May 6th and beyond - Sam's apartment

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Jan 26, 2011 12:04 pm

"Aye, like any cat, or servant of a cat-goddess. I'd wager Sekhmet looked less than regal in a rainstorm."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Jan 26, 2011 12:13 pm

"As at least partially a sun-goddess I would assume it just never rained on her."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Jan 26, 2011 12:14 pm

"Or she just stayed out of the rain to preserve the mystique."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Jan 26, 2011 12:16 pm

"No one would, or even could, seriously pray to a wet cat."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Jan 26, 2011 12:17 pm

"Aye, so she stays out of the rain, and someone comments 'You know, I've never seen it rain on Sekhmet. Perhaps she's a sun goddess.' And then she'd smile a toothy smile, as everything is going according to plan."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Jan 26, 2011 12:22 pm

"Sadly not something that would be very practical to do in London of all places."

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Jan 26, 2011 12:24 pm

"I'd say I worship you enough as-is, aye?"

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Jan 26, 2011 12:25 pm

"I suppose..." she teases.

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Jan 26, 2011 12:32 pm

She chuckled.

"I really didn't think I was going to get away with that comment," she said with a playful nudge of her foot to Nailah's ankle which felt a bit odd. A glance down would show that the redhead's feet were covered in tawny fur, at some point having stealthily shifted her legs to match the sphinx.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Jan 26, 2011 12:41 pm

"Maybe it was a little bit tacky." she smirks. "And what's this now? A kind of reverence?"

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Jan 26, 2011 12:46 pm

"If it cheers you up after the day you've had? Aye." This was punctuated by a leonine tail snaking out from behind Samantha, and curling about Nailah's waist.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Jan 26, 2011 12:49 pm

"Copycat!" she laughs, her wings unfolding only to wrap one of them around Sam's shoulders.

by **Samantha McManus** » Wed Jan 26, 2011 12:51 pm

"Well that's as far as it goes," she said as she cuddled up to the sphinx. "I'm not risking wings in a shirt that's not made for them."

"Regardless, consider me... a supplicant."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Wed Jan 26, 2011 12:59 pm

"A smart choice. And you consider yourself very much favoured." she smiles, leaning her head against Sam's.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 6:13 pm

Early in the morning Nailah gently knocks on Sam's door. She's holding a bouquet made up equally of red, white and black roses.

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 6:15 pm

Samantha came to the door, and after looking through the fisheye lens opened it with some surprise.

"...love, you shouldn't have."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 6:18 pm

"No what I shouldn't have done is act the way I did yesterday... I'm sorry, Sam."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 6:18 pm

"No, you were right. Everything I was saying at that point was making things worse."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 6:23 pm

"That still didn't give me the right to react like that. Now are you going to take the roses already?" she jokes weakly, smiling as she holds them out to Sam.

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 6:24 pm

"Aye," she said with a faint smile before doing so, then stepping aside to let Nailah in.

"What I need to do is stop guessing at what I think you want, and actually listen."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 6:38 pm

"You do fine at that most of the time. It's just... You don't have to be perfect. Don't make me fight for getting to compromise." she smiles weakly as she steps inside.

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 6:44 pm

"I think I got so caught up in trying to emphasize that I'm okay with what's happening that I breezed right past the fact that whether anything is happening isn't even certain."

"And it's almost funny, if you think about it. How at first we fought over me hoping it was nothing, and now we're fighting over me thinking it's something."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 6:54 pm

"Well I didn't exactly react in the best possible way either. I guess I felt a little scrutinized..."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 6:55 pm

"Aye, and that's my fault."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 6:59 pm

"You were worried about me. I think... I think I just got used to thinking you worry about anything. And that's hardly fair to you."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 7:00 pm

She gave a rueful chuckle.

"But saying I worry about everything is a fair point."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 7:08 pm

"Maybe. But that doesn't mean I should blanketly disregard every last bit of it."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 7:09 pm

"Would it be too soon to ask if you thought about my last suggestion?"

by **Nailah Weaver** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 7:13 pm

"I did and we can give it a shot if you want. I knee-jerked rather badly there but it's a reasonable idea, really."

by **Samantha McManus** » Thu Jan 27, 2011 7:16 pm

"I do, and it's not going to be you under the microscope, love. If anything, I may well join in, aye?"

by **Nailah Weaver** » Fri Jan 28, 2011 3:41 am

"Well we have been meaning to do that together for quite a while now." she chuckles.

"And Sam?" she adds after a bit of a pause. "I don't care if it's overbearing when we argue, I love that you always try to accomodate me. I just feel like I'm taking too much at times."

by **Samantha McManus** » Fri Jan 28, 2011 11:05 am

"You've accommodated me perhaps more than you realize."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Fri Jan 28, 2011 12:00 pm

"Apparently..." she smiles.

by **Samantha McManus** » Fri Jan 28, 2011 12:03 pm

"And I know it's not easy to put up with my neuroses, with the sort of lifestyle my having been a superhero has led to."

"So believe me, I don't see it as you taking too much, just taking your due."

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:31 pm

The night before Friday the 18th of May

Nailah was fast asleep next to Sam, occasionally mumbling something indecipherable. Eventually though she begins to hum in her sleep, repeating the melody over and over.

by **Samantha McManus** » Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:33 pm

Samantha slowly stirred, blinking.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:40 pm

Nailah continues to hum for a while, the faint glow from behind her eye-lids giving a good clue as to what is going on. Then she quietly starts singing.

"Mary had a little lamb,
little lamb, little lamb,
Mary had a little lamb,
whose fleece was white as snow.

And everywhere that Mary went,
Mary went, Mary went,
and everywhere that Mary went,
the lamb was sure to go.

One day then Mary bored of it,
bored of it, bored of it,
one day then Mary bored of it,
and went to fetch a knife.

She raised the knife and brought it down,
brought it down, brought it down,
she raised the knife and brought it down,
the lamb thus lost it's life."

by **Samantha McManus** » Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:46 pm

"...love, you're having a vision," Samantha murmured, trying to wake Nailah.

by **Nailah Weaver** » Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:49 pm

While Nailah doesn't quite wake up or snap out of it she does seem to react to Sam's attempt to wake her.

"Can you hear the bells playing?" she mumbles. "They're hers. Mary's Bells... Mary's Bell... Mary Bell..."

And with that she seems to fall asleep again.

by **Samantha McManus** » Mon Jan 31, 2011 12:07 pm

Samantha had evidently not gotten much sleep after that, and when Nailah awoke the redhead would actually be seated not far from the bed with her laptop and scattered notes. Several words repeated themselves in those notes at a glance, including "Mary," "Bell," and in particular "Strangler = Sphinx?"

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