*Max*
I sense Liz's hesitation before she tells me that she's busy on her next night off. That's happened before, usually with a study group. This time it's dinner with Kyle and his dad. I nod, understanding that her friendship with Kyle is important. I don't want her to sacrifice that. She may end up staying here and she'll need that friendship then.
I see her trouble with the drink and Mr. Brook notices, too. I know I'm the cause of her distraction and I feel a bit guilty about it. Usually she can handle the duality of our mental conversations but I guess the emotion behind it isn't helping any.
"Thank you," I say aloud as she sets the drink at my place. *No need to explain,* I tell her gently. *I understand. The Valentis have been good friends to you.*
In truth, Kyle's been a good friend to us, too. He's extended his protection of Liz's secret to include ours and despite his disapproval of the 'bonding' plan, he's not done anything to block our contact with Liz. Of course, if she's working tomorrow and she's with them on Sunday, then we're into the school week again and it's often hard for her to get out then.
Still, I'd like to spend some time with her when we can really speak face to face. When she won't have to split her attention. I don't know how much of the day she's planning to spend with the Valentis, but I'm guessing it's more than just dinner or she might have mentioned getting together in the afternoon.
I try to keep my mental tone light, letting her know that I'm not upset. *I was planning to take you out to Senor Chow's tonight. Would you settle for some coffee and breakfast sandwiches tomorrow morning? I can bring them by before your shift.*
I know she's working in the evening, so she's probably not starting before noon. Her study groups are rarely in the morning, so she should be free. Hopefully we can have at least an hour together, maybe more...
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~Liz~
I’m relieved to find that Max doesn’t seem to have a problem with my having dinner with Kyle and Jim. It’s something that I probably should have told him about before, but it’s never really come up… It’s a part of my routine, but last time I went I had only just met Max, and we weren’t going out, so my social activities, apart from when we arranged something for the group, weren’t that relevant. *Thanks* I give a small smile, moving onto another table who’s just sat down to take an order while we continue our mental conversation.
*I was planning to take you out to Senor Chow's tonight. Would you settle for some coffee and breakfast sandwiches tomorrow? I can bring them by before your shift.*
Breakfast, I hadn’t thought of that before… Certainly it’s one of the few times of the day when I actually have some time to myself usually, that, and right before bed of course. I smile inwardly at his thoughtfulness in suggesting something like that, waiting a moment before answering while I note down what this table wants. “Anything else…?” I ask politely as I take the final item down.
The woman who’s been giving the order shakes her head, and I smile brightly. “Alright, well I’ll just go sort your drinks, and your food should be ready shortly…”
Turning, I head back to the counter, running through the usual routine of passing on the order etc while I fix the drinks. This time they’re hot, so I do need to pay attention, but I decide to give multitasking another try… *Yeah, that’d be really nice…I’d like that…* I give a mental smile. Come to think of it, breakfasts could be an ideal chance to spend some regular time together, only problem is they’re not exactly practical on a regular basis when one person is over the other side of town to the other…
Pausing a moment to change the cup, filling the next with coffee from the machine, I press the button and then add some more. *I’m not finishing here until after ten tonight though, and I won’t be home until close to eleven likely, so could we make it a bit later rather than earlier, say half nine or ten maybe…?* I suggest to Max, as I put both cups onto a tray with saucers and pick up the tray to carry them over with the soda that completes that order.
I’m relieved to find that Max doesn’t seem to have a problem with my having dinner with Kyle and Jim. It’s something that I probably should have told him about before, but it’s never really come up… It’s a part of my routine, but last time I went I had only just met Max, and we weren’t going out, so my social activities, apart from when we arranged something for the group, weren’t that relevant. *Thanks* I give a small smile, moving onto another table who’s just sat down to take an order while we continue our mental conversation.
*I was planning to take you out to Senor Chow's tonight. Would you settle for some coffee and breakfast sandwiches tomorrow? I can bring them by before your shift.*
Breakfast, I hadn’t thought of that before… Certainly it’s one of the few times of the day when I actually have some time to myself usually, that, and right before bed of course. I smile inwardly at his thoughtfulness in suggesting something like that, waiting a moment before answering while I note down what this table wants. “Anything else…?” I ask politely as I take the final item down.
The woman who’s been giving the order shakes her head, and I smile brightly. “Alright, well I’ll just go sort your drinks, and your food should be ready shortly…”
Turning, I head back to the counter, running through the usual routine of passing on the order etc while I fix the drinks. This time they’re hot, so I do need to pay attention, but I decide to give multitasking another try… *Yeah, that’d be really nice…I’d like that…* I give a mental smile. Come to think of it, breakfasts could be an ideal chance to spend some regular time together, only problem is they’re not exactly practical on a regular basis when one person is over the other side of town to the other…
Pausing a moment to change the cup, filling the next with coffee from the machine, I press the button and then add some more. *I’m not finishing here until after ten tonight though, and I won’t be home until close to eleven likely, so could we make it a bit later rather than earlier, say half nine or ten maybe…?* I suggest to Max, as I put both cups onto a tray with saucers and pick up the tray to carry them over with the soda that completes that order.
My fics:
Dreams and Reality
Reality Revealed
Family Connections
When Love and Loss Collide
When Friendship and Love Combine - New!
If Only...
The Important Thing
Home for Christmas
I Knew Him Before (PB fic)
Love Always...
The First Time Around - New!
Dreams and Reality
Reality Revealed
Family Connections
When Love and Loss Collide
When Friendship and Love Combine - New!
If Only...
The Important Thing
Home for Christmas
I Knew Him Before (PB fic)
Love Always...
The First Time Around - New!
*Max*
I wait as patiently as possible as Liz takes the order at the next table. I know that after her bobble a minute ago, she's probably just trying to be sure she doesn't make any errors and taking advantage of the time to mull over her response. It doesn't mean that she's deliberately not answering or delaying her answer.
At least, I'm almost certain it doesn't. She doesn't seem to be one to play those games, but I feel more than a bit uncertain as she deliberately goes about her job. I take another bite of my burger although it seems to taste like sawdust at the moment. I add more Tabasco and try to watch Liz without staring. I don't want to arouse Mr. Brooks attention. I hope she doesn't think I'm being over-bearing or crowding her. If she needs that time to herself, I hope she'll just say so...
Although it seems ages, it's just a minute later when she finally responds, accepting the idea and letting me know when she'll be available.
*That's pretty much when I had in mind,* I say, honestly, a smile spreading across my face. I'd been guessing Liz might lie in so nine or ten seemed about right. I'm so glad she said yes. Suddenly, the juicy burger seems like the best I've ever had. *I'll see you at nine-thirty, then. Anything in particular you'd like me to bring, or shall I just surprise you?*
If this works out well, I could probably do it again on Sunday morning. Weekdays could work too, since my shift starts about the same time as her school, although it would be a lot less time together since we'd both be rushing off -- probably no more than half an hour. Still, it could easily be worth the effort...
I wait as patiently as possible as Liz takes the order at the next table. I know that after her bobble a minute ago, she's probably just trying to be sure she doesn't make any errors and taking advantage of the time to mull over her response. It doesn't mean that she's deliberately not answering or delaying her answer.
At least, I'm almost certain it doesn't. She doesn't seem to be one to play those games, but I feel more than a bit uncertain as she deliberately goes about her job. I take another bite of my burger although it seems to taste like sawdust at the moment. I add more Tabasco and try to watch Liz without staring. I don't want to arouse Mr. Brooks attention. I hope she doesn't think I'm being over-bearing or crowding her. If she needs that time to herself, I hope she'll just say so...
Although it seems ages, it's just a minute later when she finally responds, accepting the idea and letting me know when she'll be available.
*That's pretty much when I had in mind,* I say, honestly, a smile spreading across my face. I'd been guessing Liz might lie in so nine or ten seemed about right. I'm so glad she said yes. Suddenly, the juicy burger seems like the best I've ever had. *I'll see you at nine-thirty, then. Anything in particular you'd like me to bring, or shall I just surprise you?*
If this works out well, I could probably do it again on Sunday morning. Weekdays could work too, since my shift starts about the same time as her school, although it would be a lot less time together since we'd both be rushing off -- probably no more than half an hour. Still, it could easily be worth the effort...
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OOC: if you want me to take out the bit with Jen just say, I hope the rest is okay though
~Liz~
Max seems pleased with my answer, and as I turn around to glance at him, I’m sure the smile on his face must match that on mine… It sounds like a nice idea, and certainly the chance to spend some time together is important. If only our lives didn’t keep clashing so much… It’s a shame we don’t live nearer you know, because that would provide for more opportunity too. There’s been a couple of times when I’ve had stuff to do for school, so had to decline an offer from Max to go out. In the end, what would have been possible would have been for him to come over and spend half an hour or something when I’m done. It wouldn’t have been much, and by the time I knew that it was too late, but had he been closer, it could have been good…
Moving onto another table that’s just been vacated to wipe it down, I hear Max ask about if there’s anything particular I want, and I give a mental shake. *Not really, how about you surprise me…* I suggest likely, knowing that by now he’s pretty aware of my likes and dislikes. *I’m sure you’ll be able to come up with something I’ll enjoy…*
“Liz, can I get another soda?”
That’s Jen from school who’s sat at the counter. She’s the girlfriend of one of the guys from the team, not one of the girls I would class as a friend, as much as an acquaintance, but we talk from time to time when she comes into the diner. Turning round, I smile and nod, heading over to take the glass she’s holding out. “Sure Jen, I’ll just be a minute…”
“Who’s the hotty over there…?”
She indicates the booth that Max is sitting at, and right now I’m feeling decisively awkward…
“You two seem to be getting on well, is something going on there…?”
Is there…? Honestly, I don’t really know… We’re going out, but we haven’t even kissed properly, and certainly other than Kyle our ‘relationship’ such as it is, isn’t common knowledge at school. It’s not that I particularly want to hide it, but then when age comes into play again, it’s nowhere near as simple as if I were going out with someone from school… Jen’s a bit of a blabbermouth too, so I don’t really want to give her any ideas and risk getting Max into trouble. “Oh, that’s Max…” I respond vaguely, hoping desperately that she’ll leave it at that although I think I already know she isn’t going to.
“Max…? You’re on first name terms…” She observes.
I swallow. “Uh yeah…I know him and his family, they’re good friends…”
She nods, but even as I leave to get her drink, I can see the wheels churning in her head. School could be fun on Monday…
When I come back to deliver her drink, I’m fully expecting more questions, but luckily I’m saved as there comes a call from the kitchen to say that Max’s burger and fries are ready. “Sorry Jen, I gotta get back to work, nice talking to you…” I smile and head over, picking up the tray and carrying it over to where Max is sat. I know he has to be wondering about my sudden silence… *Sorry, that’s Jen from school…* I send to him quickly, before going on. *So what other plans have you got for the weekend? * I ask as I set it down in front of him with a smile. "Enjoy your food sir..."
~Liz~
Max seems pleased with my answer, and as I turn around to glance at him, I’m sure the smile on his face must match that on mine… It sounds like a nice idea, and certainly the chance to spend some time together is important. If only our lives didn’t keep clashing so much… It’s a shame we don’t live nearer you know, because that would provide for more opportunity too. There’s been a couple of times when I’ve had stuff to do for school, so had to decline an offer from Max to go out. In the end, what would have been possible would have been for him to come over and spend half an hour or something when I’m done. It wouldn’t have been much, and by the time I knew that it was too late, but had he been closer, it could have been good…
Moving onto another table that’s just been vacated to wipe it down, I hear Max ask about if there’s anything particular I want, and I give a mental shake. *Not really, how about you surprise me…* I suggest likely, knowing that by now he’s pretty aware of my likes and dislikes. *I’m sure you’ll be able to come up with something I’ll enjoy…*
“Liz, can I get another soda?”
That’s Jen from school who’s sat at the counter. She’s the girlfriend of one of the guys from the team, not one of the girls I would class as a friend, as much as an acquaintance, but we talk from time to time when she comes into the diner. Turning round, I smile and nod, heading over to take the glass she’s holding out. “Sure Jen, I’ll just be a minute…”
“Who’s the hotty over there…?”
She indicates the booth that Max is sitting at, and right now I’m feeling decisively awkward…
“You two seem to be getting on well, is something going on there…?”
Is there…? Honestly, I don’t really know… We’re going out, but we haven’t even kissed properly, and certainly other than Kyle our ‘relationship’ such as it is, isn’t common knowledge at school. It’s not that I particularly want to hide it, but then when age comes into play again, it’s nowhere near as simple as if I were going out with someone from school… Jen’s a bit of a blabbermouth too, so I don’t really want to give her any ideas and risk getting Max into trouble. “Oh, that’s Max…” I respond vaguely, hoping desperately that she’ll leave it at that although I think I already know she isn’t going to.
“Max…? You’re on first name terms…” She observes.
I swallow. “Uh yeah…I know him and his family, they’re good friends…”
She nods, but even as I leave to get her drink, I can see the wheels churning in her head. School could be fun on Monday…
When I come back to deliver her drink, I’m fully expecting more questions, but luckily I’m saved as there comes a call from the kitchen to say that Max’s burger and fries are ready. “Sorry Jen, I gotta get back to work, nice talking to you…” I smile and head over, picking up the tray and carrying it over to where Max is sat. I know he has to be wondering about my sudden silence… *Sorry, that’s Jen from school…* I send to him quickly, before going on. *So what other plans have you got for the weekend? * I ask as I set it down in front of him with a smile. "Enjoy your food sir..."
My fics:
Dreams and Reality
Reality Revealed
Family Connections
When Love and Loss Collide
When Friendship and Love Combine - New!
If Only...
The Important Thing
Home for Christmas
I Knew Him Before (PB fic)
Love Always...
The First Time Around - New!
Dreams and Reality
Reality Revealed
Family Connections
When Love and Loss Collide
When Friendship and Love Combine - New!
If Only...
The Important Thing
Home for Christmas
I Knew Him Before (PB fic)
Love Always...
The First Time Around - New!
OOC -- sorry for the delay -- I keep thinking I can improve upon the 'Max' post but nothing seems to come. This is essentially exactly the same that I had two weeks ago. I should have posted it then.
*Max*
I’m smiling broadly as I pack up the remains of our coffee and breakfast on Sunday morning. Two mornings in a row of solid time together in Liz’s apartment. Yesterday we only had two hours but today it’s been more than three. I don’t know if I can call it a ‘date’ or not since we didn’t go anywhere, but it feels like one. It’s more ‘private time’ than I’ve had with her for a long while. We haven’t had an evening date in over a week, but these morning get-togethers really make the rest of my day shine, even if we can’t see each other again in the evening.
Last night, the five of us were able to spend a little time hiking through the desert before it got dark, but we still don’t have any better answers than we did before. I find it so hard to understand why Nacedo never gave us any more precise information on what we were looking for or how to find it. It’s so frustrating. Of course, he told Liz even less, so I guess we should be glad for what we have.
“So how soon are you expected at the Valentis?” I ask as I dump the paper containers in her trash. It would only take a moment of power to disintegrate them, but there really isn’t any need. At least, I hope not. I’m sure the Air Force or the FBI would be glad to swab our leavings for DNA analysis, but there have been no sign of any interest from the law enforcement agencies. “Is there time for us to play a board game or maybe just watch some TV before I drive you over there? I believe you still owe me a re-match in Scrabble.” I grin as I remember it. She’d whomped me good yesterday morning. Today, I beat her three times in chess, but that doesn’t mean I don’t feel a need to redeem myself on the Scrabble board.
*Kyle*
I wash my hands in the bathroom sink before looking around. The room smells all lemony and every surface sparkles. I even cleaned the mirror, which I sometimes forget to do. But today, Liz is coming over. Liz is ‘family’ so dad and I don’t generally get into any sort of cleaning panic just because she’s coming over, but the stuff has to get cleaned every now and again anyway. Having company is a good a reason as any to make sure it happens. Two guys living alone can sometimes get a little lazy about stuff like that, so it’s nice to see it ‘girl-clean’ like this once in a while.
My room is still a bit of a mess, but if Liz goes there, she won’t be too offended. She’s seen it looking a lot worse than it is right now.
I dry my hands and then straighten out the towel. Then I walk into the living room to see that Dad is just settling into the couch. The kitchen isn’t exactly ‘spotless’ although I did clean it last night. There’s stuff in the dishwasher from breakfast, since there wasn’t really enough in there to run it yet. I know the pre-cooked Cornish game-hen is in the refrigerator. Dad’ll be putting together some rice pilaf and veggies for that later but right now it looks like he’d just finished vacuuming and is ready to relax.
“Looks good, dad,” I tell him as I check my watch. I told Liz I’d pick her up at half-past one, and it’s only one-oh-five now. Since it only takes ten minutes to get there, I guess I have time to sit for a bit, -- or maybe it would be safer to head over there so I don’t lose track of time and end up being late.
“What’s the score?” I ask, noticing that dad has switched to ESPN.
“Ten to nuttin’,” Dad says putting up his feet. “Still first quarter.”
I nod as I get close enough to read the crawl on the bottom of the screen. None of our favorite teams are playing today but it’s fun to watch the others too. Still, I don’t think Dad’ll be too put out to turn it off when Liz gets here.
“I’m going to head over to Liz’s now,” I say.
“Already?” dad asks, turning from the TV to face me. “You’ll be early won’t you?”
I shrug. “I’m sure she won’t mind.” Some girls get a bit miffed if you show up too early for a date, if they’re not really ‘ready’ yet. But this isn’t a date. She’s a friend. I’m sure she won’t be bothered if I catch her with dishes in the sink.
*Max*
I’m smiling broadly as I pack up the remains of our coffee and breakfast on Sunday morning. Two mornings in a row of solid time together in Liz’s apartment. Yesterday we only had two hours but today it’s been more than three. I don’t know if I can call it a ‘date’ or not since we didn’t go anywhere, but it feels like one. It’s more ‘private time’ than I’ve had with her for a long while. We haven’t had an evening date in over a week, but these morning get-togethers really make the rest of my day shine, even if we can’t see each other again in the evening.
Last night, the five of us were able to spend a little time hiking through the desert before it got dark, but we still don’t have any better answers than we did before. I find it so hard to understand why Nacedo never gave us any more precise information on what we were looking for or how to find it. It’s so frustrating. Of course, he told Liz even less, so I guess we should be glad for what we have.
“So how soon are you expected at the Valentis?” I ask as I dump the paper containers in her trash. It would only take a moment of power to disintegrate them, but there really isn’t any need. At least, I hope not. I’m sure the Air Force or the FBI would be glad to swab our leavings for DNA analysis, but there have been no sign of any interest from the law enforcement agencies. “Is there time for us to play a board game or maybe just watch some TV before I drive you over there? I believe you still owe me a re-match in Scrabble.” I grin as I remember it. She’d whomped me good yesterday morning. Today, I beat her three times in chess, but that doesn’t mean I don’t feel a need to redeem myself on the Scrabble board.
*Kyle*
I wash my hands in the bathroom sink before looking around. The room smells all lemony and every surface sparkles. I even cleaned the mirror, which I sometimes forget to do. But today, Liz is coming over. Liz is ‘family’ so dad and I don’t generally get into any sort of cleaning panic just because she’s coming over, but the stuff has to get cleaned every now and again anyway. Having company is a good a reason as any to make sure it happens. Two guys living alone can sometimes get a little lazy about stuff like that, so it’s nice to see it ‘girl-clean’ like this once in a while.
My room is still a bit of a mess, but if Liz goes there, she won’t be too offended. She’s seen it looking a lot worse than it is right now.
I dry my hands and then straighten out the towel. Then I walk into the living room to see that Dad is just settling into the couch. The kitchen isn’t exactly ‘spotless’ although I did clean it last night. There’s stuff in the dishwasher from breakfast, since there wasn’t really enough in there to run it yet. I know the pre-cooked Cornish game-hen is in the refrigerator. Dad’ll be putting together some rice pilaf and veggies for that later but right now it looks like he’d just finished vacuuming and is ready to relax.
“Looks good, dad,” I tell him as I check my watch. I told Liz I’d pick her up at half-past one, and it’s only one-oh-five now. Since it only takes ten minutes to get there, I guess I have time to sit for a bit, -- or maybe it would be safer to head over there so I don’t lose track of time and end up being late.
“What’s the score?” I ask, noticing that dad has switched to ESPN.
“Ten to nuttin’,” Dad says putting up his feet. “Still first quarter.”
I nod as I get close enough to read the crawl on the bottom of the screen. None of our favorite teams are playing today but it’s fun to watch the others too. Still, I don’t think Dad’ll be too put out to turn it off when Liz gets here.
“I’m going to head over to Liz’s now,” I say.
“Already?” dad asks, turning from the TV to face me. “You’ll be early won’t you?”
I shrug. “I’m sure she won’t mind.” Some girls get a bit miffed if you show up too early for a date, if they’re not really ‘ready’ yet. But this isn’t a date. She’s a friend. I’m sure she won’t be bothered if I catch her with dishes in the sink.
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OOC: I don't know how good this is Isabelle, it's only the second thing I've written in over a week, and my brain is still somewhat mushy but I'm hoping that it'll work, tell me if you think it needs changing though.
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~Liz~
Taking a cloth from the cupboard, I wipe over the surface of the table mats as Max clears away our rubbish, collecting the crumbs in my hand and then moving over to the bin to dust them off my hand.
Standing next to Max, I can’t help thinking how strangely comfortable this all seems… When yesterday morning went well, we decided to try it again today, and I can honestly say I’ve had a great time.
I’m not suggesting that we’ve been doing anything very special, I mean we ate breakfast and talked and played some scrabble yesterday, and today we’ve done the same, except replace scrabble with chess… I don’t even know if I should call the two morning meetings ‘dates’, but then part of me likes that, likes that I’m not making such a distinction between the time I’m spending with Max.
It means that I’m growing more comfortable with him, and that’s a good thing…
I have to say that yesterday worked better than I would have ever imagined, and it seemed almost…natural… I don’t know, I was working in the afternoon, and I found myself wondering what it would be like to have breakfast with him everyday…
It’s not something that I’ve really thought about much before, and I have to say it surprised me to be doing so then, but it wasn’t an unpleasant thought I found…and it did make me wonder…
“So how soon are you expected at the Valentis’?”
Max’s voice draws me from my thoughts and I blink as I look up at him, giving up on trying to understand all the strange thoughts which pass through my head and focusing on the present.
“Is there time for us to play a board game or maybe just watch some tv before I drive you over there? I believe you still owe me a re-match in Scrabble…”
I can’t help laughing at the last, shaking my head regretfully as I look over at the time and note it’s not long now. I can’t believe how the time has flown, it really doesn’t seem like three hours since Max arrived this morning… “Not really, sorry…I’m afraid it’s going to have to wait until another time, and likewise don’t forget we have a date with a chess board again soon…” I wink at him, not even really noticing the language I used as I refer indirectly to the fact he beat me today. He’s told me that when I beat him, he’ll at least show me the more complicated Antarian game that he and Michael play, and I’m determined to have him do that soon…
Of course to do that we’re going to have to find time to spend together again – the usual problem… I can’t help thinking it’s such a shame we don’t live closer, having breakfast together in a morning or something like that would be a great way to have some regular time together…
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~Liz~
Taking a cloth from the cupboard, I wipe over the surface of the table mats as Max clears away our rubbish, collecting the crumbs in my hand and then moving over to the bin to dust them off my hand.
Standing next to Max, I can’t help thinking how strangely comfortable this all seems… When yesterday morning went well, we decided to try it again today, and I can honestly say I’ve had a great time.
I’m not suggesting that we’ve been doing anything very special, I mean we ate breakfast and talked and played some scrabble yesterday, and today we’ve done the same, except replace scrabble with chess… I don’t even know if I should call the two morning meetings ‘dates’, but then part of me likes that, likes that I’m not making such a distinction between the time I’m spending with Max.
It means that I’m growing more comfortable with him, and that’s a good thing…
I have to say that yesterday worked better than I would have ever imagined, and it seemed almost…natural… I don’t know, I was working in the afternoon, and I found myself wondering what it would be like to have breakfast with him everyday…
It’s not something that I’ve really thought about much before, and I have to say it surprised me to be doing so then, but it wasn’t an unpleasant thought I found…and it did make me wonder…
“So how soon are you expected at the Valentis’?”
Max’s voice draws me from my thoughts and I blink as I look up at him, giving up on trying to understand all the strange thoughts which pass through my head and focusing on the present.
“Is there time for us to play a board game or maybe just watch some tv before I drive you over there? I believe you still owe me a re-match in Scrabble…”
I can’t help laughing at the last, shaking my head regretfully as I look over at the time and note it’s not long now. I can’t believe how the time has flown, it really doesn’t seem like three hours since Max arrived this morning… “Not really, sorry…I’m afraid it’s going to have to wait until another time, and likewise don’t forget we have a date with a chess board again soon…” I wink at him, not even really noticing the language I used as I refer indirectly to the fact he beat me today. He’s told me that when I beat him, he’ll at least show me the more complicated Antarian game that he and Michael play, and I’m determined to have him do that soon…
Of course to do that we’re going to have to find time to spend together again – the usual problem… I can’t help thinking it’s such a shame we don’t live closer, having breakfast together in a morning or something like that would be a great way to have some regular time together…
My fics:
Dreams and Reality
Reality Revealed
Family Connections
When Love and Loss Collide
When Friendship and Love Combine - New!
If Only...
The Important Thing
Home for Christmas
I Knew Him Before (PB fic)
Love Always...
The First Time Around - New!
Dreams and Reality
Reality Revealed
Family Connections
When Love and Loss Collide
When Friendship and Love Combine - New!
If Only...
The Important Thing
Home for Christmas
I Knew Him Before (PB fic)
Love Always...
The First Time Around - New!
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StormWolfstone
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~Isabel~
My job was going well, it was strange to say that I actually enjoyed working at this one. Tanya was a friendly person and she had just decided to take the next two days for a business trip, leaving the running of the shop to me. She'd asked that I arrange the displays in a new manner while she was gone so that the Native American cultural set up was more enhanced for a special she was doing. So, it turned out that I worked all day Saturday on the set-up and since the shop was closed on Sunday's I'd chosen to finish up the display then.
Of course, Tanya didn't need to know that I didn't lift all the display items physically while I set them up. Part of the special included new items that she hadn't ever placed on shelves and she'd told me to place whatever items I thought would catch the attention of her clients out. Opening another box, I began looking over the items she wanted to add, some of these artworks were certainly amazing. This box had been marked with the reservation as being where the items came from and I remember Tanya telling me that sometimes she'd have her family and friends there give her things they made to sell.
A jewelry box caught my attention. It was made of birchwood and had different etchings that seemed to have turquiose stones melded into it. Opening it, there were several wrapped items and I couldn't hide my curiosity as I began unwrapping each item. Everything was easily discerned as being hand-crafted with bone and turquoise. Then, I came to one that was wrapped, writing on it looked worn but it said, 'Do not open.'
Was that in there by accident? I wondered this even as I carefully opened the paper around the item and what I saw had my eyes widening and I stared at the symbol I recognized as being from home. Not our Earthly home, but our true home. Looking at the paper, I concentrated and removed the wording just in case Tanya arrived early and found the papers before I threw things out. I didn't want her to think that I had wrongly opened something, but I also couldn't just put this back away. I had to learn more about this necklace. I had to. Maybe it would guide us where we needed to go. Maybe this was a link to guide us to the Granolith.
I couldn't wait to show it to Max and the others. But, first... I'd wait for Tanya to get back and ask her if it had come from the same reservation and if she knows what it's origins are. She wouldn't find it too strange because I was often asking questions. She had things from all over the country, different cultures were revealed through the items she sold in what most considered a novelty shop, but I actually found it interesting.
The phone rang, interrupting my thoughts. Lifting the reciever, I answered, "Star Wanderer, this is Isabel, can I help you?"
"Hi, Isabel. I was hoping you'd be there. I am running a bit behind schedule, but I have someone that needs to pick up a couple of statuette's that they'd been waiting for. Remember the Kokopelli items I put aside on thursday? That's what he's coming to get. He should be there in about an hour. He'll be paying in cash for them and because it's not our normal business day, he will be giving extra. The extra cash is yours, for a job well done. He's from the reservation and he's my cousin's friend. Eddie."
"I'll be here and take care of it for you, Tanya. When you get back into town and take a look at the shop, I hope you like how I've set things up." I comment and decide to ask, "I'm curious about one necklace I found in the box from the reservation. It's got a swirl of sorts on it and looks like it's old. It may look simple, but I'm interested in it's origins and I actually would rather buy it then put it out for sale. It seemed to draw me. The way you say some items do with your customer's." I made it sound like there was some laughter in my voice.
"I'm not sure what you are talking about, I don't remember anything like that. I tell you what, keep it on you and when I get back I'll look at it." A voice in the background caught her attention it seemed and she laughed, "I've got to go, Isabel. I should be back in tonight, take tomorrow off and I'll see you on Tuesday. If things change, I'll call you at home to let you know."
"Alright, I'll talk to you later." The line goes dead and I hang up the phone before making my way back to the front display and checked to see if everything was spaced well. While I was doing this, I used the cordless phone and called home. I wanted to talk to Alex a moment, see if he knew if any of the others were going to be home.
My job was going well, it was strange to say that I actually enjoyed working at this one. Tanya was a friendly person and she had just decided to take the next two days for a business trip, leaving the running of the shop to me. She'd asked that I arrange the displays in a new manner while she was gone so that the Native American cultural set up was more enhanced for a special she was doing. So, it turned out that I worked all day Saturday on the set-up and since the shop was closed on Sunday's I'd chosen to finish up the display then.
Of course, Tanya didn't need to know that I didn't lift all the display items physically while I set them up. Part of the special included new items that she hadn't ever placed on shelves and she'd told me to place whatever items I thought would catch the attention of her clients out. Opening another box, I began looking over the items she wanted to add, some of these artworks were certainly amazing. This box had been marked with the reservation as being where the items came from and I remember Tanya telling me that sometimes she'd have her family and friends there give her things they made to sell.
A jewelry box caught my attention. It was made of birchwood and had different etchings that seemed to have turquiose stones melded into it. Opening it, there were several wrapped items and I couldn't hide my curiosity as I began unwrapping each item. Everything was easily discerned as being hand-crafted with bone and turquoise. Then, I came to one that was wrapped, writing on it looked worn but it said, 'Do not open.'
Was that in there by accident? I wondered this even as I carefully opened the paper around the item and what I saw had my eyes widening and I stared at the symbol I recognized as being from home. Not our Earthly home, but our true home. Looking at the paper, I concentrated and removed the wording just in case Tanya arrived early and found the papers before I threw things out. I didn't want her to think that I had wrongly opened something, but I also couldn't just put this back away. I had to learn more about this necklace. I had to. Maybe it would guide us where we needed to go. Maybe this was a link to guide us to the Granolith.
I couldn't wait to show it to Max and the others. But, first... I'd wait for Tanya to get back and ask her if it had come from the same reservation and if she knows what it's origins are. She wouldn't find it too strange because I was often asking questions. She had things from all over the country, different cultures were revealed through the items she sold in what most considered a novelty shop, but I actually found it interesting.
The phone rang, interrupting my thoughts. Lifting the reciever, I answered, "Star Wanderer, this is Isabel, can I help you?"
"Hi, Isabel. I was hoping you'd be there. I am running a bit behind schedule, but I have someone that needs to pick up a couple of statuette's that they'd been waiting for. Remember the Kokopelli items I put aside on thursday? That's what he's coming to get. He should be there in about an hour. He'll be paying in cash for them and because it's not our normal business day, he will be giving extra. The extra cash is yours, for a job well done. He's from the reservation and he's my cousin's friend. Eddie."
"I'll be here and take care of it for you, Tanya. When you get back into town and take a look at the shop, I hope you like how I've set things up." I comment and decide to ask, "I'm curious about one necklace I found in the box from the reservation. It's got a swirl of sorts on it and looks like it's old. It may look simple, but I'm interested in it's origins and I actually would rather buy it then put it out for sale. It seemed to draw me. The way you say some items do with your customer's." I made it sound like there was some laughter in my voice.
"I'm not sure what you are talking about, I don't remember anything like that. I tell you what, keep it on you and when I get back I'll look at it." A voice in the background caught her attention it seemed and she laughed, "I've got to go, Isabel. I should be back in tonight, take tomorrow off and I'll see you on Tuesday. If things change, I'll call you at home to let you know."
"Alright, I'll talk to you later." The line goes dead and I hang up the phone before making my way back to the front display and checked to see if everything was spaced well. While I was doing this, I used the cordless phone and called home. I wanted to talk to Alex a moment, see if he knew if any of the others were going to be home.
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*Max*
“Not really, sorry…I’m afraid it’s going to have to wait until another time, and likewise don’t forget we have a date with a chess board again soon…” Liz says with a wink, and I have to grin. I promised I'd show her an Antarian version of the game and I'm definately looking forward to that.
"I'll be my pleasure," I tell her, hiding my disappointment that there isn't time to play right now. Truthfully, it's not the game that matters. It's that our time together is nearly over. I've truly enjoyed these quiet mornings. Not nearly as much pressure as an evening 'date' but very good for getting closer to each other.
Liz has put the chess pieces back in their box while I was cleaning up the food. I take the box from the table and place it on the shelf, manually, not using my powers. Like Liz, we all try very hard to use our powers sparingly in day-to-day tasks, although we make up for it in intensive practice sessions in the privacy of the desert.
I'm definately feeling that I'm really knowing her better as a person. I care for her as that person, not just a member of the 'Royal Four.' More than ever, I want her to be happy. I don't want to force her into leaving this world if she doesn't want to. I don't want to pressure her, but that's what the situation is. I do sometimes think that I would truly like having her around in my future ... but is that the same as wanting her for a wife? It's so confusing...
"Well, I know you'll be busy for the rest of the day with Kyle and the Sheriff," I tell her, trying not to feel jealous. I know she's not interested in Kyle, but just that he gets to be with her for all that time.
"I know that you have school tomorrow and I have work, but I could still come by for half an hour with some breakfast sandwiches and coffee." I suggest, tentatively. Getting ready in the morning can be pretty hectic and it might not fit with a short visit, but she does have to eat. It's worth suggesting, hoping she won't mind. I'd be more than ready to get up 45 minutes earlier to be able to get across town and back again for my job if it meant I'd be able to see her again like this.
“Not really, sorry…I’m afraid it’s going to have to wait until another time, and likewise don’t forget we have a date with a chess board again soon…” Liz says with a wink, and I have to grin. I promised I'd show her an Antarian version of the game and I'm definately looking forward to that.
"I'll be my pleasure," I tell her, hiding my disappointment that there isn't time to play right now. Truthfully, it's not the game that matters. It's that our time together is nearly over. I've truly enjoyed these quiet mornings. Not nearly as much pressure as an evening 'date' but very good for getting closer to each other.
Liz has put the chess pieces back in their box while I was cleaning up the food. I take the box from the table and place it on the shelf, manually, not using my powers. Like Liz, we all try very hard to use our powers sparingly in day-to-day tasks, although we make up for it in intensive practice sessions in the privacy of the desert.
I'm definately feeling that I'm really knowing her better as a person. I care for her as that person, not just a member of the 'Royal Four.' More than ever, I want her to be happy. I don't want to force her into leaving this world if she doesn't want to. I don't want to pressure her, but that's what the situation is. I do sometimes think that I would truly like having her around in my future ... but is that the same as wanting her for a wife? It's so confusing...
"Well, I know you'll be busy for the rest of the day with Kyle and the Sheriff," I tell her, trying not to feel jealous. I know she's not interested in Kyle, but just that he gets to be with her for all that time.
"I know that you have school tomorrow and I have work, but I could still come by for half an hour with some breakfast sandwiches and coffee." I suggest, tentatively. Getting ready in the morning can be pretty hectic and it might not fit with a short visit, but she does have to eat. It's worth suggesting, hoping she won't mind. I'd be more than ready to get up 45 minutes earlier to be able to get across town and back again for my job if it meant I'd be able to see her again like this.
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KatnotKath
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OOC: sorry this hasn't got an Alex too Storm, I couldn't remember your post well enough when on the coach today... I'll try and get one up in amongst my revision this weekend. Isabelle, hope this works for you, tell me if you think anything needs changing?
~Liz~
We might not really have been doing anything special these last few days, but I think these breakfast 'dates' have been very important, and for the first time ever I think when I've been due at Kyle's house for dinner, I actually don't want to go that much. In fact, as Max mentions spending the rest of the day Kyle and his dad, to some extent I feel disappointed... Not because I don't want to see Kyle...and not because it won't be nice to spend the day and have dinner as always. I usually have a great time, and I'm sure today will be no different...
It's just that right at this moment in time, I wish this time with Max could continue... Right now, I think I feel more comfortable around him than I have at any time before, and I have to admit, it's a feeling I like...
Unfortunately, as Max has said though, I'm going to be busy for the rest of the day, and as people say, all good things have to come to an end...even if we don't want them to...
I have to smile as Max makes his suggestion about breakfast tomorrow, because of the simple fact that he's making it... In truth, I know it's not really practical, and although it sounds nice, isn't anything that could really happen, but still, it's a sweet idea, and I wish it could be more than just an idea in his mind...
It's really not practial though, I dont want to make him have to get up early all to get across town and spend half an hour with me... As nice an idea as it is, it's just not fair, and while it might be different if we lived closer, the simple fact is that we don't...
And it's such a shame, because without a doubt we're struggling to combine our two schedules. In fact, it's more like three really, with my school, and work, and then his working... I never seem to have any free time at the moment, never mind quality time to actually go on a date and give us some proper time together... Every time we arrange something, something else seems to come up to make it neccessary to cancel...I know it's not helping us to get to know one another as we need to at all, but I just don't know what to do...
If only we lived closer...
The thought preys on my mind for a moment, today not being the first time that I've thought it and wishing that there was something I could do to solve this problem.
There is of course, I could look for a new araptment, but that's far from being ideal and I can't say it's likely that I would find anything within my budget anywhere near where he and the others are living. It took me long enough to find my current one... Besides, I like my apartment, I worked hard to make it nice...
The more I think about it, the more I realise I do have time spare, but it's little bits, here and there, not scheduled, not planned, it's just...there... It's more a case of I might finish my homework a bit early, or I'm ready for school before I actually need to be leaving... It's not expected though, so it's not really something that we could 'plan' to use I guess...
The plain fact in reality is tht in order to be able to take advantage of the odd bits of time we do both have free, we'd have to be living together...
Living together...?
I blink, not quite sure where that thought came from... As I look over at Max for a moment though and take a moment to think about it, I'm surprised to realise that suggestion doesn't seem quite as terrifying as I might have expected...
I mean I'm talking about living, not sleeping... This isn't 'bonding' that I'm meaning, just a way of being able to take advantage of the time that do have free considering it seems to be at such a premium...
It's certainly a new idea...although I don't know what Max would think about it...
I swallow, realising that I've been a while in responding to his suggestion, but needing to take a few more minutes, busying myself with tidying something as I try and think this through. Am I really serious about this...?
I think I am... I'm not saying that I'm anywhere near knowing whether I could think of him as my husband, talk about spending the rest of my life with him on an alien planet, but I know that I need time to work that out, and maybe this is the way to do that...
Biting my lip, I look back up, knowing there's only one way to find out. "M-max, what would you think about the possibility of moving in together...? I mean, not in a sexual way, not sleeping together, just...living..." I ask nervously, not trusting myself enough to respond properly to his earlier suggestion first, feeling sure that if I do, I'm going to back down and not ask... My voice is shaking a little as I ask it, and a swallow, trying to get rid of the lump in my throat as I look to him, trying to see if his expression gives any indication of his thoughts on this...
I shake my head and look away apologising, realising that this must sound pretty crazy. One minute we're struggling even to go on a date, the next I'm asking about us moving in together...as far as extreme plans go, it's definitely near the top... "Sorry, it was just something I thought of...I probably shouldn't have said anything, maybe you should forget I did..."
~Liz~
We might not really have been doing anything special these last few days, but I think these breakfast 'dates' have been very important, and for the first time ever I think when I've been due at Kyle's house for dinner, I actually don't want to go that much. In fact, as Max mentions spending the rest of the day Kyle and his dad, to some extent I feel disappointed... Not because I don't want to see Kyle...and not because it won't be nice to spend the day and have dinner as always. I usually have a great time, and I'm sure today will be no different...
It's just that right at this moment in time, I wish this time with Max could continue... Right now, I think I feel more comfortable around him than I have at any time before, and I have to admit, it's a feeling I like...
Unfortunately, as Max has said though, I'm going to be busy for the rest of the day, and as people say, all good things have to come to an end...even if we don't want them to...
I have to smile as Max makes his suggestion about breakfast tomorrow, because of the simple fact that he's making it... In truth, I know it's not really practical, and although it sounds nice, isn't anything that could really happen, but still, it's a sweet idea, and I wish it could be more than just an idea in his mind...
It's really not practial though, I dont want to make him have to get up early all to get across town and spend half an hour with me... As nice an idea as it is, it's just not fair, and while it might be different if we lived closer, the simple fact is that we don't...
And it's such a shame, because without a doubt we're struggling to combine our two schedules. In fact, it's more like three really, with my school, and work, and then his working... I never seem to have any free time at the moment, never mind quality time to actually go on a date and give us some proper time together... Every time we arrange something, something else seems to come up to make it neccessary to cancel...I know it's not helping us to get to know one another as we need to at all, but I just don't know what to do...
If only we lived closer...
The thought preys on my mind for a moment, today not being the first time that I've thought it and wishing that there was something I could do to solve this problem.
There is of course, I could look for a new araptment, but that's far from being ideal and I can't say it's likely that I would find anything within my budget anywhere near where he and the others are living. It took me long enough to find my current one... Besides, I like my apartment, I worked hard to make it nice...
The more I think about it, the more I realise I do have time spare, but it's little bits, here and there, not scheduled, not planned, it's just...there... It's more a case of I might finish my homework a bit early, or I'm ready for school before I actually need to be leaving... It's not expected though, so it's not really something that we could 'plan' to use I guess...
The plain fact in reality is tht in order to be able to take advantage of the odd bits of time we do both have free, we'd have to be living together...
Living together...?
I blink, not quite sure where that thought came from... As I look over at Max for a moment though and take a moment to think about it, I'm surprised to realise that suggestion doesn't seem quite as terrifying as I might have expected...
I mean I'm talking about living, not sleeping... This isn't 'bonding' that I'm meaning, just a way of being able to take advantage of the time that do have free considering it seems to be at such a premium...
It's certainly a new idea...although I don't know what Max would think about it...
I swallow, realising that I've been a while in responding to his suggestion, but needing to take a few more minutes, busying myself with tidying something as I try and think this through. Am I really serious about this...?
I think I am... I'm not saying that I'm anywhere near knowing whether I could think of him as my husband, talk about spending the rest of my life with him on an alien planet, but I know that I need time to work that out, and maybe this is the way to do that...
Biting my lip, I look back up, knowing there's only one way to find out. "M-max, what would you think about the possibility of moving in together...? I mean, not in a sexual way, not sleeping together, just...living..." I ask nervously, not trusting myself enough to respond properly to his earlier suggestion first, feeling sure that if I do, I'm going to back down and not ask... My voice is shaking a little as I ask it, and a swallow, trying to get rid of the lump in my throat as I look to him, trying to see if his expression gives any indication of his thoughts on this...
I shake my head and look away apologising, realising that this must sound pretty crazy. One minute we're struggling even to go on a date, the next I'm asking about us moving in together...as far as extreme plans go, it's definitely near the top... "Sorry, it was just something I thought of...I probably shouldn't have said anything, maybe you should forget I did..."
My fics:
Dreams and Reality
Reality Revealed
Family Connections
When Love and Loss Collide
When Friendship and Love Combine - New!
If Only...
The Important Thing
Home for Christmas
I Knew Him Before (PB fic)
Love Always...
The First Time Around - New!
Dreams and Reality
Reality Revealed
Family Connections
When Love and Loss Collide
When Friendship and Love Combine - New!
If Only...
The Important Thing
Home for Christmas
I Knew Him Before (PB fic)
Love Always...
The First Time Around - New!