Jun 03 17:16:29 106 PA - Breakfast for Maya and Vixen
From Chronicles
The current game time is: Fri Jun 03 17:16:29 106 PA.
Vixen came in early the day before and was gone for most of the day that followed. And came in late the next night. And is up again now, after an obviously inadequate night of sleep, given the look of her as she sits on the couch, curled up a little with a cup of coffee in her hands. She made enough for two, the rest left to warm. Though her own cup has been in hand and neglected for a few minutes as she lays, head leaned against the arm of the couch, staring off into space.
Maya has clearly slept enough, and leapt from bed in a good mood. She seems to need little sleep and emerges from her room wearing her strawberry covered pajamas, her hair loose around her shoulders, her feet bare. "Morning!" The greeting is chipper and she has a bounce in her step. "Sleep well?" A glance at Vixen tells her this is not the case and she pulls a sympathetic face.
Vixen turns her head towards Maya. Towards, but not quite making the full rotation. She seems content to let her state speak for itself, though she will murmur, "I'm sorry about being such a bitch the other day.. I shouldn't have done that to you. I'm just.." How to describe it? She considers for a bit before giving up on finding just the right word. "Wasn't fair to you."
Maya pauses on the way to the kitchen, giving Vixen a direct look. "I figured you were in a pissy mood, didn't take it personally. Do you want something to eat?" A sign of concern and she grins, her mouth widening in a movement that creases the corners of her eyes. "I can pour cereal..." She turns towards the kitchen, the matter of bitching apparently finished.
"I think that'd be fine.. I usually just toss some eggs and sausage together or go to Happy Burger," Vixen replies, her tone remaining a bit ambiguous. "I'm still in a mood.. probably will be for a while. That's just how it is with things falling apart. But at least I have a nice place now. That's one step forward for the other steps back."
Maya vanishes into the kitchen, doing the traditional new house rummage for bowls and emerging with a tray with various breakfast stuff on it, and a pot of coffee. She puts it on the couch between them and settles herself, pulling a breakfast bun apart. The hazel eyes study Vixen for a long moment before she speaks. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"Yeah, but do you want to hear all of it?" Vixen glances towards Maya and finally labors to lift her head and deal with the task of sipping her coffee lightly. At least its not too hot now. "I guess the short story is just rapid fire.. get a taste of two things just to have them snatched away. Makes me wonder what's going to happen now that we're living here.. fire? Job loss?" A darkly amused little smirk coming to her as she glances about the room slowly.
"If I didn't want to hear it, I wouldn't ask." Maya replies, her tone perfectly reasonable, as she pours her coffee and adds copious amounts of milk and sugar. The source of energy begins to emerge. "Leonard then." She tucks her feet beneath her, settling to dissect the breakfast buns, her hazel eyes considering Vixen thoughtfully. "I don't expect any bad luck." A flicker of her grin and she reaches out, tapping her fingers against the tray.
Vixen glances at the tray, but seems intent to stick with her coffee for the moment. "He's half of it, yeah," she murmurs. "It was just me being stupid again. Thinking a boy could be the guy I was looking for when he ain't even grown up. He was at first.. I got a hint of what I really want. And just when I got it confirmed, now he'd rather stare at strippers and shop around to make sure I'm the one." She snorts. "What kinda shit is that?" She looks to Maya. "Once again, the pattern holds. I let a guy get close and he turns out to be crap."
Maya nods slowly, nibbling her bun, her face thoughtful. "I don't think its stupid. Just hopeful." She observes softly, deliberately giving Vixen the space to rant. "I can't say that I've really settled with someone so I wouldn't know if they turn out crap." Her gaze dips as she reaches for the coffee, taking a sip, her eyes closing as she does so. "Him being crap might not be your fault." Vixen shakes her head, lowering her cup to murmur, "It ain't that.. even if its just crap guys, I always run into them.. so either I don't know how to pick 'em or some fate just likes to throw idiots at me. Don't matter how you look at it, it all comes down to me being cursed to loneliness or disappointment."
Maya considers, her face thoughtful as the scientist's mind ticks over the problem. "Then maybe you do need a wingman." She comments quietly, tilting her head. "For the next six months, you are not allowed to spend more than a night with a man." She points her teaspoon at Vixen, giving her a grin. "Not allowed to use the L word, and not getting involved." She sets out the Rules.
Vixen shakes her head slightly. "You don't' get it, chick. I never used that word with Leo. I almost did, but then he started to change. I don't just throw that shit around. And no offense, but I don't just sleep with guys. Used to a little, but now that I got a taste of what I really want, it's just empty. I want someone who cares about me.. not some one night stand. Not some guy that ain't devoted to me, that don't care about me." She breathes out lowly and adds, "Besides, I got too much to do to let my life get complicated again,", she adds, lifting her cup for another sip.
The other woman watches Vixen, slowly finishes her bun, moving on to cereal, the bowl filled, milk added, more sugar. "So not men ever?" She queries quietly, interest sparking in her eyes. "You are a very black and white person, aren't you?" Maya finishes the bowl quickly, putting it onto the tray before she stretches, arms over her head. "So are you still talking to him?"
"I have to. He's part of the refugees thing. But that's business," Vixen explains. She then shrugs. "No casual rolls. I don't need a man to fulfill that itch. And that seems all they're good for anyway. At least, the ones I run into. Meanwhile, all my friends get the good ones that actually give a shit."
Maya nods slowly, her world view so different from Vixen that this takes a few moments. "Then what do you need? To move on from this." She asks, the question the obvious one to her, her coffee vanishing as quickly as the food did. "I mean, I don't see you out with people you seem close to, apart from Leonard and he is history..."
"Someone that loves me," Vixen replies simply. "I could go into the details, but that's the base of it." She leans forward, laying her half done cup on the tray. "Got a taste of it from Leo.. but he didn't really love me. I was just the one that was nice to hang around with. The backup plan in case he didn't find some better woman. If that weren't true, he'd still be trying to get me back. Instead, he's probably out there, sewing his fucking oats." Bitter? Yes, openly so.
Maya's gaze drops, a hint of guilt in her face before she speaks slowly. "I'm probably not going to help but I don't like lies between friends and me so I'm telling you straight. He made a pass at me last night. I told him no and left but just in case. Larry was Leonard." Bluntly spoken, and the hazel eyes watch warily for Vixen's reaction.
Vixen's expression darkens, but then she snorts faintly and she murmurs, "Ain't no doubt then, I guess. At least I know I made the right choice." She shakes her head a little. "You should have just told me, but its fine. I am glad you told him off, though. You didn't have to.. not like I'm with him no more. I ain't got no say in what he does and I ain't got no say in what you do."
"He knows my rules. I don't sleep with friend's boyfriends, or men that have been friend's boyfriends." Maya's lips tighten and her gaze flickers away, "It would be crass." The distaste in her voice makes the position obvious, but she shakes her head to add emphasis to it. "I don't like lies, Vixen, even by omission."
"It's fine.. we're fine," Vixen offers, giving a slight smile. "I'm just.. I dunno. Feeling unlovable. Feeling like shit. It'll pass eventually. It always does.. or it just slips into the background. Same thing I guess. Just this time I ain't being spontaneous no more. Guys are gunna have to put in work to get close to me." She turns eyes towards the cereal, finally acknowledging her hunger by leaning forward a bit to start fixing herself a bowl.
"But you've clearly got people who love you. Don't you?" Maya's gaze is over the coffee mug, emptied in that gulp and instantly she refills it. "Men aren't important, Vix. They come and go." A flicker of her grin at her own pun. "If you have three female friends you can do anything in the world. Anything at all." A firm belief from the world of Maya which she obvious believes.
"It ain't the same, Maya," Vixen murmurs. "I got female friends.. hell, even some guy friends. But it's different." She settles back with the bowl, a bit more animated, though still not really cheered. "I dunno if you ever really felt like that for a guy.. where you'd stick with him in a heartbeat. And you wanna get close to him, not just for sex, but for just hanging out. Doing nothing. And you know that when he's looking at you a certain way, you know that you're the only one he's looking at like that. Cause even if other girls are prettier or.. just better in some way, that it don't matter to him." She shakes her head. "That's how it felt at first, anyway. But I guess that look wasn't just for me after all." And then she hushes, filling her mouth with cereal.
Maya's gaze drops, her face becoming serious. "Only once but it hasn't panned out." Her reply is soft, a hint of hurt under the words before she grins, changes the topic. "Female friends are better than men, Vix. They don't hurt half as much, and you know what they want from you. Most of the time anyhow." A flash of her grin and she finishes her third mug of coffee, clearly stocking up. "At least you have your filming and all. He can't take that from you. What is the plan with the refugees?" An obvious and unsubtle topic shift. <OOC> Vixen returns
Vixen breathes out lowly. "The plan is fucked up," she grumbles, obviously not having good news there. "I got an ultimatum from the council, wrapped up with the pretty, almost convincingly sympathetic spiel from Arcadia. You know those grand dreams I had of the refugees making a nice village with room to grow.. farming or something, being a productive part of Kingsdale? Well, toss that out the window. I'm down to three crappy options. Settle as many as I can in the Dregs, try and get them settled at Laramy or get them settled somewhere outside of Kingsdale's claimed lands. Cause if they try and build inside of Kingsdale's claimed lands, our delightful leaders will destroy it cause they think it will magically bring the Coalition down on our heads."
Maya listens, her face thoughtful, a flash of gratitude at the other woman accepting the change in topic despite the news. A moment's thought and she replies slowly, thoughtfully, "You are down to the crappy options? Or they are? Because it is surely their choice..." The thought is spoken slowly, her forehead wrinkled. "These people, they have to make their own choices, choose their own route through life. I know you want them to have what you think they need but..." She trails off, shaking her head. "It isn't my business. Sorry."
"Yeah, I know its their choice, but do you think they'd really chose living in the Dregs over living in nice, safer patrolled lands near Kingsdale?" Vixen shakes her head. "Or living out in the middle of ass end nowhere? Laramy might work, but the Coalition is there too. Not to mention I don't even know if the people at Laramy could deal with 'em." She pauses, then goes on. "But yeah.. their choice. I just wish I had some better options to offer them. Though Tirzah was happy cause she has some fucked up desire to try and 'fix' the Dregs and I can see her trying to use them for that purpose."
"They might not but people make weird choices, Vix, and you have to let them decide. I don't think Emily would let her people be used by someone else..." She speaks slowly, her doubt showing in her voice, "Give them the choice but ... Tirzah? She is the red headed woman with Sage, yeah?" Maya checks her memory, still unfamiliar with many of those around here. "Fix the Dregs? In what sense?"
Vixen shakes her head slightly, "Hell if I know, don't really care, either. I got two goals. Get those people a home, get them self sufficient. Whatever Tir's trying to do with the Dregs will end up like every other person that's tried to fix the Dregs. In failure. I'm not making no choices for them, but I am trying to think up ideas to offer. But I can't think of anything that's promising. Trying to get them into the Dregs.. its just going to be hard.. probably a lot of people are going to die, all because of the fucking council."
Maya nods slowly, her forehead wrinkling before she replies softly. "Vix, I have to go to work. Is there anything else I need to tell you before I go?" The question is almost rhetorical and Maya begins to tidy the dishes away, giving Vixen a questioning glance about her own mug. She rises, taking the dishes to the kitchen, returning to seek out her hair brush, taking time to style her hair in the livingroom.
"Nah.. but there's stuff we need to talk about later. Maybe when I'm not feeling like hiding," Vixen murmurs. She won't be getting ready. Perhaps intent on a day in. Or just delaying her own foray out. She'll stay on the couch even after Maya goes, curled up a little. Thinking. Too much thinking.
Maya turns, her fingers plaiting the two bunches easily from practice. "Shoot." She replies, waiting for the explaination or the questions, her gaze direct, her grin in place. "I'd rather hear it now and not be as early for work." She grabs up a bag that contains enough make up to run a small store and settles beside Vixen on the couch to apply what seems to be the most of it.
"It ain't important," Maya," Vixen replies. "Just things about here. How we're going to mesh. Go work. We'll talk about it when we have time to really talk about it. When I'm not in a funk."
Maya studies Vixen's face for a moment before she nods, finishing her makeup. "Alright." She accepts the hold on the chat and rising, vanishes into her room, emerging a moment later in her usual work outfit. She wiggles her fingers at Vixen and vanishes off to work!
