Topic: Merry Christmas Quinn...Again!

Recalcitrant Cleric

Date: 2011-01-01 03:38 EST
Gabriel stood out like a sore thumb as he walked down the streets of WestEnd. His arms were in front of him, cradling bundles of cloth that shifted and writhed often in an attempt to wiggle free of his grasp. Occasionally, one of the two bundles made a mewling sound when it was forced to slump back against his chest.

He walked quickly, turning down the many winding streets and lanes and ducking through several alleyways to make the trip shorter. It was cold and he didn?t think it was safe to linger outside with the two energetic armfuls of cloth and fur he was struggling to keep hold of.

He came to the first door and shoved it open with his shoulder. That was a pain, because he felt like he?d crush the package he was delivering. He passed the heavy machinery with a skeptical look, hoping the increasingly difficult to carry bundles wouldn?t get free and go off hiding in the dark, damp, and sharp places.

Then he came to the stairs and started up quickly, tightening his hold as his foot kicked out and banged the toe of his shoes against Quinn?s door several times with a number of hard, loud and resounding thuds.

Quinn Benoit

Date: 2011-01-02 00:05 EST
Quinn was just like any other strong, independent woman living by herself in the WestEnd of RhyDin. When she heard someone unexpectedly kicking at her front door she flew into an automatic defense mode.

With an added slide from her socks across the wooden floorboards of her apartment she moved quickly and quietly to the closet near the front door. There, she armed herself, stepping into a pair of black leather lace up boots and grabbing a metal bat that was tucked into the folds of various jackets, hoodies, and nonsense.

These additions looked ridiculous along with the hot pink pajama bottoms and black tank top she was wearing, but she didn't mind at all. In fact, the metal bat resting on her shoulder at the ready seemed to add some extra oomph to her swagger as she trailed over to the door. She even called out to the stranger as she moved. "We're sorry! The tenant you are trying to reach in unavailable at the moment. Please leave a message after the beep." She paused for a beat. "Beeeeeeep!" It was easy to make jokes when there was an industrial metal door separating you from some unknown and uninvited guest.

But finally Quinn leaned up onto the tippy-toes of her unlaced boots, probably more of a hazard than anything, and squinted into the peephole of the door so she could see who had come calling on her. It was then that she gave an excited gasp. "Gabriel!" Her free hand worked at the mess of locks and chains along the seam of the door until she could wretch it open. "You've never heard of giving a girl a call before showing up at her door, eh?"

She was about to feel very self conscious about the fact that she was quite unmade compared to how he usual saw her, but the mewling and squirming of the cloth in his arms instantly had her attention. "Did you clothes say something?" She asked with a blank expression.

Recalcitrant Cleric

Date: 2011-01-02 01:37 EST
Gabriel grinned and snickered as he heard her muffled voice do the answering machine gag, eyes rolling. He was about to tell her to hurry up because the bundles in his arms were growing more difficult by the second when she opened the door.

He lingered for a moment and went into another fit of snickers at her wardrobe. Gabriel wolf whistled as he walked forward and slid past her into the apartment without hesitation.

?Lookin? sexy as always,? he said. ?An? I didnae know yer number, woman. Ye ne?er gave it tae me, so I just figured I stop by an? bless yer day wi? a bit o? Gabriel.?

?An? that?s nae m? clothes, it?s a present,? he said as he turned around and held the squirming bundles out. A head was visible, with furry ears and velvety black fur, along with two lantern bright, green eyes.

?Merry Christmas, part two!?

Quinn Benoit

Date: 2011-01-02 02:03 EST
Quinn gave a deep roll of her eyes. It was her natural reaction to a majority of what Gabriel said and did. At least on the bright side, these days the action was often accompanied by an amused grin. She simply swept her hand aside, giving a silent invitation inside even though he was already brushing right past her.

"You're just jealous you couldn't pull off the hot pink pants and combat boots combo. But remind me to give you my number so that next time you drop by I have a heads up and don't have to go through all the trouble of getting decked out in my Sunday's finest like this." She leaned the metal bat against the wall and shut the door behind him, only twisting one or two deadbolts into place rather than putting the entire apartment on full lockdown once again.

When he began to explain the batch of cloth in his arms, that was when she spun on her booted heels to peer at his latest Christmas offering. "Gabriel, you really didn't have to do that. The guitar was above and beyond anything I-" Her well spoken speech of his friendship being the only gift that she needed and blahblahblah quickly went out the window at the sight of the small onyx furred kitten that was poking his head out of the bundle of cloth.

It was at that point that Quinn reverted to being a seven year old girl. "Gabe! It's a kitten!" She was practically squealing in delight and bouncing from one foot to the other. "It's a kitten!" Like she really had to drive that point home, because he wasn't aware. "Is it my kitten?" She asked with wide eyes, stepping closer to him to inspect the little creature. She reached a hand out to scratch behind the kitten's ear with a forefinger, but it was at this distance that she realized it wasn't just a kitten.

"Is it a two headed kitten?" A very valid question in RhyDin.

Recalcitrant Cleric

Date: 2011-01-02 02:11 EST
?Two headed? What?? he snorted, shifting to pull back some of the cloth. There were in fact, two kittens, one simply black and the other gray with dark stripes along its body. Both were very, very eager to get out of Gabe?s grasp and go explore.

?Aye, they?re yers, if ye?ll take ?em. Found ?em wanderin? outside m? apartment this mornin? an? asked around a bit. No one around knows who they belong tae so they?re free game, ye know??

?An?, I said tae m?self, I need a girl. An? I remembered, Quinn?s a girl. So I figured ye?d like kittens.?

And judging by Quinn?s reaction, he assumed correctly.

?I dun? ?ave names for ?em or anythin?, an? they?re handfuls, but I figure ye got enough room for ?em an? all. Just dinnae let ?em near the machinery in that warehouse, I dinnae trust it.?

Quinn Benoit

Date: 2011-01-02 02:34 EST
"Oooh!" She gave a slow nod when Gabriel revealed the two kittens instead of the one with two heads as she had originally imagined. "I guess that does make more sense." Quinn gave a scratch behind the ear of the small grey kitten as well, but she knew what that squirming was all about. They looked similar to her when she drank way too many espressos at work and had a ton of energy to burn off.

"Well, luckily, I am a girl. I love kittens, bunnies, unicorns, and all that jazz. So, if they don't have a home than I'll be more than happy to give them one." She cooed down at the kittens. "The cold is no place for these two cuties and it would be great to have some company around here to boot!"

She waved her hands about. "We'll figure out names for them, but you can let them down now. Let them get a hang of the place, eh? Besides, they look like they might gnaw your hands off if they don't get free pretty quick." She gave a bat of her lashes. "And we wouldn't want that, would we?"

She then crossed a finger over her chest. "I promise I'll keep them safe and in the apartment away from the warehouse. I'll be the best Mama ever! You won't regret it!"

Recalcitrant Cleric

Date: 2011-01-02 02:50 EST
?Right. We need m? hands so I can properly feel ye up an? all,? he nodded enthusiastically in agreement with her, leaning down to set the two kittens down on the floor. They quickly departed, scampering across the room to forage and learn all the apartment?s nooks and crannies with innate curiosity.

?An?, ye know, I figured I should stay,? Gabriel added slyly. ?Ye know, tae make sure they settle in right. Just in case they need help.?

He turned to watch the kittens as they darted across the room, then shot Quinn a quick look, expecting the usual little eye roll, scoff, and not-so-gentle-gentle let down.

Quinn Benoit

Date: 2011-01-02 03:04 EST
Quinn moved to stand beside Gabe, hands settled on her hips as she watched the kittens go bounding off further into the apartment. She then shot him a sidelong glance with a snort. "I was thinking more along the lines of needing your hands to play guitar, but you know I always find your blind optimism uplifting and amusing all at once."

When he tossed it out there that he felt he should stay, Quinn gave a thoughtful purse of her lips. After a moment of silence she gestured at the kittens who were playfully wrestling and chasing each other around their new playground. "Well, I guess for the sake of the kittens it would be a good idea. Considering they know you better than they know me and all that." Yeah, that was the reason she wanted him to stay. That's the ticket.

Realizing she was still sporting combat boots with her pajamas, Quinn set to sliding the boots off near the metal baseball bat still leaning against the wall beside the door. That done she turned back to Gabriel, her arms adjusting to fold over her chest.

"Besides, I'm going to need help naming them!"