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 Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 7:42 pm
Seated and listening as she stroked the pokemon in her lap Acacia seemed to fully expect the woman to continue however when she paused the blonde lightly laughed. Some people just weren't chitchat capable. Tilting her head upward the blonde sighed lightly, relaxing into the stiff chair Acacia slowly let her deep wine red hues flutter closed.
“Well, you certainly aren't one for small talk I see.” mirthfully stated the blonde almost teasingly. “I am certain that I would have not enjoyed the heat, volcanoes aren't really my forte, the whole lava and fire thing is a little bit much. My hair would be all frizzy, and I am sure I would be all sweaty, totally ugh.”
Grinning lightly, the thin woman glanced back towards Aila. “Did you want me to leave? I'll turn the radio on for you before I go. I am not really good at keeping conversation going, I actually get really nervous.” Acacia wanted to stated 'around women' but she refused to let something like that slip out around a total stranger.
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 9:41 pm
"Ah, I'm sorry. It's not often that I just... talk." Her conversations were generally driven by specific questions, and she was hesitant to simply prattle on about hobbies and such. Who would be interested to hear such a thing? "The heat was rather unpleasant, yes, and I could have done without the constant threat of incineration. I do think I might like to return some day, though. Especially now that the Ho-Oh is gone." Unique and beautiful landscapes had become somewhat of a weakness of hers.
Want her to leave? That wasn't exactly true. It had been a while since she had been conscious enough to have a real conversation and someone had actually shown up to offer one. Though at the same time she had no wish to trap Acacia in awkward small talk. "I certainly won't keep you," she compromised. "And I appreciate what you've done. So, thank you." The latter statement was uttered at a much lower volume; clear expressions of sincere gratitude were another area in which Aila struggled.
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Posted: Thu Jan 27, 2011 10:12 pm
'I certainly won't keep you' Acacia mentally reflected what the woman had stated for a moment, rolling the comment around in her head for a few moments. She was debating the matter now, she could leave, she really did want to take a long bath, however, Aila was lonely whether she wanted to admit it or not. Acacia wasn't the sort to overstay a welcome though, however she was nervous, she always was when she was left alone with females. It was almost a palpable discomfort, a choking shyness that took effort to tame. On the outside she seemed friendly and well put together however on the inside she was manic with self-loathing and fear that the other person could read into her greatest fear. She couldn't handle being ostracized for what she was, she couldn't help that she was attracted to women, she knew that it wasn't normal, but she didn't outwardly admit it, or act on it, she could barely even keep eye contact with other females. Right now, Acacia was nervous, she could feel her smile faltering, and her heart-rate beginning to thunder wildly.
“Well---how about I get you something to eat, a nice soup, something light. Ah---” Blathered the lass as she trailed off into a stammer. “Ahh---yeah---I will be back in a little bit with something for you to eat.” With a fast movement the blonde clicked on the radio and left it where the woman could access it with her right hand. Without another word the grunt turned on her heels and left the room.
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 8:18 am
Acacia's offer was delivered in such a hurried jumble that Aila found it difficult to deflect - or maybe the prospect of something warm to eat was enough on its own to keep the such a deflection from her words. "Ah, I mean, that isn't..." She was already leaving the room. "...necessary." Well, she did say that conversation made her nervous. The quiet music the radio produced drew her attention, and she listened, wondering if perhaps it could pick up stations from Grande Ile... No, of course it couldn't. It was just a conventional radio. She could think of no television channel that would broadcast such obscure foreign news either. Her only choice, then, was to request a laptop at some point when she was capable of enough motion to make use of it. Ugh, waiting.
"Gui? Tu es toujours là?" She had grown accustomed to the Pidgeotto's frequent reminders of his presence and was vaguely off-put by the fact that she hadn't heard him in some time. A flutter of wings was her answer, and the bird lighted on the bed, standing expectantly near her right hand. "There you are." Idly she shifted her hand to touch the smooth talon of his foot.
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 11:52 am
The rushing sound of blood pounding into her ears was enough to keep the skinny built blonde hurriedly scampering away from the infirmary, she needed to get away from Aila just for a few moments, long enough to recompose herself; she was being ever so unprofessional. Flailing his stubby arms wildly Ampule pranced behind the slender woman like a happy shadow, he was just glad to be away from Gui, he was sincerely put off by the large bird-type pokemon, if it wasn't for the lollipops the little totodile would have just returned to his pokeball instead of hanging around near the beak-faced meanie. “What is up with me Ampule? Hm? I mean, look at me, I am beautiful, smart, funny, charming, if I wasn't me I would date me! Why is it I am so nervous around--- people?” Acacia inquired softly, even to her pokemon she would never admit her secret. Clearing his throat the little blue pudge ball held up a small claw on his right hand as he rushed to walk along side the thin medic, an action that was difficult for him due to her long leg span compared to his, and she didn't have a tail slowing her down either. The outrage! Striking a serious tone the totodile almost seemed to lecture the girl. “ Taa toda toda, dile dile, taa. Todie, todie, dile toda. Dile, taaa.” Ampule declared in a low but firm voice, his human was so odd, he just hoped that she would open up soon and make some friends. Laughing softly Acacia scooped the little creature up and carried him. “Well, lets go get Aila something to eat then you and I will take a bubble bath and I will floss your chompers.” Ampule slightly narrowed his eyes at the girl looking at her inscrutably, rolling her eyes she lightly blew into his face making him blink. “Yes, I will use the bubblegum flavored floss not the mint flavored one, I know you don't like that one. Brat.” -------------------------------------------- It was a little less than an hour before Acacia returned to the infirmary, in her grasp she carried a tray, it was clear that she had cooked the meal herself just due to the color coordination of the bowls and plates as well as the cutlery arrangement on the platter. “Hey, knock-knock! Sorry I took so long---um---it look a bit of time to cook. I have Bouillabaisse with Spicy Rouille, a small helping of Tofu au Vin, and Raspberry Clafoutis for dessert. I hope that is okay, I thought you would enjoy something---different yet familiar.”
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 9:13 am
Without any intent of doing so, Aila had wound up using the time to sleep, Gui remaining at her side lest his movement disturb the girl. A sudden voice penetrated her slumbering mind, and her rose eyes fluttered open. A slight redness, born of embarrassment, colored her face as Acacia described her menu and her purpose in preparing it specifically; though some of the names were familiar due to her mother's near-constant nostalgic rambles, the girl had never tasted real French cuisine. But to admit as much would likely spoil the sentiment, she decided, and so she kept it to herself.
"That's-- wow. Where did you learn to make all that? And the ingredients..." She recalled her mother's words on bouillabaisse: fresh fish, caught the same day, intact with the head and bones and accompanied by equally fresh shellfish. It was understandable that her mother would be accustomed to only the best, but the question of the raspberries, which were quite out of season, remained, as delicious as it sounded.
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2011 10:49 am
Acacia cheekily grinned, as much as she hated to admit any sort of gratitude to her father, she did own this one skill to him. He had forced her to take culinary arts as well as her other studies, he wanted his daughter to be perfect, and have the skills to also please a man. The latter of the thought caused the thin woman's lip to lightly curl into a sneer just for a moment, smoothing her face out Acacia cleared her throat some.
“I have some pull here and there, once a week I go out and get groceries some of which I freeze, like the raspberries. As for where I learned all of this, private tutors, I have a list as long as my arm of random skills that I have learned from my 'studies'.” Acacia stated rather plainly with lack of emotion in her words. With even strides she neared the woman and set the tray down on the metal bench, she laughed some trying to break up the sudden bit of tension she had caused. “I also brought Gui, some pokefood. I hope that is okay.” Acacia paused for a moment, the blonde took a small step back. "Well, I will let you rest, I have some other things that I need to take care of myself. Maybe I will see you around sometime when you are feeling better." Sighing very softly the grunt moved the food close to the woman before just waving slightly and walking off. Today she just wasn't herself, it would be best for everyone if she just stayed in her room until her mood improved.
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