New York || Day 1

[imaginationswoes]

[Running is the current plan but it isn't going well. She's constantly getting lost and she's reminded again and again that she's never been out of her small town alone. She misses her family and her friends but more than that she is really missing a warm bed. Her feet continue forward, the tall buildings towering on either side of her. It's impressive, as far as cities go, but its to close together.

To much can go wrong.

She must of made a wrong turn because Airy finds herself walking along a very shady part of town. Winter is setting in but she thinks of warmth and she manages to keep herself heated. She has a backpack around her shoulders and it looks like she's wearing a uniform: white button down, green pleated skirt, black jacket and a matching tie. It's most definitely giving some of the people here the wrong idea.]

Shit.

[Airy whispers softly under her breath, a puff of white leaving her warm lips. When she spots two men pointing towards her she runs. Her feet fly across the street and she's about 75% sure they weren't following her. Mist descends on the area and Airy one again curses under her breath. She's only getting more lost at this rate and running around New York after midnight isn't on her to do list.]

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The next morning

[fausvampire]

[Saturdays were awesome. Saturdays were the day after a long week of working. It's funny. When he'd become an actor, and had actually started getting roles (even if they weren't that amazing), and thus had started getting paid to be an actor, he'd never imagined he'd be a 9-5 guy.

...the problem with your acting role being an atual 9-5 guy was that you had to...be at the office then.

But Saturdays meant freedom. Saturdays meant no alarm clock. Saturdays meant a full pot of coffee and possibly morning cartoons, they meant cereal and cold milk and...

...did that note actually say that?]

There's a girl in the guestroom? Seriously? [Nathan makes an annoyed sound in his throat, sets the milk back down in the refrigerator, and heads back up to his bedroom to put pants on.

Then he sets about actually making breakfast. On his day off. For someone who wasn't even his guest.]

The next morning

[imaginationswoes]

[When Airy wakes she's happy to see the room in a normal state. She stretches her arms above her and shakes her head after a fierce yawn. Her fingers quickly try to smooth out her hair before she crawls to the edge of the bed and dips her fingers into her bag to pull out a hair brush. She doesn't want to leave the covers just yet and so she brushes her hair but stays within the warm covers.

Antonio is asleep so she isn't too worried about running into anyone and the fact that he has a human roommate completely slips her mind.

Bear feet whisper lightly across the floor as she finally stands and moves around the room. She makes the bed feeling a little bad that it's in such a state and then pulls at her backpack. She's still in the shirt she's slept in as she steps from the room and searches for a bathroom.

Airy hears the sounds of food sizzling as the pungent smile hits her nose. Her stomach growls in a loud groan at the smell and she freezes. Airy remembers and she realizes there is a stranger just down the stairs who's cooking something that smells really good but she needs to put on pants and find the bathroom.

For awhile Airy stands there silently trying to figure out what to do. Before she can get out a word a random slinky begins to expand and contract down the stairs. Perfect. After a long painful minute of deciding she calls down the steps but attempts to remain out of sight while hoping he hadn't noticed the slinky thing.]

Excuse me? [Her voice is light as it moves through the air. She doesn't remember if Antonio mentioned his roommates name.] Where's the washroom?

The next morning

[fausvampire]

[The coffee pot beeps it's announcement of brewing completion, which happily for Airy's sake masks the sound of the slinky coming down the stairs to Nathan's completely normal human ears.

Of course, he's also half asleep still, so that's probably helping. He turns his head toward the stairs when she speaks, but he doesn't turn from the food he's cooking.]

Uh, it's across the hall.

[He points above him, indicating the area of the landing across from the stairs. And then he yawns.]

Good morning, Mystery Girl.

The next morning

[imaginationswoes]

[With a soft flash the slinky is gone and Airy is running across the hall to the bathroom. She moves quickly trying not to be seen while trying not to think about anything in particular.]

Good Morning. [She slides into the bathroom and then pokes her head out again.] ... random guy making breakfast down stairs.

[Airy ducks into the bathroom then and closes the door. She's quick in the bathroom, brushing her teeth while pulling her long dark hair back in a loose clip. She pulls on a pair of black short and a light blue tank. Her usual white button down gets tossed over her shoulders but remains unbuttoned as she pulls on her socks and boots. She finishes brushing her teeth and then quickly packs things in her bag.

She wasn't planning to stay here for long and while she had a feeling Antonio might argue; he's not here.

The door opens and Airy moves down the steps looking over at the stranger who was cooking something that smelled really good. She has to stop being controlled by her stomach but it's hard when you're forced to smell sizzling meat and coffee.]

So... hi, I'm Airy. You're...?

[Gorgeous... my god is everyone in this apartment a damn model? That's not fair. Without realizing it Airy is staring as she silently decides who's more attractive.]

The next morning

[fausvampire]

[He looks over, now with a fresh cup of coffee, and cream and sugar set out for his unplanned houseguest, in his pajama bottoms and tank top.]

...way to make a guy feel underdressed, Airy. [He smiles and motions to the coffee pot.] Nathan, but I can be "Random Stranger Who Cooked you Breakfast" if you want.

The next morning

[imaginationswoes]

[Airy is trapped between surprise and embarrassment.]

I'm sorry. I could go change back into my pajama's but it's just underwear and a T-shirt. [She might be turning a little red at that so she switches to surprise.]

Making me breakfast?

[She blinks.]

I didn't think I'd stay that long. Antonio was nice enough to give me a bed for the night.

[Don't think anything weird... don't think anything weird.]

The next morning

[fausvampire]

[He raises an eyebrow at that.]

Tempting...but inappropriate. I'm supposed to be a good host or something. And yeah, some of this is yours. I'm watching my figure.

[He gives a shake of his head.]

Tony saying you can stay means "as long as you need to". He's...a pretty private guy. He doesn't just open his doors to anybody. [Because it's sort of hard for him to do that, given his...nocturnal habits.] But, uh, if you're going somewhere, where?

[Nathan's got a hunch that answer is nowhere.]

The next morning

[imaginationswoes]

[Airy moves over to the counter and takes up the seat at the end. She lightly drops her bag to the floor and rests her elbows on the counter before putting her chin in her palms.

When he mention his figure she can't help but look at his chest before dropping her eyes over to the food that's searing in the pan. She can't figure out if he's kidding or not and so she lets the comment hang in the air before finally answering his last question. It appears as if she's thinking pretty hard about it.]

I don't know yet.

[She's still figuring out where.]

I don't really know where anything is.

[However she has a map in her bag which is good enough for her.

By this point she's very proud of herself for keeping her imagination in check. Except while the food cooks her mind begins to wander. There is a slight breeze filled with the fresh smell of cut grass and greenery. It reminds her of the weekends when her father would cut the grass and her mother would make breakfast. Birds appeared around the kitchen chirping softly.]

Re: The next morning

[fausvampire]

[Even though he was half asleep still, something brought his attention to the birds and the cut grass and he looked around, growing more confused as he took things in.]

...so...you see the birds, right?

The next morning

[imaginationswoes]

[Airy bites her lower lip as she turns towards the refrigerator which has a particularly happy blue bird chirping at it's top. Yeah... she sees it.

The smell of fresh cut grass fills her nose and she realizes that her attempts at being discrete has failed.]

Not anymore...

[She forces the birds to vanish and the smell to receded so it's just sizzling meat and eggs filling the kitchen.]

Sorry...[Guess Antonio didn't tell him.]

The next morning

[fausvampire]

[He turns from the stove top, spatula still in hand, and points toward the refrigerator with it, eyebrows raised.]

So...was that magic? Real magic? You do magic?

The next morning

[imaginationswoes]

I guess?

[She sounds a little unsure. It's the only magic she's ever seen either and she's only met one vampire who is currently asleep upstairs.]

I can't really control it. [She admits lamely.]

Re: The next morning

[fausvampire]

Wow. [Smooth, Nathan. He looked back over his shoulder at the sausage and turned back to the stove.]

So, you do magic on accident?

The next morning

[imaginationswoes]

[Her heart begins to beat at a regular rhythm when he finally turns back towards the food. She's really hungry and she doesn't want him to burn it. If he doesn't it most likely means take out.]

Ah... yeah...

[Airy feels really awkward and fidgets in her seat for a moment.]

If I imagine it... it happens. Which is why I was going to head out quickly. [Before Antonio could takes sense into her.]

The next morning

[fausvampire]

Your mind must wander a lot. [He smiles, even though his back is to her.] But hey, no big deal.

It's pretty rude to just jet, though. I mean, he gave you a bed.

The next morning

[imaginationswoes]

[A heavy sigh leaves her lips and her head falls to the counter top.]

I know.

[She is very aware that her mind wanders and that it'd be rude to leave with saying goodbye.]

But he won't be up until the suns down... you know I'm walking everywhere right?

[Walking in the dark seems like a bad idea after last night.]

The next morning

[fausvampire]

[He shakes his head and turns to the bar long enough to slide the note Antonio had left him in his tight cursive script. "There is a girl in the guest room. Treat her well. -A"]

No, he didn't mention that.

[And then he goes back to cooking.]

But I think I know him well enough to know he'd say something like, [And he slips into a voice that sounds exactly like Antonio like slipping on a glove] "You've no where to go, and we've the extra room. Stay a while. It really is no bother".

The next morning

[imaginationswoes]

[Airy blinks and looks up at Nathan in a look of complete surprise.]

It's sorta spooky how you can sound just like him.

[He'd flash that stupid cute smile and pull out logic that she can't really argue against.]

I also don't want to put you out.

[Since Nathan will have to deal with her more often than Antonio. As she moves her long dark hair falls over her shoulder. The green ribbon that she had hurried to put in had fallen out and her hair is framing her cheeks again. It's annoying that she forgot her hair clips at home.]

The next morning

[fausvampire]

[He shakes his head as he pulls down plates from the cupboard and places them along the counter to begin loading them.]

So, Tony didn't tell you anything about me either.

[He loads the plates and turns to put them on the bar.] I work for him.

Orange juice?

The next morning

[imaginationswoes]

Milk?

[She asks hopefully looking down at the plate with a bright smile. Airy's eyes shine like emeralds as she looks at the food. It seriously looks and smells amazing.]

Nope. He just said he lived with someone who was male and human. [And he wasn't dating them but Airy is just going to leave that embarrassing fact out. She already sounded weird in front of Antonio.

As he finishes getting things together she watches him. Her eyes wandering over his face which is far to cute to be real. Then she realizes she's staring and looks down at her food.]

The next morning

[fausvampire]

Nice. That old guy is an asshole. [But he says it with a smile as he gets the milk and a glass.]

He's an architect. I play him during the day. [He grins.] I'm an actor.

The next morning

[imaginationswoes]

[Airy forgets everything she had been thinking and her eyes light up.]

I guess that's why you're so cute?

[She hadn't meant to say that and so she focuses on the glass of milk as he hands it over to her. It's cold and it's comforting to hold.]

I mean... you're cute and an actor... that's amazing.

[Airy can't even lie let alone act.]

The next morning

[fausvampire]

[He looks surprised at her comment, because, well, he's had girls check him out before, he's been out, only not recently, but hes never really had a girl put it quite like that.]

Uh, well, not really. I mean, not in New York. Actors are a dime a dozen around her.

The next morning

[imaginationswoes]

I'm from Maine.

[Her tone is very matter of fact. She knows nothing about New York except for what she learned last night.]

But I think you should just accept the compliment.

[Airy then focuses on her food, starting with the piece of toast on her plate. Her imagination never goes crazy when she's eating so she's focusing pretty hard on that toast.]

The next morning

[fausvampire]

[Her response stunned him into silence and he didn't say anything for a moment, instead just going about eating his eggs and sausage. He hadn't expected something that direct for the girl who'd been meekly sitting here watching him cook just a moment ago, and he liked it.

That attitude. He liked it a lot.]

Thanks. I appreciate that.