Tweak

InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "Neil Young is God!"

Username: 
Password:    
Remember Me
  • Create Account
  • IJ Login
  • OpenID Login
Search by : 
  • View
    • Create Account
    • IJ Login
    • OpenID Login
  • Journal
    • Post
    • Edit Entries
    • Customize Journal
    • Comment Settings
    • Recent Comments
    • Manage Tags
  • Account
    • Manage Account
    • Viewing Options
    • Manage Profile
    • Manage Notifications
    • Manage Pictures
    • Manage Schools
    • Account Status
  • Friends
    • Edit Friends
    • Edit Custom Groups
    • Friends Filter
    • Nudge Friends
    • Invite
    • Create RSS Feed
  • Asylums
    • Post
    • Asylum Invitations
    • Manage Asylums
    • Create Asylum
  • Site
    • Support
    • Upgrade Account
    • FAQs
    • Search By Location
    • Search By Interest
    • Search Randomly

Linnaea ~ Sigyn ([info]delicatefire) wrote in [info]paxletalelogs,
@ 2010-11-10 21:15:00

Previous Entry  Add to memories!  Tell a Friend!  Next Entry
Entry tags:loki, sigyn

There will NOT be love in an elevator.
Who: Naea and Zio
What: The elevator has some weird ideas about Naea and Zio spending some time together.
Where: The elevator, silly.
When: Wednesday evening.
Warnings: A swear word! And some falling down, but nothing overly exotic.
Notes: All Naea was trying to do is go to the market...



So, she was out of eggs. And butter. And the really good tofu that she would pair with that crazy Miso recipe that she picked up from a dude in Chinatown, of all places. Naea hated shopping for the most part, so just doing it when the cupboards and fridge were bare at least saved her the headache of getting run over by mothers with full shopping carts and people who rode those power chair carts and would catch her heel in the checkout.

Any other day, Naea was all about the stairs, but she was nursing her dumb knee that decided to get hurt when she slipped on a wet floor at work while closing. It was her own fault and she decided to keep it to herself rather than deal with the worker's comp paperwork, so the elevator was the carrier today. Less stairs to deal with=faster healing.

She pushed the button for the lobby and waited patiently while the crazy contraption took her up, up, up. Either someone had pushed the button before she got inside or it was starting to freak out on her like it had David. Sighing softly, Naea folded her hands in front of her, bag slung over her shoulder and waited to see who would step inside.



(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)


[info]delicatefire
2010-12-02 07:44 am UTC (link)
"I'll do that." Naea flashed something of a smile, murmured something of a thanks and stepped out of the elevator smoothly. It's amazing how fast you don't end up on the floor when your leg isn't asleep. She waited a moment for him to step out. "Well, I must say you made being trapped in an elevator less boring. Take it easy, yeah?" She really didn't want to dwell on much else. Best to let that boat sail.

Naea being Naea, smiled sweetly without her brain really acknowledging it, took a moment longer than she should have to look him over once more. What was wrong with her?

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]work_of_art
2010-12-03 05:57 am UTC (link)
Nodding warmly, Zio rewarded her smile with one of his own - less sweet but carefully friendly. "I'll do that. I'll also try to keep that compliment from going to my head." He stepped from the elevator and the doors slid shut behind him in silence. Then he shouldered his bag and lifted his free hand to scrape back through his hair. He tilted his head and his expression had shifted to wry in the brief moment of silence. "I might as well warn you now," he added, "that I'm going to be in the area of Newton's on Friday so I might end up eating there. Just in case you want to call in dead and encourage Christy to go on a long vacation. Whatever you like."

Dark eyes laughing now, Zio ducked his head in a slight bow that allowed him to hide his sudden smirk. "Have a good day, Miss Benson. Maybe I'll see you around." Then, with that, he pivoted on his heel and strode past her, through the lobby, and out the front doors of Pax into the sunshine.

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]delicatefire
2010-12-03 06:50 am UTC (link)
Wasn't he just delightful. Watching out for her and whatnot. Maybe she should work on Friday (which she was going to--schedule and all that) and maybe she would let Christy "Pleasepleasepleaseletmetakeyourtableomghe'ssogoddamnedhotpleaseNaea!" take that table. And maybe it might annoy her the next time he came in and Christy wanted to shove her tits in his face.

Naea blinked after him. "Yeah," she replied as she watched him walk away, her voice something akin to a library voice. "Maybe."

Shaking herself out of whatever her mind decided was more important to think about, she finally begins her journey out the door and down to the farmer's market before hitting up the regular grocery for milk.

(Reply to this) (Parent)


(Read comments) -


Home | Site Map | Manage Account | TOS | Privacy | Support | FAQs