hadriel_logs | oh no we won't go

Who: Kate, Faith, and Carlisle
What: Time to move into a new house and kidnap the third roommate!
Where: Starts outside Carlisle's apartment, should end in house 1404 in spiral 2
When: September 10, eveningish
Warnings: Good-natured kidnapping, grumpy Carlisle, Kate being herself, Faith being herself. Will edit as necessary

[The conversation had gone something like this:

Kate: Here's the flat.
Faith: It's too small for two people!
Kate: We can make it work.
Faith: We don't have to, do we? There's empty places. I know there are, saw them on the way!
Kate: Fine.
Faith: Oooh let's get a house!
Kate: Aye... but my neighbor is a disaster. He'll die by himself.
Faith: Then he can come with us!

So here are Faith and Kate, standing outside Carlisle's apartment after having moved Kate's things and Faith's quarterstaff (her only possession at the moment -- she needs to go shopping here, oops), Faith knocking on the locked door.]

Hel-loooh there! [Somehow her accent is more marked when she turns the cheerfulness up to eleven.] Your neighbors are here to visit!

[And to kidnap you, but we won't lead with that.]

Hmm, not answering, is he. [Faith has been knocking for maybe a full minute on and off.] Do you have a key, Kitkat?

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[Carlisle's face scrunches with disdain.]

Again, I don't know you. Now the two of you, put all this back and give me a day or so to think about this.

[Which means he'll just lock his door and not think about it at all. You know what? He doesn't need neighbors, especially if they're going to let themselves into his place and start pawing all his things.]

( she introduced you already: this is Faith.

yep.

this is definitely Faith. )

Too much work, now.

( look at all the things she's already picked up and put away for transport. )

[ :D ]

Come on, Carlisle, at least try it for a few days, yeh? If you really hate it after a week, then I guess you can move back out.

[How long will it take her to wear him down? Faith is up for the challenge!]

[It'll certainly be a challenge, but someone has to do it.

Carlisle huffs, turning his full attention to Faith, trusting Kate won't continue packing behind him.]

Why would I try it when I already know it's not going to go well?

( Carlisle, you poor, naive child. )

You worry too much.

( hypocrite. )

You really do. [Faith wrinkles her nose and nods.] 'Sides, there's no such thing as a sure thing.

Look, if you hate it, I'll move all your stuff back for you, yeh? Promise.

Right, and I can just trust the word of some perfect stranger. And I suppose Kate'll say I can trust you, and that should be good enough for me, now shouldn't it?

[File that under "things Carlisle probably shouldn't say after the extraordinary amount of lenience his neighbor has shown him."]

It should.

( Carlisle would have to be extremely unobservant to miss the edge that creeps into Kate's tone there. Faith is far more trustworthy than Kate is, and yet you deal with her. )

[Faith sure picks up on that edge, but she doesn't comment on it. Instead, she softens a bit (dims her glow, so to speak), and looks Carlisle straight in the eye.]

You can trust me. I can fight, and I can heal, so you'll be safe as can be with us. I won't touch your things, and I won't drink your wine unless you give me permission. Sound good?

[Carlisle also picks up on that edge, his head spinning as he casts a glance back at Kate. Trepidation knits into his brow, remaining there as he brings his eyes back to meet Faith's.]

The two of you cannot possibly be concerned for my well-being.

( look you don't doubt Kate's friends okay. especially one who's done so much for her. )

Who would help me supply the clinic with healing cells otherwise?

( yeah. sure that's the reason. sure. )

[This time when Faith pouts, there's anger to her features, the kind that makes her gaze hard and sharp.]

Oy. I take offense to that. I'd never put anyone in any kind of danger. If you're at my side and not hurtin' anyone else, you can bet your life I'll keep you safe.

[Carlisle's eyes stay on Faith's another moment or two, then he finally relents, buckling under her hardened gaze with a long-suffering sigh.]

I don't need either of you watching me like I'm some kind of child, but I can see you're not going to listen to me no matter how much I balk at this foolishness.

Best choice.

( because nope. they're not. how does one correct the mess that is their home if they're not incredibly stubborn? )

[Faith holds his gaze for a few moments longer before she relaxes. It's like a switch is flipped. She's back to her bright, normal self in what seems like less than a second.]

A little foolishness is good for you, y'know.

[Also, to hear Kate tell it, he does need someone watching him.]

[No he doesn't, Faith. Shut up. You shut up. Kate, shut up. EVERYONE SHUT UP.]

Until it gets us all killed.

You'll be careful with my plants, though. Is that understood?

Edited 2016-09-27 07:21 (UTC)

( and then he'll go and prove Kate right. |: )

Sure, sure.

( no they'll really try. or. she'll leave it to them to try. she'll carry the rest |D; )

[At 'is that understood,' Faith straightens and puts a hand over her heart.]

I hereby vow to treat all your possessions with respect, an' to protect 'em should the threat of danger arise!

[Carlisle doesn't seem impressed by Faith's earnestness, but at least he's agreeing to this move for the time being.]

I get the distinct feeling that promise will be broken in a matter of minutes, if the way you were pawing my possessions when I arrived is a sign of things to come.

[He goes to gather up a couple of his pots, deciding it's best he carry some of the more delicate plants. There's one in a woven basket he gathers up with great care.]

( rude. )

Let's get moving, then.

( seriously, today has been a long day. )

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