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Tweak says, "Let's hear it for the boy."

Cassidy Turner (1stbornextreme) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2010-02-07 18:50:00

Entry tags:

cassidy turner, sable harris

Who: Cass and Sable
What: Getting through to her the only way he can think of
Where: Castle Von Wolfpack (More a two-storey home than a castle)
When: Sometime in the evening, Sunday.
Warnings: Deep Discussion? Possibly a little swearing from the boy.

Cassidy had called Sable over to the house. She'd asked him while in the hospital that they try to start again, and he agreed wholeheartedly. He wanted to get back to where they started before all the relationship trouble even began. Cass didn't know how to get through to her, though. He spoke a different language than she did. It was hard for him to see what he could do to change that.

He also needed some creative outlet that day, and that's when it struck him, in fact. He was playing the piano - something he rarely did - and suddenly smiled. "Yeah," murmured Cass, his smile gone lopsided and slightly devious. "That'd work best." That's when he'd picked up the phone.

He was still at the piano, his crutches set against its side. The door was unlocked, and the dogs were laying in the hall, looking up as if they knew someone was coming. Mamba was sprawled across the top of the piano, looking rather disdainful at the fact Cass was making her bed make noise.

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ex_sable973
2010-02-08 02:08 am UTC (link)

Sable arrives shortly. She knocks, but doesn't wait for an answer before letting herself in. She barely has time to yell a hello to her cousin before being tackled by dogs. She scoops up both of the wiggly beasts, showering kisses especially on Arthur.

Following close behind her is her own dog -- still a puppy, her young age overwhelms her normally laid-back disposition and she jumps and yaps until Sable puts the other dogs down and the three of them go bolting off together after a brief sniffing session.

Grinning at them, Sable makes her way to Cass in the other room and goes to kiss his cheek. "Hey, baby. I brought the new kid to meet Arthur and Dog. I hope that's okay. How're you doing?"

	ex_sable973 2010-02-08 02:31 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah. My mom worked part of one of their tours while I was in school training for paramedics. They're really good, I wished I could have been with her for that one." She leans against the piano and scritches Mamba's ears. "I'm guessing your middle ground is musical?" (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2010-02-08 03:37 am UTC (link)
	She smiles, and kisses his cheek once more. "I'm no rockstar, Cassie. I play a clarinet. And I sell books, and I heal people. As well as I can, anyway. I should be thanking you. You sing beautifully. I had no idea. Do you need anything? Can I get you some tea or soup or something? You probably should be resting. Or at least... not sitting on a hard piano bench for too long, huh?" (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2010-02-08 05:02 am UTC (link)
	"Think as you will, Cass... but be happy. The world doesn't punish you for striving to live your bliss. And even if it does... I think it already has with you enough that you're owed." She scoots a bit closer to him, tugging the dogs with her. Puppypile indeed. "Science can give you what you want if you don't want to ask gods and wizards." (Reply to this)

	ex_sable973 2010-02-08 08:13 am UTC (link)
	"I could help you up," she suggests. "I won't drop you, I've hoisted plenty of folks up stairs who were a lot heavier and a lot less cooperative than you. Then you can get them in their proper order and we'll go in the kitchen and I'll see what's around to cook." (Reply to this)