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forget_me_knot (forget_me_knot) wrote in paxletalelogs,
@ 2011-01-10 20:08:00

Entry tags:

isis, osiris, set

Two Boys for Every Girl
Who: Ron/Set (sturmndrang), Rick/Osiris (piece_o_dat) and Nina/Isis (forget_me_knot).
What: Nina runs into Rick outside of Pax, and the sheer surprise knocks her off her feet. Literally. Rick takes the injured Nina to meet his brother, Ron, who also happens to be a doctor.
Where: Outside Pax Letale, then inside Ron's apartment at 1007.
When: January 10, 2011, 6:00pm
Warnings: None yet!

Nina trotted down the sidewalk at a brisk pace, clutching two reusable grocery bags to her chest. When she left for the store, she was certain she would have plenty of time before dark. Naturally, she lingered so long trying to decide between brands of ramen and whether or not she should allow herself a few sodas this week, that by the time she checked out, the sun was well seated upon the horizon.

She knew for a fact that the chances of anything happening to her were very small. Even if she were mugged, her attacker would have a debit card she'd immediately cancel and less than ten dollars in loose bills and change, as well as her groceries. Nina always carried pepper spray, but with her hands full, that'd hardly help. Really, it was the homeless people sleeping in doorways and clustered under bridges that upset her the most. Just like she knew her chances of being mugged were relatively low, she also knew that most homeless people were just normal people without homes. But they always had to talk to her and ask her odd questions. Nina cringed, remembering the guy who, though perfectly normal looking, asked her to take off her glasses and then told her she was beautiful. Of course, she had spluttered out a thank you, and then once she was out of sight, ran the rest of the way home.

At least the area near and around Pax Letale had a lot of street lights. She liked believing that she had a chance of seeing her potential murderer. Maybe the brisk January air would keep them at home. Nina found the cool weather downright balmy after years of Vermont winter. She snuggled needlessly into her hooded sweatshirt, forcing her mind off the track of how she might be murdered and trying to think of what she would make for dinner, or more importantly, for dessert. For weeks she'd been wanting to leave a bento for Rick, but suspected that it would be, first of all, creepy, second of all, not to his taste. So, with her clever skills of asking the other Aladdin cast members, she discovered his favorite kind of cookie was macaroon, and therefore was determined to make a batch of the most delicious macaroons ever to grace the face of the Earth.

And it was in this state of mind that Nina made her way home, looking but not seeing.

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A short while later, Apartment 1007

sturmndrang
2011-01-20 03:23 am UTC (link)

Even though it had been nearly a month since he'd moved into his new apartment in Pax Letale, and everything had been unpacked and organized and put away, Ron Nikesh was still having trouble finding things he swore he'd brought with him. This evening, it was a notepad with a list of contacts at UCLA Medical School and some thoughts he'd jotted down regarding the possibility of picking up a second specialty. He'd made the notes as an exercise in Thinking Ahead; he wanted to be ready when the patent on Viagra expired and the stampede began. And, if he wanted to be honest with himself, he was already tired of peering at other mens' dicks four days a week. While picking an unpopular specialty had been a viable theory for getting through medical school successfully, in practice it wasn't so hot.

He now sat on the floor in the middle of the bedroom he'd designated as his office, the contents of his file cabinet spread out around him, arranged by drawer and folder. "No," he sighed to himself, flipping through yet another steno notebook. "I could have sworn it was one of these..." Tossing it into a pile next to the pile he'd taken it from, he picked up a handful of loose-leaf paper and was about to plop it on top of the discard pile when he heard a sound from the living room. He stopped mid-plop, brow furrowed. What was that?

The banging sound happened again. It took him a minute to process what it was. Someone's at the door? Ron got to his feet and made his way through the living room toward the entryway. "Hang on, I'm coming," he called. "Unlike my patients..."

Opening the door, he blinked in surprise. "Rick?"

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Re: A short while later, Apartment 1007

piece_o_dat
2011-01-20 05:46 am UTC (link)

"Hey, Ron." Though Rick sounded casual enough, he looked stressed and a bit out of breath, and understandably so. He had three heavy cloth bags over one shoulder, and supported a rather timid looking girl by his other arm. Between all that, he didn't have the means to make it through the doorway. "Mind grabbing either the groceries, or her? We came up from the street just now."

	Re: A short while later, Apartment 1007 piece_o_dat 2011-01-21 12:06 am UTC (link)
	Rick stayed a bit behind, closing the door behind him and lingering as he followed after. "She fell on a slick on the sidewalk. Her ankle went sideways." His gym bag went on one of Ron's tables, and he watched his brother ease Nina onto one of the couches. "We don't have to call 911, right?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: A short while later, Apartment 1007 forget_me_knot 2011-02-02 12:22 am UTC (link)
	[[OOC: It's cool. XD]] Nina perked up a little at Ron's quote. Now that her foot wasn't dangling off her ankle as a dead weight, it pained her considerably less. "Oh yeah, I was just going to leap up and do handsprings down the hallway the moment your back was turned," she replied with a small giggle. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: A short while later, Apartment 1007 forget_me_knot 2011-02-03 06:54 pm UTC (link)
	"N-nina, Nina. Uhm, that is... just one Nina," embarrassment flared in her cheeks again, so to draw away from her faux pas, she quickly changed the subject, "I didn't know they made those kind of bags anymore. Usually you find first aid kits in plastic containers, right?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: A short while later, Apartment 1007 forget_me_knot 2011-02-04 08:53 pm UTC (link)
	"Much better, thank you," she said, tucking some hair behind her ear and smiling shyly. She was surprised that he could pat so gently, without making her ankle hurt. "You've been really kind, is there anything I can do in return? I'm sure it's more than a little annoying to have to work on your day off." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)