Kem had spent most of the last hour or two in the library. He hadn't been there in a while and he had a few things to look up. It had been overcast and cold when he'd gone in and everyone was whispering with excitement, wondering if it would snow. Personally, he thought it was still too warm for it. Either way there was a hell of a storm brewing.
While he was sitting there trying to read he couldn't manage to focus. Something nagged at him. Something really odd.
[Aishe, is everything okay over there?] It was like panic. It didn't 'feel' like Aishe though, as if that made any sense. It did to him, though. It wasn't Reign; he'd know that too.
[Of course,] came Aishe's response. [Business as usual. Why?] He could feel her particular brand of personality over their bond. It was unmistakable to him. He didn't pay much attention to it normally; they had been bonded for long enough now that unless actively looking for it they just accepted it.
Huh. Bonding. [Nothing.] He looked around but he was too deep in the stacks to see any windows. [Is it storming yet?]
[Just started a little while ago. It's a good one,] Aishe sent, and he felt her amusement, like warm slippers or something... comforting, normal, and appealing.
[Thanks merit,] he replied. [Looks like I'm gonna get wet.]
Well. Kem was used to having people in his head by now. That should probably scare him some, but it didn't. This was new, but in retrospect... not really unexpected. Maybe he'd been feeling it for a while and it just hadn't occurred to him that it was a different person, a different flavor of personality, until now. But there was only one person he knew who reacted to storms like this, and she was currently at the Piazza in a seminar.
Kem quietly closed his books and replaced them, a furrow between his brows as he considered the possibility of this. He hadn't quite worked out the mechanics of bonding; it had just happened with Aishe. Hadn't it? And now... again?
He had to sort this out. It was getting crowded upstairs.
Pulling his coat on, Kem headed out into the rain, collar turned up, hands in his pockets. He jogged across the parking lot to his car, slid in, and drove himself to the stately Piazza.
Once inside it wasn't difficult to find the room Pak was in for her seminar. He opened the door, careful not to make too much noise, and spotted his friend, his little sister, in the back of the room tapping her pen on the table. He stuck against the back wall, edged his way past the other attendees, and sent to Pak.
[Time to go, senet. Come on.]
With that brief warning he took Pak's hand and tugged, pulling her from her chair and heading out of the room.
Double the Fun
There was a storm brewing, but she was already late, having to wait for the sun to go down could be awkward. She's missed the first thirty minutes, maybe forty five, of this damned seminar thing in one of the conference rooms in the Piazza and the only seat left was way at the back but at least it wasn't in the middle. The screen they were projecting the slides on was nice and high and big so even having to sit behind everyone wasn't to big a deal. Disaster recovery, data back up and storage were not her favorite topics, her second in command was supposed to handle this but he'd gotten sick so here she was.
Pak sighed and made some notes. The storm was getting closer, it was raining harder and there was thunder. Thunder wasn't so bad but... Crap! Even with the shades drawn she could see the flash of lightening. Maybe it was just one. Just one or two she could handle. Pak tried very hard to remain calm. She just wouldn't look at the window, that was all.
It was a good plan, right up until the thunder got louder and people started shifting in their seats and looking toward the windows. She was only half paying attention now, mostly just tapping her pen on the table. No. Just no. She just was not going to deal with this right now. She wasn't going to freak out. At least she wasn't going to show it. She might not be showing it, well not too much, but Pak was dealing was a massive freak out. She swallowed hard and suppressed the urge to pace or hide in a broom closet. That was a good idea too.
Kem`Raaisu
13 years ago
Pakpao
13 years ago
Nothing wrong, nothing. Pak was so busy being normal and ignoring the storm that she'd tuned everything else out. Just here and the weather. Her and the lightening. God she wanted to be home right now. The archives had become her typical place to hide during storms, she also favored stairwells and her kitchen floor but if Kem was about the archives were good.
She was wishing so hard to be home it didn't even strike her as odd that Kem was right there. She let him pull her to her feet and started blindly following along, flinching as there was another bolt of lightening. It was so bright and so close you could see the flickering even through the drawn shades.
[Pêe chaai?]
Pak picked up her things more out of habit than because she was actually thinking about it. She didn't really care where they were going or why as long as it was away from the weather. He'd know that though. And when the storm passed -then- she'd worry about how he'd shown up so conveniently.
She was wishing so hard to be home it didn't even strike her as odd that Kem was right there. She let him pull her to her feet and started blindly following along, flinching as there was another bolt of lightening. It was so bright and so close you could see the flickering even through the drawn shades.
[Pêe chaai?]
Pak picked up her things more out of habit than because she was actually thinking about it. She didn't really care where they were going or why as long as it was away from the weather. He'd know that though. And when the storm passed -then- she'd worry about how he'd shown up so conveniently.
Kem`Raaisu
13 years ago
Once outside in the lobby of the Piazza Kem gathered Pak close and hugged her tightly. [It's okay now,] he sent.
He was still boggling over the mechanics of this. He should be surprised. He wasn't surprised. Was it because they may as well share a brain? Was it some other reason?
He remembered Pak's visit the night she found out Reign was his familiar. Was it then? On a night when he'd shown her in no uncertain terms how he couldn't live without her? How she'd returned the sentiment, how she'd reacted, and how it had felt between them since then... maybe that's why it didn't surprise him.
"Where to?" he asked as he held her close, petting her hair as if she were a child. And she was, to him, sort of. Like the sister he'd lost long ago, the sister he had now. "I was going to head into work soon. Want to come hide in the archives for a while? There's coffee. And Aishe."
And a small TV and a slew of movies... yeah, he wasn't ashamed to admit he'd turned the little room off their break room into a makeshift bunkroom. He'd spent enough days there in the last couple years.
He was still boggling over the mechanics of this. He should be surprised. He wasn't surprised. Was it because they may as well share a brain? Was it some other reason?
He remembered Pak's visit the night she found out Reign was his familiar. Was it then? On a night when he'd shown her in no uncertain terms how he couldn't live without her? How she'd returned the sentiment, how she'd reacted, and how it had felt between them since then... maybe that's why it didn't surprise him.
"Where to?" he asked as he held her close, petting her hair as if she were a child. And she was, to him, sort of. Like the sister he'd lost long ago, the sister he had now. "I was going to head into work soon. Want to come hide in the archives for a while? There's coffee. And Aishe."
And a small TV and a slew of movies... yeah, he wasn't ashamed to admit he'd turned the little room off their break room into a makeshift bunkroom. He'd spent enough days there in the last couple years.
Pakpao
13 years ago
Pak sighed and snuggled against Kem. Even if he hadn't sent to... well words weren't needed. Not for something like her idiotic fear of lightening. It really was sort of scary how well they knew each other. Although, now that she was calming down a bit Pak was starting to wonder how he'd shown up out of the blue like that.
She was just about to agree to the archives when the sky lit up again. Pak flinched and squeezed her eyes shut at tight as possible.
"That is very far."Â?
Although, there was a distinct lack of windows, which she appreciated to no end and coffee and Aishe weren't bad bribes either. There was also that little side room that Kem had let her hide in before and it was comfortable.
"I don't care where, just away from this... please?"Â?
Kem was a good brother, he'd pick a safe place. A basement, a bomb shelter, possibly an unused nuclear missile silo. That would be very good. What did one of those go for on the open market? The point was that the Piazza was too unfamiliar for her to even think about not being a nervous wreck.
She was just about to agree to the archives when the sky lit up again. Pak flinched and squeezed her eyes shut at tight as possible.
"That is very far."Â?
Although, there was a distinct lack of windows, which she appreciated to no end and coffee and Aishe weren't bad bribes either. There was also that little side room that Kem had let her hide in before and it was comfortable.
"I don't care where, just away from this... please?"Â?
Kem was a good brother, he'd pick a safe place. A basement, a bomb shelter, possibly an unused nuclear missile silo. That would be very good. What did one of those go for on the open market? The point was that the Piazza was too unfamiliar for her to even think about not being a nervous wreck.
Kem`Raaisu
13 years ago
Kem nodded to Pak. "Okay. Someplace else for now. Meridian later."
He wasn't sure he could drive safely and glamour Pak at the same time so he opted for getting them both through the Nachton streets without mishap. The closest place he could think to go was his house, which was, fortunately, not far away if one hit the lights just right.
"Hopefully this will do for now," he told Pak as they pulled into the drive.
He wondered if she would pick up on what he'd done, too. He hadn't thought about it much. He'd just reacted. It seemed only natural, which was maybe why he hadn't thought much of it up to this point...
There would be questions. There were always questions. Oh well, he'd do his best to answer them but he was fully aware that he might not know all the answers himself.
((ooc: Pak and Kem out))
He wasn't sure he could drive safely and glamour Pak at the same time so he opted for getting them both through the Nachton streets without mishap. The closest place he could think to go was his house, which was, fortunately, not far away if one hit the lights just right.
"Hopefully this will do for now," he told Pak as they pulled into the drive.
He wondered if she would pick up on what he'd done, too. He hadn't thought about it much. He'd just reacted. It seemed only natural, which was maybe why he hadn't thought much of it up to this point...
There would be questions. There were always questions. Oh well, he'd do his best to answer them but he was fully aware that he might not know all the answers himself.
((ooc: Pak and Kem out))