2020-02-12 - Lucky Charms and Best Laid Plans

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : Lil? How are you feeling?

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : I'm alright. Just needed some processing time.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : I don't spook that often, but when I do...

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : How I reacted was the real spook in the end, I think.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : How are you and Alexander doing? Hanging in there? He out?

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : He's getting better by the day, but he's checked out. We're both hanging in there, but I'm worried about you.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : I admit. It was a very vivid... mindbang. Or something that thing threw at me while dying. I thought I lost an eye or got infected with darkness or...

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : But obviously, I have an eye and Byron has been doing his way of checking to make sure it's still just me up top and nothing latched on.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : Mostly bothered by the idea now after the fact... if August hadn't been there...

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : I did something that could have killed a lot of people at once in the hospital.

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : But you didn't kill anyone and considering the circumstances, that wasn't your fault - you were just trying to protect the rest of us. I think this just impresses upon the need not to face these things by ourselves, if we can help it.

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : I'm glad B's looking out for you. I'm sorry this happened, it sounds awful, and horrifying.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : It's just disturbing... to know there's too much inside me to contain sometimes. That's not new, of course, but what I did was something I'd never done.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : The reminders of what I am and what I could be if something got a hold of me to use are pretty jarring. I forget how powerful I am.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : On the plus side, exploiting people's critical weaknesses en masse felt icky, not like the heroin hit breaking things feels like in a lash out. So my body may not actually WANT to respond that way again as a reflex.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : Also, Byron is ridiculously amazing. He's so unafraid of me, even when he knows I'm a walking piece of Hiroshima.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : And it helps so much, somehow. Keeps me feeling human.

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : I think it takes quite a bit to make Byron scared of something, and he loves you. Is determined to love you in the endgame way I'm not sure he knows he's capable of yet. You're really lucky, Lil, in that regard.

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : I know you've always struggled with feeling dangerous, but I hope you know that while a lot of us know that, I don't think that's enough to stop any of us either from reaching out and making sure you get what you need.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : I love his guts and want his babies one day. And look... I'm not a breeder-minded person. So that's a weird urge. But the idea of little pieces of him and me all mashed into a whole person is... goddamnit, uterus. Shhh.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : Also, I love your determined girly guts too. Thank you. I need reminders like that. I think all of us do.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : We shouldn't be taking any of these things on alone.

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : ::laugh emoji:: My uterus is thankfully silent on the matter, but if yours is acting up, it must be really serious. Sorry, Lil, but I think you're stuck. ::winky face:: In all seriousness, though, I'm glad the two of you have each other. Especially these days, it's more imperative now.

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : And I will remind you as many times as you need. I....haven't really said anything about the letter you sent me over Christmas but just so you know, it's coming with me when I fly back across the Pond for my defense. You remind me too. I hope you know that.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : That gives me the warm and fuzzies. If I didn't have so much going on, I'd say just take the whole Lilith-me as a lucky charm. Never been over there.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : Are you going to kennel Alexander while you're gone to keep him out of trouble?

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : I would happily take you with me, if you would like. Or maybe you and Byron can take a trip out there. I told Alexander that if he wanted, he could come, but he never really answered me, as usual, because unless I push him on something important, he seems allergic to the prospect of telling me a flat out 'no' on anything.

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : ::laugh emoji:: God knows he needs it sometimes, but probably not. I have to trust him to stay alive, and faithful, otherwise this would never work.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : Actually... maybe we COULD swing it. I'll talk to Byron, if you're serious.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : I mean, if I plan to see the place, and he has the means, why not go when a friend is going?

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : I'm most definitely serious. My defense is in Oxfordshire, but Heathrow is the international airport and it's in London. Why don't we all meet up there at ((insert date, sometime in early March))? I can show you around the city if Byron has to meet clients during the day.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : I bet he does have actual clients to use as an excuse over yonder. I'll let you know. I'm getting excited about the prospect and he likes seeing me excited... ifyouknowwhatImeangirl.

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : ::devil emoji:: I do know what you mean, and I think you should show him no mercy. Let me know if you guys are coming? I'd love to see you both, especially during that week!

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : No mercy. But! If I die here in the next minute or so... you can have my clothes. Because I need my stack of printouts and mailing labels and uh...

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : Yule Duchannes also asked me a favor to take a look at the geological collection in London's Natural History Museum if you want to take a look at one of the largest gemstone collections in the world. For his experiments, see if we can find anything that could help or hinder abilities.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : IMG: (Pissed off cat sitting on stack of said papers like this https://tinyurl.com/y3umdb6g)

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : Wait what? Why are you dying? Do you need me to go over there??

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : ...does the cat always look like that? Angry?

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : I have to live for the gemstone collection, that is right up my alley.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : And yes. Yes, he does. I guess we never thought to mention we wrangled a demon cat. Funny story behind that...

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : I did dirty things to Byron during one of his business calls because I won the side bet at Jello wrestling. And he blamed an imaginary cat for the uh. Noise and commotion. Then the guy asks for a picture of the cat!

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : And I thought, hey, I see cats by the dumpster all the time, we'll clean one, take pictures, send it along. Byron mindbanged it into complying and since there was a snow storm coming... we kept it a bit to see how it domesticates. It's a destroyer, go figure.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : It only really likes Byron, even though it's technically going to be my shop cat if we get it to a point where it doesn't want to run out of the door and never come back. I guess we should do the Born Free test before we actually call it ours. Byron calls it Smog. I call it Smaug. Sounds the same, but mine's better.

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : Mostly we stare at each other warily, questioning each other's motivations.

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : At least the cat is earning his keep by affording you guys some plausible deniability over your sexytimes. ::winky emoticon:: I never doubted for a second that the two of you would be ridiculously adventurous on that vein, though. Anyway you guys are sweet to rescue him from the snowstorm, and it sounds like he's there to stay! Not surprised at all that it likes Byron without question, though. Is it just me or does he have some kind of almost supernatural pull on all kinds of creatures?

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : I mean, not even counting the fact that he can do it with his brain. Does he wear some kind of Sex Panther cologne every morning?

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : I think it's technically the pheromones he puts into the air combined with Bvlgari cologne. I am, however, going to use my label maker and put SEX PANTHER on his cologne bottle for him to find now, thanks!

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : ::laugh emoji:: Feel free to tell him it's all my fault. I'm...glad you're doing alright though, Lil. I have to get going, but promise me you'll tell me if you need anything?

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : Of course. Same goes for you. Not to mention, if you go plowing into trouble and need more trouble to counter trouble with...

(TXT to Isabella) Lilith : I'm troublesome as hell. Mwah!

(TXT to Lilith) Isabella : I could never forget that! But I will. Stay safe, Lil. I'll talk to you soon.