rarara (bornofmagic) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-09-12 06:18:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, clarice ferguson (blink), illyana rasputin (magik), kitty pryde (shadowcat) |
It wasn't bragging!
Who: Kitty, Clarice and Illyana
What: Kitty and Illyana wonder at how they got so lucky, Kitty has a reflective moment, and Illyana is blunt.
When: Wednesday morning
Where: Apartment!
Status: Complete
Rating Pg-13 for talking about sex
Kitty was sitting at the kitchen table, sipping at some coffee and tapping away at her Starkphone. She had a major case of bed head, but it was the sort of bed head that implied she'd had a good night.
What she was doing, specifically, was job hunting. She felt like she wasn't going to get anywhere at the operation she currently worked for, and that her skills could better serve people elsewhere.
An uptick in her income would also help with getting a house, even with the huge payday from Neena.
She glanced up as Clarice wobbled in, and gave the other woman a smirk, "Life affirmed?"
The other woman tightened her robe and flushed a little. It gave her skin an almost purple cast to it. She was definitely a darker pink than she had been a week ago, "Well..you know...."
She poured herself some orange juice, then made her way to the shower.
Grinning to herself, Kitty bent back over her phone.
Though not without checking Clarice out as the door shut behind her.
She was (soon to be) engaged, not dead!
The brunette was about to get an even closer look at her phone, because Illyana had crept up behind her and noticed her eyes following Clarice as she'd gone.
She cuffed Kitty on the back of the head, before getting herself some coffee. Her own hair, short as it was, was sticking up at all kinds of odd angles, but Illyana had zero fucks to give about that. Everyone in the house knew she was screwing Clarice regularly, even the twins.
"Mine." She admonished, while taking a seat.
"Ow!" Kitty laughed, rubbing the back of her head, "Yes, yours. I still can't believe you met her practically on the street. Karma making up for the cancer maybe?"
She shifted in her chair, "I think mutants are generally blessed with better than average bodies. And stamina, from what I can hear."
She added, blushing a bit, "Like, I think I've gotten firmer since my powers fully manifested." She was joking. Maybe.
"I would not know anything about that. I always thought we stayed in shape because we were always in danger of being killed if we could not outrun or kill the things which threatened us," Illyana shrugged one of her shoulders, sipped her coffee, and then smirked, "But Clarice has a much better than average body, yes."
After a pause, "And I cannot believe I simply met her on the street one day, either. Sometimes, I look at her when we are done for the night and I am getting a snack, and I have to remind myself that I just had that."
"There was that too." Kitty replied. She covered her mouth and giggled. Illyana had just SAID that.
"Did you just seriously say that?"
Illyana gave her a look, "It is like you keep expecting me not to say these things, and then are suddenly surprised."
"I know, I know." She laughed, "It's always so surprising just how ..." Kitty shook her head and picked up her cup, "Nevermind. I understand, though. Every time I roll over and Xi'an is curled up there next to me it's...amazing. That she's really there.
"And then you say to yourself, 'I cannot believe I am tapping that, and she actually lets me, encourages, and enjoys it'." Illyana added, matter-of-factly. She toasted Kitty with her coffee mug, and grinned.
"It is a very fine woman you have there. I would wonder about that, too."
"Yes. That." Kitty pointed a finger at Illyana, "She's just so ...beautiful, and subdued and then you really get her going.."
"And when that happens, she is rattling the ceiling tiles." Again, matter-of-factly. Illyana didn't even bat an eyelash.
More coffee was imbibed, and Illyana leaned back in her chair a bit, an extremely sloppy smirk on her face, "But I think that everyone in this house exhibits a level of fine-ness that could probably make us millions of dollars if we ever got into pornography."
"There is no way in hell..!" Kitty looked shocked. Really, she shouldn't be shocked, but Illyana still managed to shock the hell out of her. Really, she should be expecting this by now.
She settled down and shrugged a shoulder, "Anyway, I'm the louder one. But between you and Clarice, it's her."
"I like it when she is screaming her head off. It means I am doing my job well."
Illyana saluted Kitty with her coffee mug. She completely ignored the shock on Kitty's face over the porn comment, aside from looking generally slightly more amused than she had a moment ago.
It was always worth it to see what her reaction would be when she said these things.
"So. I am thinking... Jewelry shopping soon, da? We should put each piece in its own box, so that along with the one with the nuts in it and the one with the fruits in it, there are 6 total."
Kitty ran her fingers through her hair, getting out tangles, until the curly mess was less of a mess. She really should cut it shoulder length. It had gotten too long.
"Just glad you learned to tone it down. We had to, too." She replied, before turning her attention to less naughty subjects, "Even numbers are good, right?"
"Da, even numbers are good luck. And the red cloths over the boxes are good luck, too. I am not sure where we will find nice laquered boxes." Illyana thought that over a bit, then tilted her head to the side, "There is probably asian shop in town somewhere that would sell such things..."
"I think I know just the area to look!" Talking this through was making her excited, "I just hope she doesn't think I'm being crazy or something. Or like...culturally insensitive.."
"How is it culturally insensitive to follow Vietnamese traditions for this?" Illyana sounded extremely confused.
"Some people get weird about that," Kitty replied, shrugging a shoulder. "I don't think Xi'an will but other people might!"
"It is not like you are mocking her culture, or trying to attribute to her, things from some other Asian culture. And anyone else who has a problem with this can easily go screw off somewheres." Illyana waved a hand. Like somewhere off that way, was the place people could go screw.
A grin formed across Kitty's lips, "Okay, you're right. I'm just..really worrying this over too much. I'm nervous. Really nervous. Okay a little terrified.."
Illyana squinted at her, "Then why do it? If you are that scared."
"After everything I've dreamed of, everything I've been through here, I...can't let myself be scared. Not again. I already ran out on someone once and I know I'll never make up for that, but.." Kitty looked down at her phone, as if it somehow all the answers, "I once thought that..with everything...all the pain and the conflict and the dust never settling...that we have to take what we can get before it's gone."
She trailed her finger in a circle around the edge of the phone, "I don't want to just settle. I want to live. I want to be alive, have a family, love someone and be loved, and make a better future for her and the twins and anyone we decide to bring into the world."
Kitty snorted at that, "That part's less scary. I might have commitment issues."
"Only a little bit." Illyana teased, while getting up for more coffee. She thought through everything Kitty was saying, and ran a hand through her hair, "Those are all good things, but You should not do this simply because you think you need to get it now while it is good."
Mainly, like with Scott and everyone else that she put through such questioning, she was worried about internal motives, "There is a difference between being ready and goading yourself into thinking you are."
She wasn't sure she'd ever be there with Clarice. Saying she loved the woman was hard enough, and it wasn't because of lack of emotion on her part.
"That's what I mean!" Kitty flailed, "I mean I don't want to ...stuff. Do this because I think I need to while it's good, I want to because ...it's more than that."
Clarice suddenly appeared behind Illyana, threading her arms around her waist and resting her chin on the woman's shoulder, "So what's this about tapping things? If you keep calling it that it will never happen again."
Kitty snerked.
"Katya started it, blame her." Illyana easily passed the buck onto her friend, then twisted around in Clarice's arms and smooched her on the cheek.
"It is a pity you are all clean and smell nice now. Or I would try and encourage you to take that back."
"I have to get to work!" Clarice's protest was only half hearted and she found herself double checking the clock, "Shy has to take Angel to the vet."
"... That is unfortunate," Illyana replied. Whether she meant the situation with the rabbit or the fact that she wouldn't be 'tapping that' any further until after Clarice came home, she didn't specify.
"Illyana has something planned today anyway," Kitty said with a smile. "So none of us will be tapping anything."
"I'm telling Xi'an you and Illyana were bragging about your conquests."
"It wasn't bragging!"
"It was speaking incredulously about the fact that you let us touch you at all," Illyana corrected.
"Exactly!"
"See? Katya backs me up on this and she is a genius."
Clarice pulled away from her lover, looking at the both of them with an expression half incredulous and half amused. In her measured tone she said, "I'm not sure whether I should be flattered or not. But if you insist, I'll have to talk to her about rescinding touching privilages."
The look on Kitty's face could make puppys cry.
"...That is a sad thing, but I suppose I can take comfort in Katya's arms." Illyana sounded like she was even slightly looking forward to that turn of events.
"I can steal Xi'an away to the theatre, and never let her go."
Illyana glanced at Kitty, then back at Clarice, "...I will appease you with chocolates?"
"Chocolate covered strawberries," Clarice replied, folding her arms sternly.
"Which I will feed to you myself, while you simply lay there and eat them." Illyana added, with a nod.
Kitty rested her chin on her hands while Clarice quickly exited the kitchen to change for work.
"Illyana 1, Clarice 0."
"They make this so easy sometimes," Illyana whispered. She leaned against the counter, looking like the cat that ate the canary, and retrieved her coffee mug. Soon, she'd have to go on a job hunt of her own, but she was waiting until Clarice was off first.
Kitty looked at the time on her phone, "If you hurry, you can ambush her."
Illyana's face lit up, "What would I do without you?"
She knocked back her coffee and fled for the bedroom, where Ambushing would so very be happening.