rarara (bornofmagic) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-07-14 18:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, clarice ferguson (blink), illyana rasputin (magik), kitty pryde (shadowcat) |
So when are you moving in?
Who: Clarice, Kitty, Illyana
What: In this log, Kitty teases people a lot.
When: Sometime after this log, I think
Where: Kitty and Xi'an's apartment.
Ratings/Warnings: PG-13 for mentions of Uhauls and sex
Status: Complete
Clarice was still recovering from the embarrassment of being discovered in the kitchen by Xi'an. The woman had seemed nice, and Illyana's friend Kitty had also seemed nice. That still hadn't stopped her from being mortified at an early morning discovery, without proper introductions. That hadn't stopped her from wanting to see Illyana again.
That was how she found herself on the recieving end of twenty questions with Kitty Pryde, having picked a time when no one was home but the computer "wizard" as Xi'an had put it.
Kitty, of course, had seized the opportunity to get to know the stunning blonde a bit better. Illyana may be the queen of not giving fucks, but she could still be hurt like anyone else. Although a promise to Xi'an to get them theatre tickets had certainly helped.
"You seriously ran into each other on a street corner?"
Clarice nodded her head, "Yes. We started talking, and flirting. Which led to some other things of which I'm not going to discuss in detail."
Laughing, Kitty replied, "It's all right. Xi'an and I met at random in a coffee shop. Just took us a little longer to get to the non-details part."
Sipping at a beer, Clarice started to relax. Kitty was a nice girl. Not really her type, but a nice girl, with a sense of humor. She could stand to be sassier though, "You two are really cute. And I'm still sorry for how we met."
Kitty sighed, "It's fine."
"Everyone in this country is always so sorry for everything," Illyana remarked, while walking into the kitchen. She'd just had a shower, and miraculously had remembered to put on a bathrobe. A towel was in her hand, which she casually dried an ear with as she walked.
Clarice's eyes followed Illyana's legs and backside, distracting her from any response to Kitty. The brunette smirked, "See? You don't need to be sorry."
Kitty leaned forward and waved her hand in front of Clarice's face. Clarice blinked and looked at Kitty, blushing, then at her beer, "Okay. Fine."
"You were bound to meet eachother. You spend enough time here that I think Leong and Nga already consider you family. Somehow. Like another auntie. They have several now." Illyana shrugged, and sat down at the kitchen table.
Clarice nodded, holding her beer in comfort holding pattern while trying to find some place safe on Illyana she could look, which ended up being her neck. No, lips. Okay no, ears. She closed her eyes.
Kitty glanced at Illyana, amused, "You friend is clearly in the early stages of being unable to look at you without wanting to throw you to the floor and have her way." She patted Clarice on the arm, "I'm sorry, it doesn't get better. It's a condition you'll suffer from for the rest of your relationship."
"So there's no cure, doctor?"
"Nope."
"Nyet, there is no cure. I am in a similar stage. Only they say the chemicals in my brain may never return to normal, which is an excuse to stay in that stage as long as I wish." Illyana grinned, and leaned back in her chair a bit.
"I see you and Katya are getting along. This is good."
"Katya?" Clarice tilted her head, and grinned, "Katya."
Kitty shot her friend a dirty look, though a wicked one quickly crossed her face, "Look what you've started, Snowflake"
Clarice straightened, one of those dumb 'omgadorable' looks appearing on her face, "Snowflake? There's a story here."
"I did not start anything! Katya is your Russian name. Snowflake is simply a pet name that my brother gave me. They are entirely two different things, and I am going to be forced to kick you now."
Illyana thinned her lips into a line, and then did exactly that. Lightly, though.
"There is no story. He is just very protective of his little sister. Like a shining armor knight, only with less shining armor, and more muscles. And he is stupid, for joining the mafia." Illyana snorted.
Well, Piotr could get very shiny in Kitty's dreams, but that was neither here nor there, as neither woman had indicated any dreams of their own, and she didn't want to appear crazy in front of Illyana's paramour.
She kicked Illyana back, under the table.
"But Snowflake is so cute, 'yana" Clarice leaned forward, resting her chin on her hands and gazing at Illyana.
"Do you two want to be alone? 'cause I can vamoose if you want." Kitty's remark had the desired effect on Clarice, who's spine stiffened as she tried to recover by guzzling her beer.
"If you persist in calling me snowflake I will find a pet name for you that is just as annoying, on purpose, and then allow all of your friends and loved ones to know about it so that they, too, can insist on referring to you that way."
Illyana glared at Clarice, but it was only really halfway an annoyed one. Mainly because Clarice was simply hard to be angry at for very long, and she wasn't sure she gave that many fucks about the pet name, really.
It sounded kind of cute when Clarice said it.
"So when are you moving in?"
Clarice sputtered and coughed and then looked at Kitty, wide-eyed. Not once had the idea even entered her mind yet, though she'd wished they lived closer to one another. Or that she had a car.
The brunette just shrugged a shoulder, "Well, uhaul and second dates and all that." She wondered if Illyana would get the joke - and if she did if she would kill her.
"I think that is only for ascetic Lesbians. We are new age ones, and abide by our own laws," Illyana joked. She winked at Clarice.
Kitty raised an eyebrow, "Transport broomstick?"
Clarice laughed, "Changing facebook profile. Is there something between friend and girlfriend?"
Kitty shook her head, "Don't use facebook so don't ask me!"
"Facebook is the devil." Illyana nodded. She wondered why Clarice had a beer and she did not, then resolved that issue by getting up and opening the fridge to acquire one.
Kitty had offered one, of course!
Clarice took advantage to stare at Illyana again. Then grinned sheepishly at Kitty, "I promise I do more than theatre and your friend. I'm in college, too!"
"Right now she does not do much more than theatre and me, because college is only in summer courses. By the time the semester picks up, I think I will have to find a job to keep myself busy, or I will go crazy."
"Something part time is all you need. It'll give you some spending money and you can help out with groceries a bit." Kitty got up and smacked Illyana on the butt, "Do that and you can keep staying here. Deal?"
Clarice blinked, then tugged on some strands of her own hair. Like she was perturbed, or jealous, "And when I get a part-time job there'll be even less time."
"Yes Mother. I am so glad that we had this conversation," Illyana teased, then pulled out her beer and popped it open.
Then she heard what Clarice said and frowned, "We will arrange to work same schedule, then we will always be together. I am joking of course, that would never happen. And if it really did, it would be so sweet that our teeth would rot and fall out."
Kitty grinned, "Just wait until you meet MY mom. God, they want to come out there." The thought was driving her nuts. She hadn't even TOLD THEM about Xi'an yet!
Clarice laughed, like Illyana has relaxed her. She got to her feet and sidled over, sliding one arm around her and the other into Illyana's bathrobe, "As long as we get some time to ourselves."
Kitty heard the purr in that voice, and her eyes got shifty, "I gotta..head out and do something. Twins should be home in about..two hours and Xi'an in three. Just FYI."
"I will set a timer just to be sure," Illyana winked at Kitty, then purrred and pulled Clarice closer to her. 2 hours wasn't really enough time, but she could make it a quickie.