Ilia Amitola is color coded for your convenience (amitola) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2018-04-04 15:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, ilia amitola, yang xiao long |
Who: Ilia and Yang
What: Meeting
When: 4/4
Where: Logan's Asylum for Wayward Girls
Warnings: Low
Status: Log | Complete
Usually Yang called or texted ahead to make sure she wasn’t pestering Blake, but she’d finished a book she’d been lent and wanted to drop it off. Of course, any chance to see Blake was one that she took, but that was beside the point.
Getting off her bike, she dropped her helmet on the seat and made her way to Logan’s door, book in hand, then knocked, all shave and a hair cut two bits.
What even was a bit, anyway?
Ilia had been lounging on the couch reading a book when she heard the knock on the door. Blake was at work, Logan had taken Jing-Wei to the ranch or something like that and the teen had found herself alone. Which nothing wrong with that. Sometimes it was nice to just decompress on her own.
Still, she had no idea who was at the door. Chloe would have texted her to let her know she was heading over. Or to see if she wanted to go do something, but nope. No messages. Not that the older teen would have used that knock either. Letting out a sigh, Ilia marked her spot and got up, answering the door with a quirked brow.
“Can I help you?”
Tall, blonde, buff and busty blinked her eyes and looked down at the unexpected voice and the extremely attractive person it was attached to. “Uh.” She dimly remembered something about Blake and Logan taking in someone. Was this her? Holy shit am I gay.
“I’m uh, looking for my part-friend. Blake. I was borrowing one of her books and wanted to return it.” Yang quickly started to recover, and finished with her trademark grin, “I’m Yang!”
Right. Crossing her arms, Ilia leaned against the doorframe. She vaguely recognized the blonde as the idiotic pun person from the network and bit down the groan of annoyance as she stated her reason for showing up.
“Never heard of a part-friend. Anyway, Blake’s not here right now but I can take the book and give it to her if you want.”
Oh. And they were doing names.
“Ilia.”
“Sorry. We’re like… team member partners things too.” Yang rubbed the back of her neck. Her dreams had been giving her a kick in the pants reminder of a lot lately and she hadn’t had time to really separate herself from the new ones yet. “Nice to meet you, Ilia. Have you been here long?”
“Got it.” It was easy enough to figure out that Yang was talking about the dreams with the whole team mate partners thing, so she just let it go. She still wasn’t exactly sure what to do with this situation at the moment so she gave a slight not. “Yeah, you too.” She guessed, “California for a few months, in the house since mid March.”
“Cool, cool.” Yang flashed her a nervous grin. She felt like she’d been in California for an eternity. “Just in time for the apeepcalypse and who knows what else.” She held up her right arm and flexed, “I’m sure you’ll be as jaded and cynical as the rest of us about it before long.”
Leaning against the doorframe, Ilia still managed a shrug. She honestly had no idea what to even do with this whole thing. “Yeah, something like that.” As if she weren’t already jaded and cynical. Not about the Orange County stuff, but in general. Then again, being imprinted on by Peeps had just been weird. The stuff before that she had initially brushed off as fever but as others talked about it. “Sounds thrilling.”
And deadpan, because why not.
“Totally thrilling.” Yang showed off like the hopelesslesbianbisexual she was, punching the air, book still in her mechanical hand. “Oh right. Here.”
She offered her the book. “Should probably not damage the precious.”
Was she supposed to be impressed? Ilia never quite understood that. She saw the idiot guys in the gang act like that when trying to impress someone and it was always more hilariously bad than anything. Probably because she knew them. So she just quirked a brow before taking the book.
“Right. The precious.” Did she even want to know?
“You know, like Gollum…?” Great, another one that needed to be educated in the finer points of pop culture. Should probably start with Disney again. “Books are important to Blake, so I try to take care of them when I borrow them. Most of mine at home are really dog eared.”
Would that make Blake’s books ‘cat’ eared? “So if I damaged them it would be a catastrophe!”
“Oh. Right. That.” While Ilia knew of the Lord of the Rings movies, she’d never actually sat down to watch them. Too long, and everything else she was dealing with. That and she didn’t understand why Yang referenced it in such a way. But it was becoming clear to Ilia that she just didn’t understand why Yang did much of anything in the conversation. “Well it would be rude to ruin something that doesn’t belong to you.”
“Yeah definitely.” Yang took a step back in the direction of her parked motorcycle, wanting to separate herself from the awkward. She used to be a lot better at talking to people. “So… I’ll let you get back to your whatever. Tell. Uhm, tell Blake I said hi.”
Oh good, this conversation was ending. Ilia really wasn’t good at this sort of thing as it was. Small talk and all of that. So she just nodded some. “Yeah. I’ll do that.” And she would since it was Blake’s friend and all.
"Thanks again." Yang tossed off a salute before heading for her bike and away from the hot girl she couldn't talk to. That totally went well.