it up at all, but it feels... right to her.]
Yeah. That's alright. But can we talk about it soon? I don't really want to leave it hanging out there.
[If things are left hanging, they could get heavy, and then the bubble could burst anyway. Some of the colors in the distance are starting to melt and drip like wax.]
The last time I had a house was in Vegas. [So, not all that long ago, but also:] I lived alone, then. And I was only rentin' it. Tiny little place...
[It's easier to start going on about the past, to talk about houses in a more general sense.]
Last time I lived with someone in a house was... [When? He gestures with the fries he's just picked up.] ...the hippie village. Though that was more like the castle, people sleepin' all over in different rooms, like.
[Airy is willing to give Cassidy time, she understands how crazy a trip can get, but she doesn't want to wait too long. Even now she feels her own uncertainty gnawing at the sides of her stomach. Maybe she'll remind him about it later? When he isn't high.
Then he begins to talk. Airy scoots close to his side and munches slowly on salty warm fries as she listens.]
How long ago was all that? [Hippies are the 80's but she isn't sure if there had been more before that. A Hippie village is more like what she's used to at the compound; they had all lived in one place and it's easy to walk down the hall and see who all was around or asleep. Sort of like the castle but families often shared spaces.]
I mean; the Hippie village.
[Airy remembers that Vegas hadn't been that long ago. Cassidy had said it's one of the few times he'd kept a stable job, only to be tracked down by hunters.]
The seventies. [Cassidy lets his legs dangle over the edge of the walkway as he looks off into the distance, and chews on his fries.] Fifty years ago, now.
[She's trying to keep the conversation positive but she also wants to know more. When was the last time he lived one on one with someone he cared about? What had happened? Is this why he doesn't want to move in with her? How many places has he been? Has he lost them all?
What would that feel like?
Airy reaches forward and takes Cassidy's free hand, intertwining his fingers with hers before grabbing another french fry.]
It was lovely. [A long time ago, but the memories are still clear. It was lovely... until it wasn't. Until things went south, and he'd had to leave. That had been at the end, though.]
There was this girl, Sheila... and this other one. Stacy. [Airy doesn't like hearing about him with other women, though. Also, those two are tied up in the whole going-south bit, so Cassidy shifts away from them quick. He's rambling, now, letting the mushrooms direct the path of his thoughts, and only applying a bit of mental steering when it's needed.] A bunch of other people. We spent most of the time outside, when it wasn't wintertime. The houses were basically a place to keep all our shite and sleep in. Which, really, often I've found, that's all a house is when y'get down to it. A place to keep your shite and rest up.
[Airy doesn't like hearing about people she's slept with here but people who were firmly in the past don't bother her. She has ex's too but that had been before Cassidy. With Cassidy, she wants it to just be the two of them. She doesn't want to walk around and wonder if he's slept with the people she meets.]
That's true. It's really sharing a place to sleep that I'm asking for then.
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