It was Sunday, the bar was slow and she was next on the list to be let out in this instance. She didn't always take advantage of it, but it being a beautiful evening out, and somewhat cause she misses Madalyne, she took off early for the night. She was in one of the usual outfits for the bartenders at the Bayou, today it was Jeans that hugged her hips and curves tight, and a tank top that had the name of the cafe with a slogan on the back, that covered up just enough but showed off some cleavage. She wasn't prude by any means, she liked these outfits.
She didn't bring a change of clothing, not sure whether she'd be out early or regular time, so she just would be in this which was fine. It was indeed cool enough to help deal with the heat, though part of her wanted shorts on. She pulled out her cell phone sending a text 'Going to Store, want anything' with a selfie of her to Madalyne. She needed food, for tonight and well overall. She was soon heading down the path to the store, pondering what all to buy.
She'd enter the store waiting to make sure She didn't get a response from Madalyne as she shopped, buying food she would most likely enjoy and eat. Grabbing some bread, eggs, other necessities. Knowing she'd probably have to hail a ride home, or an Uber, god she hated doing that but in the end it was etter than carrying it the blocks to the home. She would be pondering more what to buy as she again checked her phone for time again
The air crackled with nervous anticipation in the cramped lab. Madalyne, her heart hammering in her chest, traced the lines of her hand with her thumb. It rested on Marius’ knee, his hand reassuring over hers. 'Do you think it will work?' she whispered, her voice laced with a mixture of hope.
The chime of her phone cut through the tense silence, a familiar melody announcing a message from Rachel. “Oh,” Madalyne sighed, gracefully rising to her feet to retrieve her phone from her back pocket. 'It's Rachel,' she told Marius, a wry smile playing on her lips.
Marius chuckled, rolling his eyes. 'I know.'
Madalyne chuckled back. She read Rachel's message, a shopping list, of sorts. 'Some of that bottle blood they have on sale,' she quickly texted back, a playful demeanor slipping into her even though the other woman wasn't there with them. Sitting back on the floor, she rested her chin on his knee, her eyes sparkled with renewed intensity. 'So…do you think it will work?'
Marius looked down at the formula scrawled on the page he held, his eyes gleaming with an eager light. 'We'll find out,' he said, his voice filled with a quiet confidence that was contagious. He reached for her hand, his fingers intertwining with hers, the excitement palpable.
'Four beakers,' he instructed, his voice firm and sure as they moved in unison towards the cluttered workbenches. Together, they worked in a practiced symphony, their movements fluid and synchronized. The lab was an orchestra of bubbling concoctions, swirling liquids, and the occasional hiss of escaping steam. Every action, every measurement, was a testament to their shared passion, their unshakeable belief in the possibilities that lay before them.
The air hummed with a palpable energy, a tangible manifestation of their dedication and the potential for a breakthrough. They were a team, united not only by scientific ambition but also by a deep, unspoken understanding that transcended words.
In the heart of the lab, surrounded by the symphony of scientific inquiry, Madalyne and Marius, both scientist and alchemist, stood on the precipice of a discovery that could change everything. And as they worked, hand in hand, their eyes met, a silent promise exchanged, their hearts echoing the same question: 'Will it work?'
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She got the text and would make sure to pick up a couple bottles of the wine for them with everything else, god she hopes she didn't get too much but she was looking forward to time off. She would pay for the items of course, and now waited for her car, settling on a bench they put in front of the store for this reason, she paid for an Uber to pick her up
As she sat there she people watched, almost wondering how many knew the existence of vampir3es. Or did they believe the newspapers. Some regarded the newspapers to sensationalize news. she wouldn't care, she knew and she was curious what you were working on knowing you had plans for the day or evening, though she also knew you wouldn't mind her coming over, so she figured she would but bring some stuff, well food, along with her.
She took the Uber and first went to her apartment, making sure to grab some stuff, mainly changes of clothing along with other needs as she wanted to make sure she had enough for when she visited. She usually had a bag ready but today for some reason she was a bit behind after a minute though she was back in the uber on the way to the house, giving directions to help the driver out. About 20 minutes or more later they were pulling up, he was kind enough to offer help but she declined soon coming to the door with a couple bags of groceries and a back pack as she would knock on the door, or well maybe she wouldn't have to knowing Amir, or someone would probably already be waiting to let her in.
Once let inside she'd slip in, knowing the bags would be taken from her before she could even protest and would nod in appreciation, taking in the house again, always impressed by it's site, not knowing where Madalyne was, but it'd not matter, she'd wait in whichever room, for now, not wanting to interrupt her progress on what they were working on*
Indeed, Amir was waiting at the door when the uber arrived to deposit her at the doorsteps.
His welcoming smile was unfeigned as he easily took the bags from her, nodding towards the front sitting room. "If you will wait there," before turning towards the kitchen with the bags in tow.
The sitting room, replete with antiques and articles held one thing missing from most houses. A television. A polyphone, approximately six foot tall with a glass fronted top and sides stood nearby the plate glass window that looked out over the front yard.
A large disc turned within the casing setting a chiming musical tone throughout the room.
In the kitchen, Amir began to tuck the foodstuffs in the fridge, the wine in the chiller and pack of bottled blood into the warmer.
Within minutes he'd returned to the sitting room. "May I get you something?" he asked from the doorway where he stood.
She smiled back, always happy to see his friendly face. She liked Amir, he was always kind and helpful even if she'd tried before to not let him take her stuff as they entered, she knew not to argue she lost each time, not that it was a real argument.
"Thank you Amir, a pleasure to see you as always Thank you " She said as he took her bags, the smile on her lips. Smiling at the bow and nodding her own head in appreciation she walked inside taking a look around again, noticing all the antiques and everything that was there, minus the TV but that was no issue for her, she could enjoy herself without it. She does have a phone but she doesn't even pull it out, she's over looking at the Polyphone listening to the music, staring at it for a moment, as you came back in.
She heard you ask if she wanted anything turning back to look at you a moment as she was pondering "no....not at the moment Amir, thank you" She said always appreciative. She knew he put the wine in the chiller it wasn't chilled enough for her liking yet, and well, as for food, she was still stuffed from dinner at the bar. "How are you this evening Amir?" She asked, genuinely caring to know.
Amir, ever the gentleman, bowed again to Rachel and smiled as she politely declined his offer of refreshment. Returning to the kitchen, he found it starkly practical, devoid of fancy appliances and gadgets. It was, however, enough for their needs. He passed through the kitchen, heading towards the cleaning closet. He retrieved a bucket, mop, and a Swiffer wet jet, preparing for the inevitable mess.
Meanwhile, in the lab, Marius and Madalyne, two vampires with a thirst for knowledge, were immersed in their experiment. Marius carefully poured a viscous, dark liquid into a beaker filled with a pale straw-colored solution. It bubbled gently.
'Just a little,' he murmured, adding a final, thick stream to the mix. The concoction immediately began to bubble violently, emitting acrid green smoke that rose into the air and caught in the breeze of the ceiling fan.
Marius and Madalyne coughed, waving their hands in front of their faces. Suddenly, a crackling pop, pop, pop sounded, drawing them closer to the beaker. Pellets of molten metal shot into the air, landing on the lab table. The beaker shattered, its contents spewing across the table.
The shock of the explosion and the metallic sheen coating the lab table momentarily stunned them. But the shock quickly passed, replaced by a wave of laughter.
'I guess it worked?' Marius chuckled, reaching for a long, elegant glove to contain the flowing metal. The air crackled with anticipation as he leaned closer, his gaze intense. 'Don't you think?'.
She would smile back at Amir, not used to such treatment really it was nice, she again nodded her head in thanks as she watched him to go off to tend to whatever it was he was tending to. She stood by the Polyphoe a moment, just watching it, not having seen one until now, and listened tot he charming music that was playing.. After a few minutes she would move, to look at the other artifacts, taking each and everyone of them in, admiring them.
She enjoyed the artifacts, imagining each one was probably from different periods and places they've been, taking her time knowing Madalyne was busy, she was always patient and if she wasn't she's sure Amir would of either brought them together, either way for now she would just admire the work.
Assuming she can hear the sounds from the lab, mainly the metlla pellets and maybe the small explosion she'd murur "What was that" as if expecting an answer though, she knew no one was around, or so she'd think. She would wonder if something went wrong, or what not or perhaps it was normal. She figured it couldn't be bad cause after a moment seemed to pass and nothing else happened. She would now go to sit on the couch, looking about for a moment, waiting patiently curious as to what was going on.
Amir hesitated at the lab door, the cleaning supplies placed on the floor by his foot. His gaze fixed on the scene within. Marius and Madalyne, their faces flushed with excitement, tinkered with mysterious liquids and metal pearls. The air hung heavy with the acrid scent of smoke, but they seemed oblivious.
"Amir!" Marius exclaimed, his eyes wide. "Come, join us."
Amir stepped inside, his curiosity piqued. Madalyne, her fingers nimbly sorting the pearls, smiled at him. "We're creating a new alloy. It's going to revolutionize the aerospace industry."
Amir's eyes traced the glistening liquid in the bucket. "It looks... volatile."
"Oh, it is," Marius replied with a grin. "But that's part of its charm. The more unstable it is, the more powerful it will be."
As Amir watched, Madalyne poured the liquid over the pearls. A blinding flash of light filled the room, followed by a deafening explosion. Smoke billowed from the table, obscuring everything.
Amir was thrown backward. If he was alive, his body would be tingling with pain. When the smoke cleared, he saw Marius and Madalyne still standing, their faces pale but unharmed.
"Did it work?" Amir gasped.
Marius nodded, his eyes sparkling. "It worked perfectly."
Amir nodded as he got to his feet, inwardly sighing at the broken glass and shattered objects in the room. He better get to cleaning, this would take a while.
She was of course not aware of what was going on, if she heard any voices she paid no mind. Figuring that it was work you were doing and you would be safe. SHe would sit patiently finding something to look at to preoccupy the time. She was appreciating all the antiques. It's not until she heard the explosion and more so felt it that she worried, as soon as it happened it made her jump off of the couch.
She looked around and peeked into the kitchen to where Amir disappeared too and not seeing him she frowned murmuring "Amir" as if that would get her heard. She didn't know if she should leave the house, go down and see what was going on if she could find her way to the lab, or if she should stay there, but her heart was racing a bit, sure you were probably ok but still.
She was up now pacing back and forth, her mind racing as to what could of caused that, or what happened. If everything was ok, is Marius involved and okay, she thought she started to hear voices again but she wasn't sure, her heart was just thudding loudly as she paced back and forth, though figuring if this were an emergency someone would of rushed her out of the house, it didn't make her worry less.
The air crackled with the remnants of the explosion, a lingering scent of ozone mingling with the dust that had settled like a fine, white snow. Marius and Madalyne, their faces smudged with grime, grinned at each other in sheer excitement and pleasure. A breath of a moment later, they both recognized the sudden rapid heartbeat.
"Rachel's here?" Madalyne asked, her voice slightly accusing as she looked at Amir.
Amir, his brow furrowed, was picking up a shard of broken glass. "Yes, I was coming to tell you... but..." He gestured at the chaos that engulfed the lab.
Marius chuckled, peeling off a glove and resting his hand on Madalyne's shoulder. "Go, Amir and I will clean up."
She wiped her cheeks, smearing the dust further across her face, then hurried from the lab towards the sitting room. She was actually humming along to the music that filtered throughout the house.
"Ah, there you are," she saidas she entered the sitting room, pulling Rachel into a hug and a brief kiss. "You're being taken care of?" she asked, quickly glancing around for any refreshments. "Amir didn't bring you anything?"
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She was pacing, not sure what was all going on, she didn't want to go towards the explosion, more incase it was still...dangerous. She was human and Madalyne would probably even get upset, well maybe not upset, but still. So she paced, back and forth as she waited. She didn't know if you knew she was here yet, though she was sure Amir was going to get you, or at least inform you.
You walked into the room and she almost wanted to jump into your arms but she didn't, she moved into you hugging you and holding on for a moment with the brief kiss nodding slightly "Of course, Amir is too kind, I declined. I was full from work, I picked at too much food" She said with a chuckle "You ok? Everyone ok? What's going on?" She means the explosion, obvious some worry in her voice, though obviously seeing you helped but still she asked.
She didn't let go but she stepped back some as her gaze met yours, the hint of worry in them though it would also beobvious she was trying to show she was trying not to, knowing you were stronger, and more durable than a human. A hand coming to your cheek as she murmured "Amir put the wine in the chiller and I don't know where the blood goes...so" She chuckled a bit as her lips curled up in a smile "I'm off the next couple days so..." She rambled of course
Madalyne chuckled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, we're running some experiments," she explained, a hint of playfulness in her voice. "Quite distressing to Amir, as we keep creating messes he feels bound to clean up." She squeezed Rachel's hand, her touch cool but reassuring. "Wine? Wonderful. Would you like some?"
With a graceful movement, Madalyne led Rachel to the plush sofa, a smile in her tone. "Ah, we're having company for a few days," she asked, her smile widening. "How delightful!" The warmth in her eyes betrayed how pleased she was.
Before leaving the room, she moved to the polyphone, an intricate contraption of gleaming metal and polished wood. Deftly, she removed a large disc, carefully replacing it with another, before turning the crank. The room filled with the gentle strains of a waltzing melody, the music weaving through the air like a tangible presence.
Last Edit: Jul 19, 2024 20:21:16 GMT -6 by MADALYNE
She felt better seeing you, feeling you near. Call it human emotion, call it whatever you wish really. The reassurance a loved one is safe. She almost chuckles at and smiles speaking "Well Amir is quite loyal and...helpful so I can see how he would be sure to be there for that " She squeezed your hand back nodding "Some wine now would be wonderful" She murmured, her lips in a smile, her own eyes bright in it's enjoyment to see you, spend time with you.
She nodded as she sat and almost tucked herself into the plush sofa nodding "Of course, unless you get tired of me" A bit of a tease in that, she saw the smile and the warmth that lied in your eyes, she was more than happy to be here, and it showed. She couldn't hide it from you, how much she seemed to adore you and your presence, every time. Always finding something new or interesting to keep her fascinated. Or sometimes it was just you that fascinate dher, your beauty and how youw ere.
She watched as you changed the record((?)) on the Polyphone waiting to hear the choice of music, watching as you worked the contraption and spun it to life as the beautiful sound filled the air she almost swayed to the music as her eyes closed hearing the waltzing melody as she almost could see two people dancing to this, the music almost tangible in the air as she murmured "Beautiful choice of music" NOt that she knew what it was, she was indeed more into modern music, but it didn't mean she couldn't appreciate this music either and it was wonderful as she would smile to you her eyes alit in pure joy
The atmosphere was thick with unspoken sentiments, where silence was as comforting as the music that floated through the air. she could hear the easing of your breath, a sign that you were beginning to relax, and it was a sweet melody in itself. This quiet comfort felt flattering and unexpected, a pleasant reminder that someone genuinely cared. In a world so often marked by superficial interactions, this sincerity left her heart a little lighter, diminishing the loneliness it had carried for so long.
As you settled comfortably on the sofa, she couldn’t help but laugh softly. “Stay as long as you wish, dear one. Longer even, if that.” The invitation hung in the air like a note from a beloved song, warm and genuine. She moved gracefully, imbued with a delicate elegance, as she loaded the polyphon with a disc, pausing to look at it until the music began to chime from the music box.
“This is actually a relatively new song,” she explained, her brow furrowing slightly in thought. “David Bowie wrote it, and it was designed to play in the movie....Labryinth... it’s very…” Her pause lingered, as if she were searching for the right word. “Entrancing,” she finally offered, a smile breaking over her features, mirroring the charm of the man she spoke of so affectionately.
Madalyne’s admiration for Bowie went beyond the music; it was a reflection of an era, a testament to the profound emotional connections that music could foster. As the notes began to dance around you, casting shadows of nostalgia, she regarded you for a moment longer enveloped in the harmony that connected hearts in a shared moment of warmth.
With a fluid grace, she moved to the drinks cart, pouring a deep red wine from the decanter into a glass that glistened in the dim light. Carrying it to you, she leaned in slightly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Drink up, darling, and relax. We’ll try not to blow the house up.” The teasing smile that danced on her lips made it uncertain whether her words were serious or simply playful—however, given the state of the lab in the other room, one could hardly deny that the latter might be a more pressing concern.
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The silence spoke more words than her voice could, she cared more for you than oen may know, even in this short time. She felt there was a connection there, not that anything had been done other than you being your genuine self and her being who she was. You were able to captivate her with simple grace and movements, she thought the world of you already which she knew may actually make this harder as she didn't know what would happen in this relationship as it went on, but she wasn't giving it up for anything. What she felt was real, she knew that, and nothing anyone could have created.
She smiled at the invitation and how you called her dear one, it brought a slight tinge to her cheeks, not embarassed but just, you had a way with words even as simple as that "I may just have to move in" She joked, not that she'd be against it, at all, but she did not mind the thought either. Perhaps it was still too soon for that thought, but it was said. Hewr eyes followed you almost as if completely captivated by you, no not that you had to do anything to do it, no. She just found you both beautiful and graceful. There was always, almost, a look akin to adoration in her when she watched you.
She for a moment closed her eyes as the music started and you said who it was, where it was from, her own lips curling upwards in a smile, sounding almost enthralled in her voice "He was a musical genius and...incredible personally from what I've heard" She never met him obviously but her father grew her up on his music, his and others from that era, but Bowie had a special place in her fathers life, it was one of hsi favorites. She could sing a lot of his songs word for word. Your smile was, simply put, charming, it did hold that same charm Bowie was known for, Labrynthe one of her favorite movies.
You moved, to the cart, her eyes following every motion, every move as if trying to memorize it. You poured the red wine for her as she took it from you her gaze connecting with yours seeing that mischief in your eyes she brought the glass to her lips as she smiled murmuring "Thank you, love" she almost blushed as she said it but she did. Taking a sip as she would take a breath once done allowing time to savor the taste, enjoying the wine. She moved slightly making more than enough room for you to join her if you wished. She heard the words though on it and she ould tilt her head "I appreciate that, I'd like to continue to see you in one piece" She was being somewhat playful, and yes always more worried about you despite you being far more durable than she was.
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