(ง •̀_•́)ง (ember_celica) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2017-01-17 15:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, evie frye, yang xiao long |
I only remember my birth mom a little bit.
Who: Yang and Evie
What: Another day another lunch
When: recent
Where: a different cafe
status: complete
Rating: PG
Yang missed riding her motorcycle. But with only one hand she couldn’t control everything. She’d found a kit online that would let her move the controls so that she could legally ride again, but that was going to take some time to get to her. In the meantime she had to either walk, take a cab or bus, or bum a ride from her roommates. Both of them in this case. One of which made a kissy face in the mirror as she drove her beat up jallopy.
“Shut up.”
“We can drop you off a block away so we don’t embarrass your date,” Ahsoka teased.
Yang’s eyes flashed red. “It’s not a date.”
Li looked at Yang with a smile. “It’s lunch, Yang. Definitely more of a date than going for coffee or something.” Not that Li had much experience with the dating thing other than what she and Ahsoka did, but still. The point stood.
Meanwhile, Evie had arrived early. It was just in her nature to get somewhere early so she didn’t have to worry about being late. She wasn’t nervous or anything. This was just lunch with a friend. She needed more of them here, though it was nice that Gamora was around as well. This time she was dressed casually, jeans and a t-shirt, and her long hair was in a French braid. The only jewelry she wore were her dogtags, something she’d never take off.
"I was always told coffee isn't always coffee," Ahsoka countered. "At least for lesbians and bisexual women." She made another kissy face in the mirror. "But lunch is a date. Especially when you spend like thirty minutes looking for an outfit."
Yang squinted at the both of them and leaned back in the seat in a huff.
Li’s smile widened a bit as Yang huffed. She was giving her a hard time, but she was genuinely happy for her friend. Yang had had a tough time of late, and she needed good things in her life to help. And probably some time away from her and Ahsoka when they decided to get loud.
“Here is good,” Yang said, finally. “I can walk the rest of the way and you two can have the apartment all to yourself. Just make sure you disinfect everything.”
Ahsoka blushed as she pulled over. “Who said we were going to do anything but watch movies?”
“Just remember that sex isn’t the answer, it’s the question. Yes is the answer.” Yang stuck her tongue out at them and got out. She was wearing one of those skirt/pant combos with her trenchcoat because it was too cold for her skirt/short combo. She waved and made her way down to the cafe.
It was probably cuter than she’d intended. And so was that French braid, so much so that she kind stopped for a moment before entering.
“Talk like that could mean you’ll come back to us remodeling the apartment,” Li retorted with a laugh. Though she did think they needed to add some insulation or sound-proofing things in the walls surrounding the bedroom Ahsoka and Li had.
Evie hadn’t intended to dress cute. She just figured she should wear something more casual than military fatigues, though she could wear camo very well. She had a coat with her, one that she’d thankfully packed and brought with her, though she also had a cardigan sweater on with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. She felt someone watching her and she looked up to see Yang, and she smiled and waved at her.
Ahsoka was thinking the same thing. Soundproofing. But at least they could be as loud as they liked today. If that happened. She never took it for granted, it was one of those things where she was still amazed it even happened to her.
It was very cute. Yang waved, then came over. She’d opted for her prosthetic today. “Hey. Sorry I’m late.”
“No no, you aren’t late. I was early. Probably earlier than necessary. I don’t like being late.” Evie said with a light chuckle. “How are you? It certainly seems like you’ve come through the snowpocalypse well.”
“That’s cause I’m hot so I stay warm.” She cocked her finger at Evie as she took a seat across from her. “Weather or not it’s cold. What about you?”
Evie laughed, then cleared her throat a little. “Glad you can keep warm, then. And I survived. Takes more than simple snow to keep me down.”
Yang tucked hair behind her ear, then rested her good hand on the table. “I guess you stayed in for New Years? I kind of did too, but the stay in and drink kind of thing.”
Ahsoka drunk had been hilarious and Force Beer Pong was awesome.
“I did, yes. I’m not one for parties or drinking. So I just spent the evening reading. And dealing with my brother calling me while he was plastered.” Evie rolled her eyes a bit. Jacob was so lovely sometimes.
“That must have been fun.” When it came to parties, Yang tended to prefer dancing over anything else. She wasn’t even usually a heavy drinker but with the kind of year that she’d had she’d felt entitled to getting just a little wasted. “I’m sure he knows his limits. When he falls down that means it’s enough.”
There was the ordering of food to tend to, but Yang mostly used the menu to discreetly check Evie out while she decided.
“It was fun for me, yes.” A little lonely, but she dealt with it. “Usually, yes. Though sometimes he can go overboard when with his friends.” Evie shook her head a bit as she looked over the menu. She hoped that Jacob could behave himself for a little while, at least!
“It’s not so bad as long as he’s not hurting anyone.” Yang knew she herself could be a handful, but she was also the one that did the most mothering in her dreams. It was harder to mother Ahsoka and Li, but she did try. “Just don’t overwork yourself either.”
“Typically he doesn’t, though he’s had a few drunken fights with repercussions that I had to clean up. Jacob has a knack for buggering things up, and I go in and fix them.” Someone had to keep her brother in line. Sure he hated it, but she was the big sister, she felt it was her job to take care of him regardless of how old they were.
“Remind me of my sister. Like she doesn’t mess things up on purpose or in any spectacular way but there was a whole two years I had to keep an eye on her because otherwise she’d just get into a car with strangers and she’s just too trusting. Ruby likes to think the best of people.” Yang admired it, and it was also very frustrating.
Evie smiled gently. “If only my brother was like that. Jacob is more of a free spirit and doesn’t think about the consequences of his actions before doing them. But the fact your sister has that quality of thinking the best of people is something to be preserved. Too few people have that outlook today, and I think the world could benefit from it.”
“I just have to protect her from the people that might take advantage of it.” Yang smiled. She wanted Ruby to always have that optimistic outlook. If her dreams were any indication there was a good chance it could get crushed some day. That wasn’t a day Yang ever wanted to see.
“That’s precisely what big sisters do, isn’t it? Protect our younger siblings from such things.” Which was Evie saying she was the older twin. Sure Jacob was bigger than her and looked more menacing than she did, but he still needed someone to watch his back. And she always had his back, even when she’d rather strangle him with her own two hands.
“Damn right.” Yang sat back in her chair, eyeing Evie up with a pleasant smile on her face. “Even when we want to strangle them.”
“Exactly,” she responded with a grin of her own. “You could say my brother and I are the stereotypical twins being the polar opposites of each other. Are you and your sister opposites or are you more alike?”
“We’re alike in some ways and different in others.” Ruby wasn’t the only one that wanted to help people and protect her friends. “She’s more socially awkward, and can’t really pick up sarcasm. We’re both pretty impulsive but she’s even more so than me.”
Yang laughed. “She’s.. Really adaptable and has always known what she’s wanted to do with her life.”
“Keeps things exciting, at least. It might be a little more boring if you and your sister were exactly alike.” Evie said with a chuckle. “Though being able to adapt does help matters in some respects. I’m not always good at adapting, though it depends upon the situation at hand.” When a plan went to hell, she wasn’t that good at adapting. However when she was in the field, she was better at it. Mostly because there were usually back up plans in the event something went wrong.
“She’s the planner.” Yang almost added ‘on our team’ but she didn’t know if Evie was a dreamer yet and didn’t want to get painted with the crazy brush. “Like she’s a natural leader I mean. She comes up with them on the spot. She’s gonna go so far and I’m so proud.”
Yang could talk about her sister forever if someone let her.
“There’s one in every family.” Evie was the planner in hers. Jacob liked coming up with them on the spot and acting on the spur of the moment. Evie had to plan things out. “You definitely sound proud of her. Definitely a proud big sister.”
“For all your ribbing I’ll bet you’re proud of Jacob too.” She could hear it in Evie’s voice. Yang never liked people who seemed to actually hate their siblings. While there were probably a few circumstances she could understand, she still didn’t have to like it.
“I am proud of him. I just don’t understand how he can go through life the way he does, but he manages. And if I didn’t have to get on his case now and then, I probably wouldn’t love him as much as I do.” Evie smiled, though there was a sad tinge to it. “Besides, he’s the only family I have left.”
“I’m sorry.” Yang couldn’t know how that felt entirely. She and Ruby still had their dad. But their moms were out of the picture. “Do you wish he were around more? Or is this a case of being the lonely child being better most days?”
“I wish he was around more, though I know I remind him of our father. Father passed away only a couple months ago, and it’s...hit me harder than I prefer to show.” Evie was her father’s daughter, a quintessential daddy’s girl. She’d followed in her father’s footsteps by going into the military. She just hoped that she did him proud.
“I’m sorry,” Yang said again. She remembered when Summer had died, people had said that alot. At the time she’d resented it, but after her arm, she appreciated it. Most of the time, anyway. It was hard to think of something else to say. “It’s been so long since I lost my moms, it’s easier to think about.”
“Thank you,” she said honestly. Evie welcomed the sentiment, though it didn’t make her miss her father any less. It was nice to know someone cared like that. “I’m sorry about your moms as well. It’s never easy losing someone.”
“I only remember my birth mom a little bit. She left when I was a baby. Ruby’s mom, Summer, was the one that raised us but she died when I was 5 and Ruby was 3. I thought she was my birth mom for a long time, but she’s still more mom than mom is. If that makes sense.”
Yang was babbling. “Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize, it’s totally fine.” Evie stated. “I am sorry you went through that, losing two mothers at such a young age. Though I can empathize. I never knew my mother, she died from complications during childbirth with my brother and I. The loss hit my father really hard, I believe, because we rarely saw him for the first six years of our lives. My grandmother raised us until my father was ready to be a father.” In Evie’s mind, he had made up for lost time. Jacob may have a different opinion, however.
“My dad went through a rough period. My mom left, then Summer died. I kind of had to take care of Ruby a lot of the time but Uncle Qrow helped out a lot.” She didn’t blame her dad either. He’d taught her to fight and she’d gotten her sense of humor from him. And a little bit from Summer.
“It’s understandable. He had a lot to deal with, but at least he was still around.” Evie well knew some people would have just up and left and not come back. Her father had left, more or less, but he had come back. And she’d been too young to really understand what was happening anyway. “At least neither of us were alone, we had our siblings there.”
“Yeah! Though I dunno if it’s the same for you, but sisters never really forgive each other for what happened when they were five.” She grinned at Evie. She couldn’t speak to brother-sisters, but sister-sisters could have very interesting and at times antagonistic relationships. Even if she and Ruby had never actually screamed at each other.
“You could be surprised. Jacob can hold a grudge, though I may outlast him on that.” Evie chuckled. “Jacob and I have very explosive fights because we’re polar opposites. It’s a cycle really. We’ll have a huge blow up, go a little while without talking, then we’ll make up and move on until it repeats itself. Sometimes I wonder if that’s better or worse than having a sister.”
“Sounds worse,” Yang decided. “Either that or me and Ruby get along better than most most days. Knew someone with a sister who was in constant fights, and the real kind of catty ones.” She’d never see Ruby as being catty. She had a dream friend who WAS a cat who was never that bad too.
“Maybe it’s both? I wouldn’t trade my brother for anything, and when we get along, we get along well. But when we fight, it can be like World War Three is happening.” Evie leaned back in her seat, getting more comfortable. “Constant fights is not good. I don’t think I could handle that.”
Yang flashed back to Weiss early on. Her and Ruby had gotten along like water and oil for several weeks, but were now as close friends as she and Blake were. She didn’t want to think about her team, it hurt every time. “I’ve seen it happen and it sucks as much as you think.”
“It sounds like it. I have not had such experiences up close and personal, simply heard about them. It’s bad enough hearing about these things, let alone living it. I’m sorry you’ve been around it.” Evie was definitely glad that her relationship with Jacob wasn’t like that.
“It’s a good lesson in what not to do in a relationship,” Yang agreed. She swung her foot and smacked into Evie’s.
“I can believe that,” she nodded. Not that she’d really know, she hadn’t really had any relationships beyond friendship in a while. At feeling Yang’s foot hit hers, Evie jerked slightly, mostly out of not having expected that. She shifted a bit with a smile. “So, what have you been up to since last we spoke?”
"Training, a lot of studying too." She'd got to thinking about her major. She wanted to help people. "That was your fault, kind of."
Of course any excuse to see or talk to Evie more was a good one. Yang was developing a crush.
“If my influence gets you studying, then I’ll happily take the credit.” Evie grinned. She liked the intelligent, studious types. People who shirked responsibility and didn’t apply themselves drove her up a wall.
"Yeah, but now you owe me. One lunch isn't gonna cut it." Yang winked, her hair bouncing into her face when she moved her head.
Yang’s hair seemed like it defied gravity. She wondered how Yang got it to do that. “What would cut it?” She posed, curious as to what Yang had on her mind.
Yang stared, eyes widening a little bit as she realized she’d talked herself into a corner. “Uh. Dinner?”
Now it was Evie’s turn to be caught off-guard a bit. “Dinner? I could do dinner.” She didn’t know if it meant anything. People went to dinner with friends often, right?
“Yeah, dinner, sure. You know…” And here Yang just went for it because she was Yang. “Dressing up?”
“What sort of dressing up? Because I never do skirts or dresses. I’m allergic to them.” Evie said with an amused note in her voice. Though she was serious. She loathed skirts and dresses. Pant suits she could do without issue. Anything with pants she could do without issue.
“I can do the dress,” Yang said, laughing. She really could pull off dresses. For someone who liked to get dirty and hit people she’d really loved her prom dress. “But you look more like the suit type. All dashing and romantic.”
Evie smiled shyly. “Well, I don’t know about dashing and romantic. I’m just more comfortable in pants.” She probably was a tomboy if she thought about it. “But I think that you would look really good in a dress.”
The shyness in Evie’s smile was endearing, and Yang tried to not trip over her words at the compliment. “I think you could pull it off. And I have just the dress, but I guess it depends on how fancy we wanna do dinner.”
“Perhaps I should give it a try some time.” She would have to look for the right outfit, of course. “I don’t know, how fancy do you want to go?” Evie did have money. She wasn’t rich, but she made a pretty penny working for the SIS. She had enough to be able to splurge, though she tended to be frugal with her money. Evie preferred to always have enough saved for emergency cases, and she tended to carefully manage her finances.
“Uhm.” Yang’s face darkened and she looked down at the table. “I don’t want to put you out or anything. So maybe just fancy instead of fancy pancy.”
“You wouldn’t be putting me out. I rarely splurge so it wouldn’t be a problem.” Evie wasn’t made of money, but she could put out for one fancy pancy dinner now and then. Although it was dawning on her that dinner tended to be more a date-type thing and she wasn’t certain how to handle that.
“How about a casual dinner and dancing?” Yang suggested. That seemed less intimidating for a first date. If this was a date. She wanted it to be a date.
“I have to admit I’m rusty on my dancing, and even then I wasn’t that great to begin with.” Evie admitted a little shyly. She wasn’t really one to go to clubs. Jacob was more the partier type in that respect.
“Then I’ll give you some personal lessons. It’s not that much different from a fight, but instead of wrestling someone you get all close and move in rhythm.” She wriggled her shoulders suggestively.
Evie’s cheeks flushed a bit. “I...see. Well. Practice makes perfect, as they say?” She offered, attempting to cover the fact her cheeks were flushing. This was certainly not what she’d anticipated happening.
“The best practice is to just do it.” She was still talking about dancing, at least she hoped they were still talking about dancing. “Friday night?”
What had started this again?
“Indeed it is.” Evie was one who always preferred to do it. She liked getting to the point where she could. “Friday night would work. Where?” She was still learning where things were here, but give her an address or the name of a place and she could get herself there.
Yang blurted out the first place she could think of, which was an upscale sushi place. She didn’t know if Evie likes sushi. She did know that sushi could be a romantic dinner, which hadn’t entirely been her intention, but it was too late now.
Evie made note of the place, nodding a bit. “That would be fine. It’s been awhile since I’ve had sushi.” Evie wasn’t a picky eater, she was open to at least trying things. Sushi was something she liked, but she rarely ate it.
“Perfect,” Yang said.
What has she just gotten them into?