Madalyne's smile remained, a soft flicker of emotion visible in her eyes as she handed Rachel the glass. "You are so very special," she spoke softly, her fingers brushing Rachel's cheek with a tender caress. But the moment was ephemeral; a laugh followed that was light and airy, cloaking the seriousness. "Oh, yes, being blown up is not a welcome thing. It hurts." Her chuckle lingered in the air, yet there was something deeper hidden beneath her joviality.
From the lab, Amir emerged with a pale mop in tow, followed closely by Marius, his clothes slightly askew. Amir offered a brief nod while Marius approached, disheveled yet dignified. He took Rachel’s hand and lifted it gently to kiss her knuckles, a gesture filled with an old-world charm.
"You’ve come for a visit," he asked, the question hanging as if he already knew the answer. The interlude lasted but a moment.
"My dear," Marius said to Madalyne, straightening his posture, "I shall retire for a time. Make myself presentable while we have a guest." His smile was warm as he turned toward the bedroom he claimed as his own.
Madalyne watched him go, then settled beside Rachel, her demeanor shifting from playful to earnest. "We rather lack food in the house. Is there something you’d wish to be brought in?"
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She smiled, you had such a way with words and how you treated her. She felt special, honored almost to be in your presence in such a manner. However your quip about being blown up and she chuckles "Well, just promise me that if you plan on blowing up anything, you give me a safe distance view of the explosion, I may not want to see you get hurt, but I can't deny seeing things go boom, might be fun" She chuckled, it was a slight joke. She knew she'd be no where near close to any explosion, well purposely
She gave both Amir and Marius a bright smile upon seeing them, both were handsoem in their own ways even in the disheveled states of whatever just happened. She felt Marius take her hand and she offered a blush and bowed her head some as well in her own greeting to the man. Her eyes looked up almost through her lashes as she smiles nodding "I couldn't stay away, so yes...hope everything is ok" She knew it was, but, also explosions.
She watched Marius as he excused himself, then to you her head tilting a bit slightly as she murmured "I did go shopping and brought some food and stuff here, figuring it'd be ok...along with the wine and bottled blood you asked for" She shook her head "But I'm not hungry, at the moment..."
Madalyne chuckled softly at the idea of explosions being fun. “Oh, sometimes they are good. Sometimes... well, what's life if not unexpected?” She was still chuckling when Marius and Amir came through. After Marius kissed Rachel’s hand, he found himself chuckling as well, though his laughter was tinged with a hint of unease.
"Hope everything is okay?” Rachel asked, her smile lacing her words.
Marius kept a smile on his face. “Yes, it was a success, but one we will need to fine-tune.” He shifted, eyes flickering to Madalyne. After all, no experiment was ever a full success, especially in their odd little circle.
After dismissing himself, leaving Rachel and Madalyne to their conversation, Madalyne settled next to Rachel, a slight smile creeping onto her lips as they began to discuss something far less explosive—food.
Humans needed it, vampires didn’t. At least, they didn’t admit to needing it. The bottled blood, flavored with exotic spices and herbs, was a new venture. Marius had been less than enthusiastic about the change. For him, blood was simply blood; tainting it with flavors felt like sacrilege, even if it was an experiment worthy of their time.
Even Madalyne wondered “Is it really blood if it's been… dressed up?” A sudden pop echoed from the lab...an accidental blast, perhaps.
Madalyne winked at Rachel. “See? Unexpected.” But appearing to have no concern about the noise at all.
She felt, odd, like she was both out of place but all the same time, the center of everyone's attention. Not that it bothered her, working at the bayou, but it was different with how you and Marius treated her. It was, nice. As if she was truely appreciated but she heard the chuckles about the explosions. And then Marius' own response she murmured "Just, be safe I don't wanna find that Amir has to rebuild a home" It was slightly a joke, knowing that wouldn't happen...would it?
She would be glad the conversation turned as the others excused themselves, her hand reached out and grasped yours lacing fingers and smiling at the contact, it was nice, reassuring that this was indeed real. Her eyes glancing about the room as she would hear your musings on the blood and shrugs "Does it take away the sustanence that you need? Or add any enjoyment? If it doesn't effect how it ...satisfies you does it matter as long as you like it?" Mean she's no expert on blood, or vampires, and all of that but food is food. She doesn't have to season hers, but she does as it makes it tastier, the protein from meat or whatever benefits she gets doesn't change due to seasonings...maybe fat content but...anyways.
She heard the pop and she would laugh, and perhaps she would of been concerned but you showed non as she murmured "I'm guessing there might be...some of these surprises going on whenever I come around? Should I invest in like a hazmat suit or goggles? " It was a tease of course, she knew if anything truely dangerous was going on you'd probably inform her to keep away or something, or Amir would have. She trusts you and, was being more playful than serious
As they sat on the sofa, she tried to think of a way to describe the taste of the flavored bottles of blood that she knew where tucked away in the kitchen. Each color and scent promised something different, a sweet temptation for those willing to indulge. Did it truly satisfy? She pondered, tapping her fingers against the soft fabric of the cushion.
“It’s rather like a sweet cake in the middle of a long day,” she finally murmured, shrugging her shoulders. Not exactly fulfilling as a real meal but enough to whet the appetite, providing just the right amount of distraction from the emptiness gnawing at her.
She glanced down at her and Rachel's hands laced together, feeling the warmth of their connection. Madalyne chuckled at the pop sound from the lab beyond the room, a sign that things were still 'cooking' in the lab.
The lab was a world of its own—protected by a heavy door and an unwavering silence. She could hear Amir in the kitchen, cleaning and rinsing out the mop, the clinking of metal echoing softly as he switched to a fresh mop and a bucket filled with whatever concoction he deemed fit.
Madalyne relaxed, letting the warmth of the evening settle around her. For now, the world outside could wait.
She would watch, her eyes light with the love she feels with how you would understand a bit how you meant on the wine to a degree. That the blood might be sweeter, far more like a treat than a true meal. She sipped her red wine as her brow lifted in thought shifting to face you a bit on the couch her one hand never leaving yours as she looked down at it murmuring "If you, need fresher..." How did one really talk about this as she was trying not to embarass herself in this process, and she knew you saw her far more than food for you, she knew that "I am willing....only to you...maybe Marius if asked nicely" She joked slightly,
she squeezes your hand as you look down at them. She followed your gaze and almost moved closer to you the world almost seeming to fade from her thoughts and mind, she was where she was happiest right now, with you, next to you. Nothing else mattered. She looked at the direction of the kitchen, hearing the movement knowing Amir is probably working and almost jumped at the pop from the lab with a smile on her lips, not used to such surprises yet.
"I hope I didn't come on a bad day or time....I don't ever want to intrude" She murmured after hearing the pop. Her eyes went up and met yours and just staring, not even searching, just looking into those eyes that held so much behind them, always finding them beautiful, just as she found everything about you
In the dim light of the room, Madalyne felt the weight of the world pressing down—yet Rachel’s gentle voice cut through, “If you need fresher…” The warmth in Rachel's offer deepened the bond between them, a fierce affection blossoming in Madalyne’s heart. As she shifted, their hands intertwined, Madalyne pulled Rachel into a delicate embrace, feeling the rhythm of her heartbeat—a steady pulse that anchored her soul.
“Thank you, dear one,” Madalyne murmured, her lips brushing against Rachel’s cheek, the soft warmth lingering as she closed her eyes. Marius's presence loomed in the other room, the sound of running water contrasting sharply with the intimacy of their moment.
Her heart ached at the thought of impending separation. “How long until we must choose our paths again?” she whispered, her grip tightening. In the silence, all that mattered was Rachel, enveloped in a cocoon of affection that made Madalyne yearn for permanence in a world of uncertainty.
She felt you pull her in and almost melted and sighed into the embrace, her eyes closing a moment as her arms seem to wrap about you as best they can as she didn't wish to move from the embrace and met all of what she said. You were really the only one she trusted to this level, mean it didn't hurt you all were the only ones she knew that were vampire, but still. She heard the murmur with your lips against her cheek.
Her eyes shut slightly as she just enjoyed the comfort of this embrace, her headleaning against yours slightly as she heard the sounds, not as well as you did, but heard them none the less. Her breath soft, relaxed, happy as she shifted only to slip a bit closer in the embrace, her mind on the here and now, not worrying about tomorrow, or what's to come. Not yet, words weren't needed from her to express how she felt, Madalyne could feel it, she hid nothing from her.
She heard the question as she would frown "I wish never" She said, knowing that work will call again. But, she would murmur "I'm here as long as you want me, but I am all yours for a few days" It was truth. Hell she'd consider taking time off of work, to just stay here, in your arms, in this house. Your grip tightened, and she would stay close as she would allow her lips to press to your own cheek in a soft kiss with the murmur "I wish I never had to leave" she meant that. She enjoyed your presence, being around you and well here in general.
Madalyne heard the words from Rachel, felt the embrace, and ached within her heart. “Oh, dear one,” Rachel had thought Madalyne’s words were meant for her, but Madalyne was lost in a tangled web of her own emotions. As Rachel’s lips brushed against her temple and she whispered softly, “I wish I never had to leave.” Madalyne closed her eyes, shielding herself from that raw ache of longing.
Her relationship with Marius was like this, moments of bittersweet longing. They had crisscrossed through life’s journey, never managing more than three years together before destiny pushed them apart. As she listened to the warm cascade of water from Marius in the shower, Madalyne was surprised at how the sound wrapped around her, pulling her deeper into the past, reminding her of familiar comfort and the absence that filled the spaces between them.
Now, with Rachel’s penetrating through her barriers, Madalyne took a breath, measuring her heart’s true desire. “Would you go with me? If I had to leave?” The solemnity in her tone hung heavy between them, heavy with meanings unspoken.
She heard the words, the ones she loved to hear over and over. You made her feel special, like someone did care for her. Not saying you don't, just that your words emphasize that point in so many ways. She was lost in her own way, maybe not near the same way as you were, but she was in her own space with you. She never felt the way she did when she was around you and she didn't know of anything more than that she trusted you. She murured there against you "I wish you didn't either".
She wasn't fully aware of your...lifestyle, the crossroads that it brings and how you and Marius always seem to be there in the end. She however knew one thing, she didn't wish to be without it. She couldn't hear the sounds you hear, or perhaps not as distinct as you could, perhaps water running, or Amir movement, but it was all muffled through the house for her, right now she seemed to be focused on you. Her eyes close some in thought as she wasn't sure what would come next, ever, with you or this. Where this would ever lead to.
She would hear the words and those words held a lot of unknown meaning to her, in as to what you truely meant. But she knew you asked cause of how close they seem to be getting. She moved, turning slightly to meet your gaze, searching them for a moment, silently studying you, for what she didn't know as she leaned in and placed a soft kiss to those lips of yours for a moment before answering "Of course I will, if you want me to" the words were true, she would.
He stood under the warm cascade, his heart heavy with the weight of love. In the next room, Anuket and Rachel shared whispered promises that danced in the air like fleeting shadows. “Not yet now… but one day,” Anuket had said to Rachel, her voice laced with longing.
He clenched the shower curtain, wishing he could join them. He understood the agony of their separations...necessary, but they always left a haunting void. As Anuket echoed the sentiment, pressing her forehead against Rachel's, Marius silently wished for a world where time didn’t tear them apart.
In unison, their hearts beat a tender “one day,” each hoping the universe would grant them that wish.
His face turned up to the water, ignoring the spray of water that hit his face, his eyes, as he heard Anuket kissing Rachel with a longing he felt in his soul. "My dear Anuket," he whispered as he bowed his head briefly indrawing a breath before stepping free from the shower as the water continued to spill across the tiles before slowly drawing to a stop.
She went quiet after the question. There was some fear, not fear of anything other than loss in a way. She knew Madalyne wasn't lying about her needing to leave. But there was the nagging reminder, that she won't always stay this young. Would Madalyne want her even as she got older, what happened then and there. It was all thoughts that ran through her head at times. All the same Madalyne managed to calm them down. The silence was nice, though and she sat there with her forehead against Madalyne's.
She did wonder on Marius, what was his relation with Madalyne like, did she...get inbetween something. She wasn't a jealous type but she wasn't about to also step away from something that felt so good, and so right. This felt right, she can't explain it. She's never felt like this around another. Not that she hasn't had boyfriends or girlfriends in the past, but nothing that came to this level, where it felt there was already some deep bond they shared, her lips were finding Madalynes as they sat there, her arms around her in an embrace, almost allowing the world, the rest of her cares to just melt away. Forgetting even they weren't alone, mean they were but others were in the house.
She let's out the softest breath when the kiss breaks for the moment but not moving her face away, no, staying inches from Madalyne's own, her hand on her cheek as her eyes searched for answres to the unanswered question and seeing nothing but perhaps that softness, and care Madalyne held, her own eyes showing her own devotion to the woman in front of her. The pad of her thumb moves to caress over her bottom lip a moment as her own lips smile upward, just enjoying this quiet and tneder moment they had for now.