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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 7:57 pm
Marlo kept smiling at Fallon's mother. Even if he blushed again at the idea of belonging to yet another woman. What was with woman and having him belong to one of them?
Then the whole room changed as the rest of Jada's family arrived.
So many people, so little room. That and Jada's mother was the type of woman he'd had to deal with before. Self entitled, snobbish, and not approving of him not matter what. He bent slightly at the waist when addressing the older woman. "A pleasure Mrs. Chamberlyn." Flatter would probably only earn her disapproval. Boot licking could only get you do far with some people. Facing Jada's sisters was another matter entirely. With them, flattery would win him points. "Miss Kayley." He kissed her hand as she expected, Marlo's smile neither here nor there. He did the same for Zora.
Marlo wasn't making introductions with the intent to stay. As Elzo would have put it: 'Too many tits, not enough dicks'. Or something like that. "As much as I would like to stay, I am afraid I have other engagements." Moving through the room he bid his farewells to each girl. With Fallon- "I hope to see you again. Maybe we can share a few recipes. I never did get the full list of ingredients you did use." He was genuine in his words. Careful however to not say anything the girl's mother might take offense to. Parents.
Audrey got a more meschevious smile. "I hope you recover soon, or my brother might just go insane once he hears the news."
Then Jada. And her mother. Edging his way to the girl's side, Marlo had to slightly go around her mother. She clearly did not approve. What marlo did next was not likely to earn him any points.
Bending over her, he whispered into her ear, "No matter how you heal, you'll still be beautiful. Whatever happened, you survived. Don't be ashamed of that." He had seen her scars, he had seen her shame at them. At first he didn't know what to say. Now he did. A tiny whisper in his ear. A smile.
Backing away the Xanis boy smiled, seeming to wear a mask of polite friendship.
"Arrivederci." He'd never been fond of crowds.
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Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 9:29 pm
Jada was looking anxious almost the moment everyone had their reactions cross their faces. Gone was the calm, collected Jada, her body instead tensing in obedience to her mother's silent commands. Face slowly dimming from the delicate flush of her cheeks as her mother's overbearing presence filled the room. "Fallon was so kind, Ms. Novette-Naim, as to agree to come to my debut, as part of my debutante court." She smiled at the older woman, pausing as Marlo made his excuses.
When he came by her bed, and bent to whisper in her ear, she never would have expected what he whispered to her. Her pale, dim face almost lit up. That was so damn sweet she could cry. Or kiss him. Or something. She could do neither, so instead she went with the next best thing, beaming at him and hoping that the simple action conveyed the appreciation she felt. She tugged on his sleeve, until he bent closer. "Can I get you to do me a favor? I have a kitten, at Crystal. His name is Castor." it was a low whisper, for his ears alone. "Can you make sure he is cared for, until I get out? Mother doesn't know." her eyes were wide, worried. He smiled.
She hoped it was an answer.
"Thank you for coming by." Szelem's voice was supa!frosty after that little interaction. Especially her daughter's smile for the little pauper. If there hadn't been company, more than likely both of them would have gotten the slap of her tongue. "Your concern is noted."
Jada flinched. Marlo left. Kayley was looking quite starry-eyed after Marlo. "He's the boy who saved you at the mall?"
"Yes. One of them." Jada said finally.
"Oh, jayjay, sweetie, you marry for the money, I'm marrying for charm." Zora's voice was dry. "The age difference isn't-"
"Zora." Szelem's voice was like a whip. Zora stopped. "Speaking of money," the older woman's attention turned to the nanny, and she waved her hand imperiously before turning her attention to Iva. "Jada's debutante ball is also doubling as a charity ball for the hospital. I'm especially pleased with Jada's decision to have it be such after her little visit." she glared down her nose at her oldest daughter. "I am hoping you're in a position to assist the rest of the society women in planning a few of our little details, darling?"
For some reason, Szelem had taken a shine to Fallon's gentle, eager mother.
The nanny started unpacking food and bags.
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Posted: Sat Apr 10, 2010 9:38 pm
Even with her inner turmoil, Audrey wished that right now Elzo might actually pull a white knight stunt and deliver her away from the affluent harpy who was domineering the room. She'd come to get away from parents and strictures, not be bound up more into them! Almost longingly the bluenette waved at Marlo's retreating back with a parting comment. "Tell him to call me if he wants, I'll be happy to reassure him that I am mostly alive and well. Some mornings I feel like a Forsaken, so it's not entirely assured." The comment was, as always, flavored with the Warcraft jargon she spoke like a second language. The teen wasn't entirely sure she was heard, as the conversation flowed again almost as soon as Marlo had made as elegant a retreat as he had an entrance. Apparently his flee numbers were rather high!
Trying her hardest not to pout at the fact that she was too injured to book her own hasty retreat, gold eyes lingered again on the pizza. Well if she was provincial, it was almost certainly so, and in no danger from her lofty company. As Szelem descended onto Mrs. Novette-Naim, charity claws extended, Audrey simply lofted another piece of pizza and started to calmly and slowly chew. At some point she'd be able to conclude her visit, but not with this company! There was hope though, with the red-headed Zora, and it wasn't like she had anywhere else to be!
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Posted: Sun Apr 11, 2010 1:59 pm
Mrs. Novette-Naim looked plussed at the sudden departure of the only male. It was clear she preferred surrounding her daughter with testosterone. "Oh, but Marlo, you'll miss the meal!" She pursed her lips, not too unlike her daughter. "Ah well, you'll take care I trust?" Fingers waved independently of each other in farewell. He was barely out of ear shot when she said, "Nice boy, good manners. Very rare, Fallon, you remember that." Her hand swatted her daughter again, a little too hard. She made no apologies.
Sinking back in the bed, Fallon glanced over to Jada. The girl was so different with her mother there. Maybe she thought the same thing about Fallon? "I will be your lady-in-waiting," Fallon said, laughing. Her mother smiled approvingly. Great. Iva would not settle until her daughter was the picture of femininity -- even though she sort of was already, in a way. A feminine female who loved other feminine females. What was wrong with that?
Iva left her daughter's side only to fall in line beside Szelem. Iva was definitely a follower, not a leader, and she was looking at Szelem like the woman was some kind of pinnacle of motherly success. This worried Fallon considerably. "Fallon and I love helping too," she said, clearly jockeying for favor and seemingly oblivious to any tension. That was Iva Novette-Naim for you.
With the room quieting down, Iva was ready to get her Seder celebration under way. "All right, you gentiles! Time to have a little cultural experience." She flit over to the nanny and took a box of processed matzah from the blond woman's hands. "And this is matzah -- the food of the people." The explanation went on and on and on, in far more detail than was ever needed. Grape juice -- four cups each -- was had, and by the end of it, even Fallon was smiling.
Of course, they'd all smile more once the mothers were gone...
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