Mary Anne Bell (
song_tra_bong) wrote2008-02-22 01:50 am
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Placeholder! Suffice to say that MA has brought Kit in from the bar. They're standing in the entryway like they just came in through the front door. Technically, they did. The house has some rooms up on the second story, but mostly the house goes out rather than up. The rooms are bright and airy.
"Well, here we are. Home sweet home.'
"Well, here we are. Home sweet home.'
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Distinctly out of place.
"And this is...just for you and your husband?"
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"I imagine if we still have it further down the line, it'll be for the girls, too."
Possibly Mary Anne is fidgeting a little. They've never really had company over to the house before.
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Very big.
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"C'mon, let me give you the grand tour."
She leads him from the entryway through the living room, then down the hallway where they skirt the edge of the dining room.
"Up there--" She points up a flight of stairs. "--is the master bedroom. Also, there's a porch with a pretty good view. There's the kitchen," she adds as they continue a little further down the hall. "and here's your room."
The walls are a soft, pale blue; a bathroom is visible through one door, which makes the other door the closet. The bed itself is big enough for two--or just one person who likes to sprawl--and made up neatly. Through the window to the left of the bed, you can see the ocean.
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"I...thank you."
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She drums her fingers against her leg a moment before adding, "Our neighbors aren't exactly close by, so you don't have to worry about taking a walk and running into somebody and not knowing Greek. Unless you do know Greek?"
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"D'you want anything to eat?"
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"Sure," he says, taking a good look at the ocean.
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"Let's go see what we can find, then," she says, then heads back toward the kitchen.
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Big.
Clean.
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It is clean because...well, neither Mary Anne nor her husband spend the bulk of their time living here just yet.
The latter is no doubt why she's having trouble finding anything to eat in the kitchen.
"Um..."
Mary Anne stares into the open pantry, frowning. She heads over to check the fridge, then rifles through a few other cabinets.
"That snack may have to wait until I get do some shopping. Any requests?"
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He laughs, then. "Just some bread is fine."
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"Bread it is. And since I'm feeling generous, water too."
She gives him a kiss on the cheek, as she moves past him back into the hallway. "Feel free to explore, just don't set anything on fire. I'll be back soon."
After a moment, her footsteps do not so much fade out as vanish entirely. Marlowe is alone in the house.
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"Decided to come home, huh? About time, Legs, 'cause someone's gotta do the cook--"
He stops, staring at the man in his kitchen.
"She brought home a stray," he says to no one in particular.
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He also wishes that his right hand currently wasn't in a splint.
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"How temporary?" he asks, yanking open the fridge and pulling out a pitcher of orange juice.
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"Sounds like my sort of thing," he says as he pours a glass. He raises an eyebrow. "And she left you here? With a walking nightmare who tends to cause grievous bodily harm just 'cause he can?" Ruin looks around. "And where the hell did she go?"
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Slightly.
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"You fucking her?"
Mild curiosity.
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Ruin was using present tense, after all, and once does not present tense make.
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"I doubt that. I don't think anyone meets Legs and doesn't tumble her at least once."
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He's a poet. And a post-grad from Cambridge. Playing at sematics is what he does.
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Ruin eyes him.
"Why did she bring you here? It certainly couldn't be time for her to tag out and me to tag in. No offense, but you really aren't my usual type."