Topic: Promised Visit

Lenika

Date: 2007-02-18 12:50 EST
Lenika was finally making her way to the Sanctuary. This place was a littler easier to find once she knew who and where to ask. She was not coming empty handed as she carried two long cloth wrapped objects and a medium sized bag slung over one shoulder. A grunt and she hefted the wrapped items over her shoulder to adjust the weight, and it was not that either thing was particularly heavy but she was not looking as strong as she usually did.

There was some darkness under her eyes from lack of sleep and she had thinned out a little more. Her hair had even changed from the long mahogany to the short and black. Now all she needed was leather and some weapon skills and she might be something else entirely.

A soft "aha" escaped her mouth as she reached the Sanctuary and she had to smile a little to herself. Her eyes lifted from the ground to the top of the walls as she took in the sight before her. A satisfied nod, then she moved forward to knock. She gave three knocks then a soft call, "Hello' Is anyone home" Issy' Trixie??

Trixie McAllister

Date: 2007-02-19 20:14 EST
"Ms. McAllister, how does it feel to have just won the Nobel prize for Rocking the World?"

She never did get to reply.

Her ear twitched, immediately signaling her to get her butt up. Her left eye popped open, the pupil shifting to a pin-prick thanks to the sunlight invading the room. Not her room, of course, since that was her little dank pit of darkness. She sat up, using the back of her hand to wipe off the corner of her mouth where a drool had gathered. She was classy like that.

She looked around, noting that she'd collapsed on the common area floor, again. Man, were these long-ass patrols messing up her sleep schedule.

She pulled herself to her feet and angled a look towards the door. There was no one else immediately around her, and she knew the sound had come from thatta way. She figured it was worth checking out.

With her hair mushed to one side, her shirt stained with face-paint, and her mouth making a smacking sound as she tried to get that dry feeling to go away, she opened the door. Of course, thanks to the recent style changes, it took Trixie a full ten seconds of blank-staring, until the face plus the scent drop-kicked her memory.

Her grin rolled, less fierce than it usually was. Her eyebrow arched slightly, but she didn't comment, yet.

"Heeeeeeey, L. C"mon in, sugar." She drawled out in her sultry, sleep-cracked voice as she pulled the door back further, leaning on it.

Issy

Date: 2007-02-20 17:28 EST
Isuelt had been taking a meal in the kitchen when she heard the front door open. Scooping her bowl of oatmeal and honey in hand, and popping a few more almonds in her mouth, she ventured out of the hearth-baked kitchen and down the hallway to see who the visitor was.

Black cotton pants hung loosely around her legs, and her fitted black tank was clinging just as it should. Around the corner, she came to hear Trixie's welcome and she figured it was good news. Well, unless otherwise stated.

But, it did take her a minute...or three to recognize the woman with the Harlequin. Was that' Wow...it was. Lenika.

Lenika

Date: 2007-02-24 12:36 EST
Lenika grinned and brightened some as she saw Trixie first then Issy. Their reactions did not phase her one bit as she stepped inside at the invitation. "Trixie, I'm so happy to see you," she exclaimed then leaned around to smile at Issy, "Well, I finally made it, Issy."

There was a quick adjustment made to the items she was holding, though her gaze moved from her friends to the house she was in. She took a few more steps inside as she shifted her things once more. "I hope I didn't come at a bad time," she said as she turned and looked back to the girls.

Lenika blinked a few times as they seemed to be just staring at her and she tilted her black haired head. Perhaps she had not come at a good time and a sudden surge of embarrassment and hesitation washed over her. She cleared her throat, "I can go and come back another time. I just"uh"thought any time would be okay."

Issy

Date: 2007-02-24 13:16 EST
Her lips pressed together for a moment of silent realization. Only a second glance later, did she produce the copyrighted smirk she was known for.

"Leni, no this is perfect. C'mon in, we're glad you're here," a glance over to Trixie. "You guys want something to eat?" She held up the half-eaten bowl of oatmeal, "This just aint cuttin' it anymore. We can rummage and see if Brian left some grub?" Thumbing over her shoulder toward the kitchen, Isuelt cocked her hip to one side and grinned.

She was reminiscing of the days way back when she had been relatively new here. Lenika had always made her feel welcomed, and the Judge was more than ready to pay back the favor. "Love the hair, by the way. Hot. Hotter than usual."

Brian Ravenlock

Date: 2007-03-04 08:38 EST
"This just aint cuttin' it anymore. We can rummage and see if Brian left some grub?"

"Well, well, well.....Left something" I will not hear of that by ANY means...I cannot have any talk of that...I do not simple 'leave' grub, I invent it, and reinvent it...Sides, I had a feeling today would be a nice day to prepare something special, and seeing Lady Lenika here, I would gamble to say I was correct."

Just like that, there he was...One Brian Ravenlock...Former resident, former cook, former pain in the as— Okay, so two outta three are accurate. A grin and wink to the ladies, as he settled a bit behind Lenika a bit. Bags of groceries in arm, as he eyed the three of them, and raised a brow to Isuelt and her bowl.

"I knew ya were thinnin out on us...Now I can see why. Lord and Ladies...Well, I'll add on some lbs for ya, just cause I love ya and Lenika is here. Otherwise I'd let Trixie cook, and we could have had Pepto for dessert."

Scooting past the ladies, Brian chuckled and shook his head as he hefted the groceries a bit. A pause in his step as he looked back to Lenika with an assured nod.

"Isuelt is correct...The hair is indeed hot. And most becoming, I might add."

With that said Brian headed to the kitchen humming to himself, as he did so. Soon Jean and Yotsuba would arrive with the cake, cause cakes were always present for special events, and Lady Lenika's visit was indeed one such special event.

Issy

Date: 2007-03-04 21:19 EST
Grinning as Brian waltzed in (with groceries even!). "You are reading my damn mind again, are you Ravenlock" I'm gonna have to keep my thoughts guarded," she chuckled and hip-checked him as he breezed by.

More than happy to discard her oatmeal she nodded to Trixie and Lenika, "C'mon sex kittens! It's warmer in the kitchen, anyway." Isuelt's bare feet were not appreciating the value of the marbled entranceway floor.

Wrapping an arm around Leni's shoulders, she began to guide their guest towards the hallway for the kitchen, "B-Man's an awesome chef. Even Trixie raves about the cooking. Don't cha, dollface?" she leaned her head back and pressed her lips into an air kiss for the Harlequin.

Trixie McAllister

Date: 2007-03-11 17:35 EST
"'Chea, but I don't know if my palate is the one ya want to use to judge cuisine, chick. Do you have any idea the meals I had ta' make while on tour?"

Not to mention the raw flesh of animals she was so fond of. She was one big, bright smile as she fell in line behind her Sister, her good friend, and the Swedish chef.

"So, Leni...why'd you stray to the dark side" Looks smokin', though."

She asked as she twirled one of Lenika's black locks between her fingers.

Lenika

Date: 2007-03-13 21:53 EST
So much was happening at one time that Lenika's gazed moved from person to person. She barely got a word in as she was now being taken to the kitchen then more questions. As she walked with them, she finally shook her head and laughed a little. "I'm not that hungry but I don't mind smelling the food," she said with another laugh, though it probably wouldn't hurt her to eat.

Lenika had to smile at Trixie at her question and she wondered if Trixie would notice the difference in the texture or smell of her hair because there was indeed a distinct lack of the Lenika feel of that black hair. She wrapped one arm around Issy and smiled at the companionship they were offering at this time. Finally, she answered Trixie as she said, "I tried blonde first but it didn't go over so well, so I thought I'd try black. It made for a different kind of look."

After the foursome reached the kitchen, it was then that she addressed Brian more specifically, "What are you planning to make, Brian?"