Wraith
Full Member
A bundle of broken nerves, a mouth full of words I'm still afraid to say
Posts: 886
|
Post by Wraith on Aug 22, 2011 20:23:37 GMT -5
Having gotten directions from Kennedy, who had told her to come by any time, Wraith made her way up the stairs to the door of Tristan and Nevada's apartment. She wavered outside the door, heart pounding, palms sweating, back to being scared of her own shadow. If Kennedy was home, she'd think Wraith was here to see her--and Wraith would love to see her, if only because it might be the last time she'd ever see her, but primarily, she had a favor to ask of Tristan. And it wasn't exactly a small one.
Timidly, she knocked on the door.
((Since anyone who lives there could obviously be at home, this should rightfully say 'closed to everyone but Tristan, Nevada, and Kennedy, unless they happen to have other visitors right now.' ^_^))
|
|
|
|
Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 22, 2011 20:35:39 GMT -5
(( hmmm im debating on whether or not have Nevada give her a hard time haha))
|
|
Wraith
Full Member
A bundle of broken nerves, a mouth full of words I'm still afraid to say
Posts: 886
|
Post by Wraith on Aug 22, 2011 20:44:07 GMT -5
((OMG, do it. If only to try and make her admit that she's an ex-whore who her husband rescued from a rapist in an opium den. ^_^))
|
|
|
|
Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 22, 2011 20:49:51 GMT -5
Nevada had been sitting on the floor playing with Mikey when she heard the door knock. 'Who could that be?' she said to Mikey as she picked him up and stood, smoothing her skirt as she did so.
She slowly made her way to the door and opened it, jumping back at the girl who stood there. What was her name....Wrath? No...Wraith.
'Yes?' she asked curiously.
|
|
Wraith
Full Member
A bundle of broken nerves, a mouth full of words I'm still afraid to say
Posts: 886
|
Post by Wraith on Aug 22, 2011 20:51:54 GMT -5
((Haha! Wrath should be her murderous alter ego.))
This must be his wife. Definitely last on the list of people in this household Wraith was hoping to see. "I, uh...I'm Clara...Wraith...from the Duane Street lodging house. Is Kennedy home?" That would certainly sound better than asking if her husband was around.
|
|
|
|
Post by tshamien on Aug 22, 2011 21:02:08 GMT -5
((haha))
Tristan had just gotten home from a fight and was in the bedroom cleaning himself up as best he could. His face would be bruised tomorrow, but not too bad. He licked his split lip and splashed water on his face.
He heard the knock at the door and immediately he was on his guard. He quickly pulled on a shirt and left the bedroom.
|
|
|
|
Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 22, 2011 21:02:26 GMT -5
(( o Jesus the last thing Nevada needs to deal with is a murderess! Though if you feel like bustin it out feel free haha )
Nevada eased up when she asked for Kennedy. She shook her head, 'no....haven't seen her around for a few hours.' she said, looking around awkwardly, 'would....would you like to come in and wait?' maybe she could entertain Mikey while she prepared dinner.
|
|
|
|
Post by tshamien on Aug 22, 2011 21:09:06 GMT -5
Tristan came out into the living room and saw who was at the door. Wraith, the girl he'd met in Sharkey's that night. What did she want? He nodded to her and started buttoning up his shirt.
|
|
Wraith
Full Member
A bundle of broken nerves, a mouth full of words I'm still afraid to say
Posts: 886
|
Post by Wraith on Aug 22, 2011 21:23:24 GMT -5
"S-sure...thanks." She came in and smiled uncertainly at Nevada, taking in the little boy in her arms. Damn it, she hadn't known the guy had a kid.
Then she spotted Tristan himself and nodded back cautiously, hoping he wouldn't say anything along the lines of, Hey there, how's the opium? Hope no one's threatened to rape you lately. She now had no choice but to sit in the nearest chair like she was waiting for Kennedy.
|
|
|
|
Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 22, 2011 21:26:02 GMT -5
Nevada watched Wraith take a seat and shrugged her shoulders at Tristan. What did she do? Make small talk?
'So....you and Kennedy are....friends?' she asked awkwardly, never one to be good at small talk.
|
|
|
|
Post by tshamien on Aug 22, 2011 21:26:31 GMT -5
Tristan immediately picked up on her awkwardness and so did Mikey who started to squirm and wriggle, grunting.
"So how you been?" He asked casually, taking the baby from her. Tristan held Mikey against his chest, facing outward so he could see what was happening around him. Tristan glanced at Nevada and then back at Wraith.
|
|
Wraith
Full Member
A bundle of broken nerves, a mouth full of words I'm still afraid to say
Posts: 886
|
Post by Wraith on Aug 22, 2011 21:33:31 GMT -5
Wraith blushed furiously at Nevada's question. She was generally excellent at keeping secrets, but it had been a long time since she'd had this type of secret. "Y-yeah, we're friends." She glanced at Tristan. "Not bad, thanks. You?"
|
|
|
|
Post by NevadaShamien on Aug 22, 2011 21:39:21 GMT -5
Nevada picked up on Wraiths behavior and furrowed her brows, 'what are you scared of?' she asked bluntly. This girl was acting like she was terrified, it was unnerving.
|
|
|
|
Post by tshamien on Aug 22, 2011 21:42:20 GMT -5
"I was easing into that question," Tristan remarked. He sat down in a chair across from Wraith with a grunt.
|
|
Wraith
Full Member
A bundle of broken nerves, a mouth full of words I'm still afraid to say
Posts: 886
|
Post by Wraith on Aug 22, 2011 22:01:48 GMT -5
Wraith's eyes darted between them as she gave the simplest answer she could, though it also happened to be true. "Everything, usually." It would be so very nice if Nevada and the little boy weren't here. Her eyes pleaded with Tristan to recognize that fact. "It's just...I've got something planned, and I'm kinda nervous about it."
|
|
