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Post by cestlamort on Mar 1, 2016 20:14:35 GMT -6
After turning on the stove for the water to boil, Nathaniel took out a skillet and set to work slicing mushrooms and garlic. Afterwards, he poured a small amount of oil onto the skillet and browned the mushrooms and garlic. The entire time his eyebrows were furrowed, and it was a bit unclear as to whether or not this was because he was concentrating on cooking or straining to hear the radio over the sizzling of the oil.
When the water finally started boiling, he emptied the mushrooms and garlic into a bowl and put a couple handfuls of spaghetti into the pot, then turned back into the mushrooms and garlic and let them simmer in a sauce.
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Post by AssassinPerson on Mar 2, 2016 17:42:01 GMT -6
"Almost done..." Serena says as she then sorts out what she could, stopping to glance at the red stain on his robes before getting to work again "Just doing this..." she mutters before standing up "Done! Now to clear the stuff I used up" and she walks off to tidy up.
Conner suddenly sits up "Where is Darius?" he suddenly asks, turning hus head to see the time "It isn't too late but..." he sighs. Hopefully the other man was OK.
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Post by cestlamort on Mar 2, 2016 19:00:55 GMT -6
The radio in the kitchen displayed the time, and once the pasta was finished, Nathaniel turned off the stove and stared at the small screen for a moment. Darius wasn't back yet. It hadn't been quite an hour since he left, but still... what was taking him so long? There was a store nearby that he usually went to, and it wasn't like he had to get very many things either. He reached towards the landline phone on the counter, but then stopped upon remembering that Darius didn't have his phone with him.
Nathaniel turned the radio off and exited the kitchen. "Is everything going fine?" he asked, eyeing Conner, a bit surprised that he would be able to sit up so soon.
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Post by AssassinPerson on Mar 3, 2016 2:19:52 GMT -6
"Yeah, he should be fine. He wil certainly live" Serena says while glancing over to where Conner was sat.
"I don't think your friend is fine, something is telling me he isn't fine. It is just a feeling... One that I rarely ever get..." Conner says, still watching the clock and not looking at any of the others
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Post by cestlamort on Mar 3, 2016 22:02:08 GMT -6
Nathaniel ran a hand through his hair. Something didn't feel quite right to him either. "Yeah, I---" he was cut off by the phone ringing. He walked back into the kitchen, where the phone was, and frowned a bit when the caller ID said "Unknown."
He noticed that he left the pasta uncovered, and started digging through a drawer for a lid. "Hello?"
"Nate?"
"Darius?" Nathaniel said into the phone, the lid in his hand clattering back into the drawer. He stood up straight. "Where are you?"
There was silence. A voice in the background spoke.
"I don't have very long to talk, okay Nate? I'm alright now, but tomorrow at one in the afternoon, you have to come," Darius said the address.
"Darius, wha--"
The line went dead.
"The police station?" Nathaniel said quietly, still holding the phone to his ear. "Darius?" When there was no answer, he hung up and sighed, rubbing his eyes. Go to the police station at one in the afternoon? Why was Darius even at the police station? Did someone see him at the cafe and then report him for helping Conner?
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Post by AssassinPerson on Mar 4, 2016 13:52:15 GMT -6
"Did you say Police Station?" Serena asks, realizing that this could be a problem. "I would come but... They might recognize me. Not everyone has eyes that are pale red like mine" she sighs then looks at Conner "But I mighy be able to pass off as another person if I change what I'm wearing and how I do my hair" she says thoughtfully.
"Told you something bad happened" Conner says, not moving at all. He was assessing the building and how it was from what he knew, and he was deciding if it was safe of not.
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Post by cestlamort on Mar 5, 2016 20:51:39 GMT -6
"Yes, but I'm not to be there until tomorrow afternoon." Nathaniel cast a sideways glance at Conner and then looked at Serena. He knew that the two of them were probably more than capable of defending themselves in most cases, but if they got hurt---particularly Serena---he didn't know anyone who was able to treat serious injuries. "It might not be a good idea for either of you to come. I don't know the situation I'm walking into, and if it's a bad one and something happens to all of us at once then Darius is out of luck."
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Post by AssassinPerson on Mar 6, 2016 17:13:51 GMT -6
"Serena can stay here with me, we will be able to hold the base until you get back if you are able to. If not then try to let us know by sending a message from your phone to his phone which he might not be getting back for a while now" Conner says, leaving Serena to just wonder why he said that and she sat down instead " I should be alright soon anyway. When that happens, I will be up and able to do stuff again"
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Post by cestlamort on Mar 6, 2016 23:14:00 GMT -6
Nathaniel blinked once in what might have been surprise that Conner didn't argue against what he had said about the two of them staying behind. When he voiced his opinion in important matters, somehow his thoughts were always "illogical". The expression lasted only a second, however, and afterwards his face was unreadable. He shifted his weight onto one foot. "Alright. Assuming they don't search me, if that phone" ---he motioned towards Darius' phone--- "receives a text with an ampersand tomorrow, then something has happened."
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Post by AssassinPerson on Mar 7, 2016 2:07:41 GMT -6
"OK then. We will be able to wait for you" Serena says before glancing at Conner "Well... I will be able to do so. He might not be so patient and willing to sit still. I know what he can be like, he always wants to be doing something"
The Assassin finally looked around the room, first looking at Serena and then at Nathaniel. "I will stay inside as long as I am able to. I won't go too far. I have to have some things to do though, if I have nothing to do then my boredom goes through the roof"
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Post by cestlamort on Mar 7, 2016 17:47:44 GMT -6
"Ah," Nathaniel smiled a bit. "My... A friend of mine is the same way. He likes spending a lot of time outdoors, always working on some project." Come to think of it, I haven't heard from him in a while. He was quiet for a few moments, but then cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses. "Anyway, the two of you are probably hungry. I made some pasta. Would you like some?"
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Post by AssassinPerson on Mar 8, 2016 2:26:33 GMT -6
"Sounds nice, thank you" Serena says, she had a smile on her face.
Conner had a slight frown for most of this until he finally says "If you really are letting us have some proper food then sure. I haven't actually eaten proper food in ages"
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Post by cestlamort on Mar 8, 2016 11:07:13 GMT -6
"I'll be right back then," Nathaniel said before walking into the kitchen and filling three bowls with the pasta he made, and grabbed some forks. He then carried them back to the living room and gave them to Serena and Conner.
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Post by Assassin Is Lazy on Mar 9, 2016 11:14:10 GMT -6
Serena nods in thanks and shifts slightly in the seat that she was in to be more comfortable.
Conner moves to sit down on the sofa and says "Thanks" to Nathaniel
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Post by Hollow needs to sleep on Mar 10, 2016 22:44:53 GMT -6
Nathaniel smiled in acknowledgement to their thanks, then placed his bowl on the coffee table before piling Darius' laundry in the basket. What was happening to him now? Was he okay? Was he hurt? Say he assumed the worse: the police arrested Darius without a fair trial. Say they violated his rights. Then what? Nathaniel sniffed once and then brought a hand up to his face. He was standing in such a way, almost with his back to Serena and Conner, that it could've been his hair that he was brushing away. He set the basket off to the side and then sat down with his pasta.
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