The Mansion

[Archangel1978]

He head a small sipping noise that teared him out of his writing mayem. He looked at her on the frame of the doorway.
He smiled at her and said "Good morning. Come join me. He offered the seat next to him as he closed his book."

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She watched him a moment then sauntered into her own room and took the chair he pointed out, crossing her leg over the other one.

"I didn't want to bother you, Richard. You looked busy, but I think we need to talk."

 

[Archangel1978]

He smiled and nodded. "Yes we do. May I begin?"

 

[DarkWarrioress]

He smiled and nodded. "Yes we do. May I begin?"

She smiled in return, cradling her coffee cup in one hand as she watched him.

"Of course. Please do."

 

[Archangel1978]

"First I just want to say thank you for letting me stay here during this time. It's been really nice here. Decompress and write out some things," He motioned to his notebook. "Second, about my little ummm...rant. I was trying to display my new ability about my wings changing colour and then they reflect the emotion at the time. What happened I think was I got sad, and then depressed and when you're in that state, thing just start coming out of your mouth without thinking about them. Everything I said yesterday was true. I just didn't tell you because well, to be honest you intimidate me just a little. " He smiled slightly at that last part when he said it.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

"First I just want to say thank you for letting me stay here during this time. It's been really nice here. Decompress and write out some things," He motioned to his notebook. "Second, about my little ummm...rant. I was trying to display my new ability about my wings changing colour and then they reflect the emotion at the time. What happened I think was I got sad, and then depressed and when you're in that state, thing just start coming out of your mouth without thinking about them. Everything I said yesterday was true. I just didn't tell you because well, to be honest you intimidate me just a little. " He smiled slightly at that last part when he said it.

"Richard,"

If anything she looked surprised and puzzled, thoroughly puzzled at that. her brow furrowed as she glanced down at her cup, running a finger lightly around the rim a few times, before she looked back up at him.

"Why do I intimidate you? I have been nothing but friendly, offering my hospitality even my friendship. What is there to feel intimidated about?"

 

[Archangel1978]

"My dear Cait, you must remember that I'm a fallen Angel new to this mortal world who is still exploring remember? So anyone that shows the least bit of confidence in the area of physical intimacy, which you do by the sheer way that you are and carry yourself. Plus the night I accidently saw you with Glad. Ummm....it's burned into memory by the way.."He smiled
"As for you being friendly and hospitable you have been nothing short of an angel my dear." He smiled when he said angel. "It's not that. Don't worry."

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She took a deep breath and let it out again, considering.

"I've been told that before, about how I carry myself, the way I am. Richard, will you be honest with me and explain those two things to me, because, frankly, I don't understand it. I'm just me, Cait. Nothing special in that."

 

[Archangel1978]

Those two things? Forgive me...I've said a lot. Are you wanting me to explain me being a fallen angel exploring and you're intimidation 2 things?" He said cautiously not sure if he was right.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She laughed, amused and hopefully it eased a bit of the tension she was feeling..

"I meant the intimidation thing. Sorry. I should have clarified better. With a little imagination, I think I manage to imagine the fallen angel thing."

 

[Archangel1978]

"I've been into many places in the world since I've come here. I've only had one physical encounter since then and although I find you attractive and beautiful, I didn't want to jeapodize your friendliness towards me or the rejection. I love being her Cait. It's so welcoming. Might build one of my own one day. A place just for me. But currently don't have one...I'm getting off topic..sorry.
I guess it's not so much you're intimidating, I'm just scared is all to come forward with true feelings." And as he said that and looked into her eyes his wings fully became a dark crimson red. And he smiled gently.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She set aside her mug and held out both hands, palms up, toward him.

"Give me your hands, Richard. Please."

Her eyes were calm. Friendly. Caring.

"Rejection is something we all have to deal with. It's not pleasant and it can be downright hurtful. How we handle it, is what's important. Do we lash out in anger and pain? Do we just meekly accept it and go our way? Each situation calls for a choice and that choice shows our character, what we're made of. If we live in fear of rejection, we'll never fully appreciate great joy or acceptance.

My friendliness is not based on how you feel about me even if I don't feel the same way about you. It's based on wanting to get to know you, as a person," she smiled, her eyes amused, "and being friends. In any case, you should always be honest about how you feel, even if you can't quite figure out what that is or how to express it. I learned that lesson recently myself.

Friendship is far more important, Richard. A friend you can have for years. A lover is a fleeting thing. Sometimes... it's only for a night... sometimes," she smiled softly, " if you're lucky, it's longer than that. But it's all fragile. We mortals, are fragile things yet, we are strong. We survive."

 

[Archangel1978]

He set aside the notebook and the glass and shifted so he could accept her hands in his. He was trembling slightly.
He listened to her voice. Calming him. Relaxing him.
While she talked he listened intently about friendship, intimacy, being fragile and smiled at it all. She was right.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She squeezed his hands, her eyes finding his, "I am honored you feel that way about me but I can always use friends and who knows what is down that road for us. We may end up as lovers yet."

She had a feeling he understood, at least, she hoped he did.

 

[Archangel1978]

He gently stood and pulled her to her feet with him and gently kissed her on the forehead before giving her a very big hug. He gently flapped his wings to give just enough lift to float them in a little circular motion as he hugged her.
"Thanks for being my very good friend Cait."
He felt that he had connected with someone far more that a physical connection. He had a friend.
"You're one in a million."
He gently set them down and began to release her.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

He gently stood and pulled her to her feet with him and gently kissed her on the forehead before giving her a very big hug. He gently flapped his wings to give just enough lift to float them in a little circular motion as he hugged her.
"Thanks for being my very good friend Cait."
He felt that he had connected with someone far more that a physical connection. He had a friend.
"You're one in a million."
He gently set them down and began to release her.

"Oh my!" She was surprised, not by the hug but by is wings and what he made them do. Then she laughed in delight.

"Richard, I am honored to be considered your friend."

 

[Archangel1978]

He yawned suddenly. "Oh, my all that writing must have made me tired. I'm off to my room for a bit. Thank you for this wonderful talk Cait. " He bowed deeply as he backed away and walked up the stairs to his room.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

He yawned suddenly. "Oh, my all that writing must have made me tired. I'm off to my room for a bit. Thank you for this wonderful talk Cait. " He bowed deeply as he backed away and walked up the stairs to his room.

She watched him go with a smile, gathered her mug and left the library, heading back to her study.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

The Study

She rubbed the back of her neck idly, her eyes just wandering over the things on her desk. Some of them made her smile, some made her wistful and some, just outright made her want to cry. There was something intrinsically stubborn about her, she needed reminders, good or sad. All these things were good things, she had not a regret about any of them. She might tear up, but she thought of some and what they represented with a smile. Hesitating for a moment but no more than that, she reached for the dagger and idly, while holding it in one hand, set tip to pad of finger and gently rotates it with enough pressure to hold it in place and yet not so much as to draw blood.

Her eyes found the bouquet he left her and smiled with pleasure in her eyes this time. He sent her a bouquet instead of another single flower. This one was a continual surprise, a quiet strong one.

Her lion. Her eyes moved on, her fingers still absentmindedly twirling the dagger. Glad. She needed to seek him out later so they could talk. The RW was going to tug her away and he had school, but perhaps, later this evening.

There was a new trinket on her desk now. An angel with wings, to remind her of Richard and to inspire her, remind her, when her thoughts turned dark. Fallen angel he may be, but a good and kind spirit he remained.

Her potted roses from Miss Illi needed watering again, something she'd attend to shortly before settling in to write. She was grateful to Miss Illi. They shared mutual friends and when there was a falling out amongst them, she remained true to all. That was a gift and a treasure.

The small figure of an elf crouched next to the potted roses reminded her of Thyri. Mischievous and full of fun. Always looking for a way to lighten someone's spirit.

There were others, all of whom she didn't have a representative memento for yet, but they would come, eventually. Fr33k, the Rogue, CG, Raven, M, Zy, Nina.

And... her fingers slipped on the blade's edge, a drop of blood. Setting dagger to wood, she raises thumb to lips and licks it away. If only the rest were so simple, so easy.

Creativity.

Now.

Wait. More coffee first.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

He yawned, stretched his arms and legs, and got out of bed. What time was it? Almost noon! He would be late for his appointment. Damn! How come the alarm didn't go off, he thought...

After a quick shower, and getting dressed, he descended down the stairs of his bedroom and went down to the kitchen. He had to rush, otherwise he wouldn't get another date till next month. How could he be so careless!

He thought about the last few days and how hectic they had been. Especially at work. Then, he thought of Cait. She must be in the house somewhere. Should he go look for her and say Hi before leaving? He grabbed a sandwich and rapidly started walking towards the study, hoping she might be in there. If not, he'll just see her later. Just then the phone in his pocket rang...

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Coffee ...check
Water for her roses... check
Back at her desk... check

Determined to focus on matters at hand and not dwell on what can no longer be, she pulls the keyboard closer and starts with a post for Fr33k.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

He hung up the phone as soon as he reached the door of the study, a slightly relieved look on his face, although now he had to make time next week for his postponed appointment. The door to the study although open, was not ajar as it normally was. There was a small gap through which he could hear a noise of somebody typing on a keyboard. Not entirely sure whether he should disturb her or not, he finally knocked after a minute or so and then, waited...

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Her fingers paused then lifted from the keyboard as she swiveled around, wondering who was that was knocking.

"It's open, come in." Her voice was soft, absentminded even.

She was getting frustrated in any case. Damn Muse. Fickle thing that it was.

 

[Mav Unlimited]

He pushed the door and peeked in, then slipping in slowly he paused, and smiled at her.

"Good afternoon, Cait. I was just on my way out, but thought I'd drop by and say Hello"

He noticed her mind was preoccupied with something, and it was making her either slightly uncomfortable or restless.

"Are you okay?"

He moved inside the room, towards her desk, pushing the door into the same position as it was, behind him.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

She leaned her head back against her leather chair for a moment, inhaling deeply then rose to her feet, moving to stand in front of him, regarding him with gentle eyes as she raised a hand to the side of his face.

"I'll be fine, Gentle Tiger. Thank you for asking. Don't let me keep you from whatever it is that needs your attention."

In her mind, she had chosen to call him that because he reminded her of it. A strong, handsome Bengal Tiger. Tigers had a silent elegant strength about them. They knew it. They didn't need to flaunt it. They make their own choices, who they consort with, who they choose to mate with. There was no doubting they could be lethal if forced to it but they rather be purring and enjoying life.