samantha_grey | IC Inbox - Asgard Eventide

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IC Inbox - Asgard Eventide

An old, brick edifice stands in front of the burnt-down ruins of a home in the hillside. Mountains rear up in all directions, covered in lush, green vegetation. Nobody comes this way anymore, but you have the sense that anything placed in the mailbox attached to this old structure will be found by someone, the only living person for whom this place still has any meaning.

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Sure. [Nope, not a test. Samantha only tested to tease or if she was pissed off. But she was a girl. girls were tricky, right Naruto?]

I'll see you here soon. Oh yeah, while you're coming over, do you drink or no?

Yeah.

[Really tricky. He's sure he's made things worse by bringing Sam up with Sakura... but Sam didn't need to hear about that.]

Eh?

'Course I drink. I'd die if I didn't right?

Alcohol, silly. Booze. Do you drink it, or just tea, water and stuff. I have some wine and a little whiskey at the apartment, after all.

Huh? Oh!

Like, sake?

[Did he just pull a face? Yeah, might have done.]

Er. I dunno?

Yeah, like sake. I don't have that, but I do have wine. We can decide when you get over her. It's no big deal.

Right.

Well, I'm leavin' so...

See ya in a minute.

[She wished him on his way, and by the time that he got to the door, he'd find a note telling him to come on in and lock the door behind him. Once upon a time she wouldn't have dared something like that. Now, though, she was confident in her ability to defend herself, and trying to open herself up at least a little.

The smells coming from the back were strong, very strong. Anything she called 'mild' was at least medium heat if not a little into the hot category. He did, however, definitely catch the smell of cooking pork.]

[He tried his best to get to Sam's as quickly as he could, without breaking into a run. In fact, he happily checked through the network on his way, narrowly avoiding a few lampposts and buildings on the way.

Obediently, he followed the instructions on the note - unable to help the bubble of anxiety that rose as he turned the lock that would keep them both inside.

All of that was pretty much forgotten when he smelt her cooking, and he was quick to unzip his coat, kick off his shoes and follow his nose.]

Oi. Y'there?

[Her head peeked out of the corner of the counter into the kitchenette. Brandishing a stirring spoon, she waved and slipped back out of sight.] Yeah, I'm in the kitchen right now. You can make yourself comfortable wherever you like.

[His whole face lit up without much notice to his own reaction - and he was quick to shrug off his coat, shoving it on a chair and wandering over to the kitchenette, leaning up on tip toes to get a look at what she was doing.]

Smells--

good?

[Definitely stir fry. She's got noodles going along with a fairly decent number of vegetables and pork, all in a brownish sauce that smelled somewhere between curry and schezuan.]

I'd hope so. How you doing, Naruto?

[Naruto eventually finds a place not too far from her, leaning both palms against the edge of the counter to prop himself up and look at he pan.]

Yeah yeah.

Oh, er-- yeah. I'm good y'know?

Are, uh-- you?

[She flipped the contents and stirred them again. Smirking at him, she shrugged and sniffed, taking a spoon to have a taste of the sauce before offering some to him. It was hot, but not too hot.]

I'm pretty good. Haven't been going too crazy lately. tomorrow's going to be a bit rough, though.

[His eyes follow the pan, until there's a spoon in front of his face. He offers her a look, as if asking for permission which is pointless, but it happens - even if he does reach out to taste the mouthful.]

Ah-- S'good.

[Except he's really thirsty now.]

What's goin' on tomorrow?

[She made a motion to the glasses that were dried in the rack next to the sink. Yeah, she kind of figured.]

Get something to drink if you need. I'll be ready in a second.

[She paused at the question and frowned.]

The runes should be turning off my hormones again. I'd... rather you not see that.

[His eyes followed the gesture, and he needed little more than the hint to act on the suggestion. He's downed half a glass of water before she told him about the runes, at which point he swallowed hard, thought about what was happening now and glanced up at her uncertainly.]

Ah... Right.

They work. Don't worry about it. [Said as she absent-mindedly started to fill the plates. She gave him a little smirk.] You won't be seeing any insane red-head posts on the network tomorrow, so don't give me that look.

I just need to relax during. they have a lot of hormones to burn off.

[He took a moment to look over her, as if somehow he would be able to see whatever runes it was that she had looking after her, but that wasn't really his concern. Maybe he hadn't understood their 'discussion' as well as he'd made it seem.]

I thought-- you know, the... you needed to... and then it'd be better?

The runes will solve it, even if I'm not getting rid of them fast enough. [She saw him looking over her and gave him a roguish little smile.] Two pieces of the puzzle, Naruto. Either way, no crazy lady.

Why? Please don't tell me you came all the way over to help little old me. [She gave him a wink as she set a plate in front of him on the counter. Just to mess with his head a little.]

[Messing with his head won't get her very much further than a lot of backpedaling from the ninja, and maybe enough food that she'll have plenty for leftovers tomorrow.

Staring is something he's never managed to help himself to stop, so he watches, trying to work it out for himself.]

Guess if you're okay you're okay.

I'm... safe. Safe to be around, safe to be with. Mostly. I still feel the urge to feed, but it's not like before. I know how to be me, without it getting out of hand.

[She looks down at her plate and smirks.]

It's sort of ... weird. Back home, it happened naturally, more or less. Here it was so sudden. How do go from hating yourself and thinking you'd be deadly to be in bed with normally to suddenly safe, even to being better off with someone than without?

[Honestly, he's more worried for Sam than himself. He has a confidence in his abilities, even if they aren't what he's used to back home, but he'd been known throughout the village for putting others first. Especially friends.]

I'm glad-- er, you know, for you. Not 'cause-- well...

[The next words shut him up though, not that he really understands what she's talking about. What happened naturally? Sex? Oh wow. Wait. Hating herself? Hating sex?]

I. That's good right?

It's definitely good that I'm not behaving like that person anymore. [She shrugged.] The rest? I don't know... that's something you have to decide for yourself. I haven't decided just yet. But, there are ... upsides.

[Something told him that admitting he didn't really know what she was talking about wouldn't be a good idea right now.

It doesn't take much to understand vaguely what the concept is, but that doesn't help right now.

So, he nods, just once.]

We're friends right, so-- I uh... as long as you're okay.

[She looked at him for a second a little funny and then nodded.] Yeah, we're friends. And I'm ok, I promise.

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