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09/06/2006 11:14:00
wizard_dresden
[info]wizard_dresden
Harry's Office
That's another paperback in the "DONE" box. My stack's getting small. Might have to stop by ye olde favored used book shoppe sometime this week.

This would be the biggest set-back on being a professional wizard - the lack of regular clientele. Unless someone loses their keys, they don't usually come see me. Granted, these people usually feel rather dumb after forking over my fee so I can find their keys in their foyer, but who am I to complain?


Tags: harry dresden, susan rodriguez

 
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From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/06/2006 16:36:49  

Well, Susan's certainly not his usual clientele, but she's certainly standing in his doorway with a plastic bag in her hands. From a bookstore, incidentally.

Call it women's intuition.

"Hey, stranger. Brought you something."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/06/2006 17:45:51  

It's not every day a vampire - okay, half-vampire - shows up in my office door with goodies.

Come to think - I don't think that's ever happened before. Vampmires are a bit more prone to taking - blood, money, anything you hold valuable. Like thieves, only nastier.

"Oh yeah? Mom always said I shouldn't take candy from strangers."
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/06/2006 17:51:58  

She smiles, leaning on the doorframe a second before coming in, her foot clipping the door shut behind her.

"Good thing it's not candy, then," she says, leaving the bag on his desk and taking a seat. "They were having a 5 for 5 sale and of course I thought of you."

He might note that there's actually only 4 books in the bag.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/06/2006 17:54:13  

I reach out with the pen I've been tapping on the edge of the desk and draw the edge of the bag down. "Either you got gipped or you can't count."
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/06/2006 17:58:19  

"I, uh, kinda kept one for myself," she admits. "It's what I went in for and then there was the sale. So I suppose. I thought of you after I went in?"

She's smiling, though.

"No tacky romances for you. For me, however..."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/06/2006 18:01:44  

"And here I was thinking I'd get a cover filled with Fabio."
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/06/2006 18:05:26  

She tosses down a super-X-rated book. With a guy who looks like he could Fabio on the front cover.

"Well, if you want Fabio, you'll get Fabio. I suppose I'll have to get my rocks off somewhere else."

She smirks at him.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/06/2006 18:08:30  

I wrinkle my nose.

"What the hell is that?"

And she shouldn't say things like that to me. I'm trying really hard not to think those thoughts will make me wish I had an ice machine down the hall.
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/06/2006 18:10:56  

"Fabio," she shrugs. "He was my boyfriend for twenty minutes while I ate lunch. I'm going through boyfriends like cheap paperback romances, would you believe."

She licks her lips, still with that smirk on her lips. It's so much fun to watch Harry when he gets that look on his face.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/06/2006 18:25:48  

"Uh huh." I toss the book back at her. "Keep your paperboard boyfriend. I have some electric sheep to read up on."

Make a list - check it twice - wish there was a bucket - full of ice.

Fuck.
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/06/2006 18:28:40  

"Well, the last I heard, it was electric rabbits that were all the rage. Not so much for men, of course..."

Yes, she enjoys teasing him. She can't pump him for information anymore, so she has to do something to make up for it.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/06/2006 18:30:50  

At that, I just glare.
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/06/2006 18:32:11  

She just smiles at him.

It's fun to tease.

Except when it totally sucks because there's the whole half-vampire deal. But she can cover that with the smile. For the most part.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/06/2006 18:34:46  

"You have any other reason to be here? Or just to raise the temperature to degrees I can't fix with my squeaky ceiling fan?"
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/06/2006 18:36:09  

"Oh, just here to raise the temperature, make you sweat."

She bites her lip, not quite looking at him.

"And you say that like it's a bad thing. You don't want me here?"
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/06/2006 18:39:12  

"I don't mind you being here, Susan. Teasing's one thing, but hormone overload is a bit different."

Because it is so *not* fun to have to relieve it on your own.
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/06/2006 18:40:45  

She knows it's not fun. She's had to do it on her own just as long as he has, just in case.

"I'll tone it down."

She licks her lips, and picks up the Fabio book.

"I don't even get why people like guys like this."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/06/2006 18:43:02  

I shrug.

"Don't ask me. I like girls."
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/06/2006 18:44:55  

"You don't even have an opinion? 'Well, he's kinda handsome' or, 'he looks kinda gay.'?"

She raises an eyebrow.

"If it was a girl, I'd be opining all over the place."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/06/2006 18:46:09  

Another shrug.

"Guys don't opine so much on other guys."
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/06/2006 18:47:49  

She smiles.

"You should. It's kinda hot."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/06/2006 18:48:51  

"Mostly - he just looks fake. And dumb as a rock."
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/06/2006 18:49:41  

"See? That wasn't too hard. Also, true."

She puts the book in her bag.

"And kinda hot."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/06/2006 18:52:10  

"If you say so."

Man, I hate being single and horny and teased to hell by my ex-who-would-be-my-still- if-she-wasn't-a-vampire.
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/06/2006 18:53:47  

Her eyes are soft as she's looking at him.

"I know."

And she does. He doesn't even have to say what he's thinking - it's written on his face. Harry never could lie to save himself.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/06/2006 18:54:57  

I smirk.

"Not the worst thing I have to face. At least this won't kill me."

I hope.
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/06/2006 18:57:30  

"I don't know; if I get much hornier, I might kill you just because it's all your fault," she offers with a smile.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/06/2006 18:58:58  

Another glare.

"You started it."
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/06/2006 19:00:08  

"I just came to give you books, mister Wizard."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/06/2006 19:03:24  

"Mister Wizard was a science guy."
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/09/2006 17:56:37  

"And you most certainly aren't a science guy."

She raises an eyebrow.

"I didn't come here to torment you."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/09/2006 23:18:34  

"Good. I get tortured enough."
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/09/2006 23:26:18  

She sort of just looks at him for a moment.

"I know, Harry. I know."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/09/2006 23:35:02  

I lean back in my chair. "So, you gonna do something to be nice to me?"

I shouldn't go there - I shouldn't do it - but I keep having this images of shoving all the stuff off my desk and throwing her down on it...
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/09/2006 23:38:17  

The eyebrow gets raised again.

"Nothing planned. I thought the books would be nice."

Because she's thinking the exact same thing as he is, and that's kind of dangerous.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/09/2006 23:47:48  

"Yeah, the books are good."

I am the only one who has this problem - talking to the sort-of-ex-girlfriend is harder than talking to a new girlfriend?
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/09/2006 23:49:07  

She licks her lips as she looks at him, her hand absently rubbing her wrist.

"I should go."

Because the temperature in the room's escalating, at least to her.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/09/2006 23:53:40  

I nod.

"If you need to go."
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/09/2006 23:54:31  

"It's probably for the best," she agrees as she rises. "If you want me to."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/09/2006 23:56:09  

I sigh. "Don't ask me that."
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/09/2006 23:57:37  

"It wasn't a question."

It's just hard.

She bites her lip, looking at him a moment before closing her eyes. "I need to-"

And she turns, heading for the door.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 00:00:58  

I get up and walk around the desk. I almost beat her to the door. I catch her arm. "Susan, wait..."
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/10/2006 00:01:55  

She looks over her shoulder at him; a hungry look.

"If I don't go now, Harry..."

She shouldn't have to finish that sentence.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 00:13:48  

I know the rest of that, I don't want to, but I do. And it hurts. Too much to not do something.

My hand in her hair, I kiss her. I know, I shouldn't, but I have to. I miss her.
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/10/2006 00:19:07  

It seems, for a moment at least, that she's shying away from him and the kiss, but her hand on him keeps him close.

Even when she draws away with a shuddering breath, she's still got her hand on him, looking at him dangerously, hotly, hungrily.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 00:25:22  

I know I shouldn't have done that, but all I could think about while she was talking was the taste of her, the smell of her. Now there's the heat and hunger that lives just beneath the surface and I should probably tell her to go.

"You should probably go." And it's a whisper more than anything else.
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/10/2006 00:28:47  

Her fingers tighten against his shirt, and she's practically breathless; dark eyes almost too dark, a soft glow to her skin that's more to do with her arousal than the markings on her.

And she shakes her head, her chest swelling to him.

"You don't mean that," she purrs, licking her lips.

Feline. Hunger. And darkness beneath the surface.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 00:30:30  

"No, probably not, but you should go anyway."

If she doesn't, something bad might happen.
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/10/2006 00:31:47  

"Need you, though," she whispers, her hand sliding up his back, looking between Harry and the door. "Always need you."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 00:33:52  

I slide my hands to her wrists, drawing them away from me - for a moment, at least. She could tear me to shreds if she took a notion.

"I know... Beleive me, I know. But I can't. And neither can you."
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/10/2006 00:35:35  

She sags slightly, back against the wall as he holds her wrists in his hands.

"But we did. Why can't we?"

She closes her eyes again, obviously straining internally.

"I know we can't. I want-"
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 00:38:30  

"I know."

I draw her hands up to me and kiss the backs of her fingers.

"I know."
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/10/2006 00:41:08  

Her fingers curl, and she sags again, looking up at him, stepping forward to press against him, her face against his chest.

"It's hard to fight it. You smell so good; your blood and your sex smell so good and I shouldn't... shouldn't..."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 00:44:56  

"You're telling me."

She smells so good - so damned good. I want her - want her so bad, but I can't.

She could kill me.
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/10/2006 00:48:06  

She takes her hands back again, backing up against the door, her hand on the door handle, ready to go.

"You don't have the ropes with you again?"
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 00:49:12  

I shake my head.

"No. And I haven't been able to re-charge them from the last time."

Which now, I really regret, but I haven't had the money to do it. It's expensive.
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/10/2006 00:50:37  

"Then I need to go, or you need to press me to the wall."

Although he doesn't particularly get much of a choice, because her hand's going for the door. As much as she doesn't want to go for the door. She wants him to press her to the wall.

But she could kill him.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 00:54:04  

I step back toward my desk, away from her. As much as it hurts, as much as I don't want to, as much as I need her - I just can't.

"I'll see you around, Susan."

If she doesn't leave now, I don't know what will happen.
From: [info]only_half_red Date: 09/10/2006 00:57:32  

Her back straightens in the doorway.

"I'll see you around."

Closing the door's probably the hardest thing in the world, at that moment. But she manages it. And she's even on the outside when she does it, heading out of the building.

The Fabio book is left on Harry's desk.
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09/09/2006 21:59:00
[info]mightbeamermaid
Entering McAnally's...
This is what one gets for wandering. But she had been so bored in the central part of Chicago that she could cry.

She'd promised her father, upon their departure at the airport, that she would be 'good'. And she would be, of course, but she'd always been far too curious. Besides, Clara had told her it would be all right for her to wander and she listened to her little sister.

So. A pretty, slender girl with an apple in her hand and a bottle of brandy her father gave her as a parting gift in the small bag that she is carrying. She won't open it here, of course. She had noticed the sign on the door - it was what made her most curious about the place.

So she drifts inside, half-paying attention.

Tags: rosa del valle, harry dresden

 
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From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 13:14:24  

Anyone who saw her walk in would think she shouldn't be here, she isn't old enough, but she might be. Or - she's scared.

I'm not trying to look scary, but I was working a case and I was sort of undercover, so my look is a little darker than it would ordinarily be. I can try to help her if I can... if she doesn't run screaming.

Sometimes I love my life.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 13:19:12  

Or just really, really distracted.

It doesn't occur to her she might not be old enough to be in here; some things slip her mind.

So she looks for a place to sit, naturally.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 13:28:29  

Good luck finding a place to park it, unless you're gonna take the seat next to me. Mac's is packed tonight. I don't know why - there's nothing hairy going down. Maybe it's the moon or the water.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 13:29:40  

Which leaves the seat next to the man.

Well, if it is the only seat...she drops down into it easily and pulls out a corner of tablecloth from her bag and some thread.

Yep. Needlepoint.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 13:46:24  

That's a new one - needlepoint at Mac's. But - not the strangest thing we've ever seen.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 13:47:21  

Needlepoint with special detail to the chimera she's currently working on.

Yes, she seems to be ignoring most of the environment.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 14:55:44  

"Interesting hobby."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 17:34:45  

She blinks, looking up from the needlepoint.

"Gracias." A slight smile.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 17:57:13  

Spanish.

And no - not because I don't speak it.

"What is it?"
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 17:58:41  

Rosa simply shrugs.

Sometimes she doesn't actually know. "It is like lion, only not."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 18:07:10  

"I'm Harry."

It never hurts to be polite.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 18:08:00  

"I am Rosa."

A more genuine smile.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 18:18:14  

"Where're you from, Rosa?"
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 18:19:05  

She tucks the needlepoint away eventually.

"From Chile. Papa drop me off this morning."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 18:24:19  

"Long way from home. Where's Papa now?"

Gotta make sure she's not just been left here.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 18:25:54  

She has. But she's nineteen, despite what she looks.

"On plane back, I think." A soft shrug. "I am to learn here."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 18:27:24  

"To learn what?"
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 18:28:07  

"School, english..."

Her family was wealthy - so they had sent her elsewhere to attend post-secondary.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 18:33:47  

"You have a place to stay?"

I don't need to bring anyone home with me. I won't. But she can't stay at Mac's and she can't live on the streets - not if she's going to go to school.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 18:36:32  

"At the school."

Don't ask her which right now, however. But she does stay there. Maybe.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 18:43:46  

I nod. "Good."

"What brings you here?"
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 18:49:26  

She blushes a little.

"I was bored, and then I forgot to see where I was going."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 18:57:42  

I grin.

"Can you get back to where you need to go?"
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 18:58:26  

Her hand wobbles side to side uncertainly.

"Maybe?"
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 19:07:47  

"Do you remember the name of the school? You could catch a cab back to the school."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 19:09:27  

Her lips purse.

Eventually, she draws out a slip of paper.

"...Loyola?"
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 19:16:11  

I nod.

"I think there's a bus that goes by there too."

I'd offer to give her a ride, but weird things happen to me when I have additional passengers.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 19:17:25  

"Oh. Good."

A smile. "You have been here for long time?"
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 19:21:02  

I nod. "Yeah. A while."

I assume she means Chicago.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 19:22:57  

Of course.

She nods. "I am sorry if I am ... Nosy? Mama says I am curious."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 19:25:58  

"It's okay. It makes up for all the talking I don't get to do at work."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 19:28:03  

"Why not?" Her head cants slightly curiously.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 19:28:47  

"Slow business."

I shrug.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 19:29:51  

"Oh. It is not popular?"

A smile. "Or not needed much?"
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 19:34:05  

"No. More that people are afraid to admit to things they can't explain."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 19:34:47  

Her head tilts again.

"It is a hard job?" It sounds like it.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 19:44:48  

"Some days are harder than others."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 19:47:03  

"Oh."

She adds, after a time, "It is strange not to be stared at."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 19:51:22  

I shrug.

"I have a couple friends with green hair," I say with a smile.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 19:52:35  

"It is natural?"

She'd like to meet them.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 19:59:47  

To anyone else, that question would be really weird. So would the answer.

"For them - yeah."

I really don't think she should meet my godmother though. Lily, sure. Lea? Oh no way.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 20:02:31  

A smaller smile.

"Oh. There are none in Chile." Or, you know. Native chileans with skin like blue-white snow.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 20:05:58  

"No?" Another shrug. "Not really many humans around Chicago with green hair either. Unless it's done with dye."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 20:07:16  

"But I am."

Well, mostly. She thinks she is.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 20:10:03  

"You're not from Chicago, either."

It could make a difference.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 20:11:04  

"That is why?"

She seems skeptical, but she arches a brow. "Mama thinks I am a mermaid. But. Clara says no."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 20:15:43  

I give her a look.

"Mermaid?"

Confusing situation.

"Shouldn't you have fins and scales then?" I wave a finger toward her legs. And I probably look like a pervert, but she has nice legs.

I mentally shake that out of my mind.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 20:24:05  

Nice, smooth, nineteen-year-old legs.

A laugh. "Mama is strange, sometimes." She shakes her head. "Clara would know."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 20:26:22  

Should I tell her it's possible she *could* be a mermaid? I figure if there are faeries and werewolves and unicorns, mermaids can't be too far off.

"Yeah, moms are like that, I guess."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 20:27:15  

No, probably not.

"Mama forgets, I think. She has many children - she wants some to be different, maybe."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 20:37:35  

"It's a possibility."

I take a sip of my drink on the bar.

"What're you planning to learn in school?"
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 20:38:13  

She blinks a little.

"I do not know." Her father set most of the classes up. "Politics, if Papa chose."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 20:40:08  

"Is that what you want to study?"

She didn't sound too excited.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 20:41:18  

"I do not know much about what I am to study."

She shrugs. "But I will find out. Or change, if I do not like."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 20:44:55  

"Good plan."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 20:48:21  

She smiles.

"But I want to learn English better. It sound strange, now."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 20:50:34  

"A little."

Shut. Up. I'm a terrible liar. It's better to stick with the honesty.

"But you'll get there."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 20:51:41  

Honesty is good.

She nods. "I hope so. It is ..." She thinks of the word for a while. "Embar-assing?"
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 20:54:39  

"Just keep practicing. You're doing fine."

Hell - she's doing better than some people who've spoken English their whole lives.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 20:57:18  

She's had a good teacher - her mother does speak English, just not all the time.

A pause. "What is your job?"
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 21:01:54  

"I'm a private investigator."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 21:02:59  

Her vocabulary just barely extends there. She understands the vague concept.

"And you are .. not working?" Curious.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 21:03:53  

"Not at the moment no."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 21:04:51  

"Ah. I am not..." She's running out of conversation. So she thinks of something he said earlier.

"Do you deal with not-human things?"
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 21:07:45  

"Sometimes."

Where's she going with this?
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 21:10:00  

"Many people do not think that is real, in Chile. It is frustrating."

For her, for Clara.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 21:13:38  

"It's not much different in Chicago. People don't like to believe what they can't explain."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 21:14:41  

A frown.

"Clara could explain it, but they wouldn't listen."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 21:18:48  

"Probably not. If it doesn't match up with all the things they were told as kids, it probably won't be something they'll start believing."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 21:20:03  

She nods.

"Priest thought that Clara was 'posessed'." A soft laugh.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 21:22:29  

"Yeah, seen that too."
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 21:23:15  

"Oh. Well, she was not. She know things."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 21:25:11  

"So what does she think?"
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 21:27:13  

She blinks.

"Well, she is clair-vo-yant." She makes sure to pronounce that well. "She says I should be careful. Something is dangerous."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 21:31:07  

"Dangerous? Anything more specific than that?"
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 21:31:51  

Rosa shakes her head. "Clara .. is being eight." Not very developed, or at least not to her full potential.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 21:34:24  

"Ah. I see."

An 8-year-old clairvoyant? I'll have to make a note to ask Bob about that.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 21:37:41  

She nods.

"But she is very smart, even if she is youngest." Somehow they have at least 9 siblings between their ages, however.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 21:38:32  

"And where do you fall on the sibling chain?"
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 21:39:01  

"I am oldest. There are ... nine between."

Yep. Big family.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 21:42:57  

"Wow."

I try to hide the hurt in my face, since I never really had a family, much less a large one.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 21:51:26  

She furrows her brows a little and reaches forward to carefully touch his hand.

"I'm sorry."
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 21:56:20  

Okay - little spark.

"Thanks."

Doesn't matter what she means and I'm not giving away any more info.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 22:01:48  

She won't ask, really.

Rosa shifts a little and pulls out the needlepoint again. Oddly enough, the chimera seems to have .. moved.

So she goes to look for it on the cloth.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 22:07:30  

I blink and glance at the fabric and blink again and...

"Did your needlework design move?"

If not - Mac's ale's gotten a LOT stronger.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 22:08:40  

"Maybe is hiding?"

She grins, but she finds it again and carefully pokes its tail to make it still. After all, it's only got three legs.
From: [info]wizard_dresden Date: 09/10/2006 22:13:34  

"Sure, kid."

That is the strangest thing I've seen since I walked past that Star Wars convention last month.
From: [info]mightbeamermaid Date: 09/10/2006 22:18:48  

"Hn."

She's distracted again...until she's finished with the chimera's foot and details, she'll probably only be able to drift in her conversation.