Post #19

[alice_abernathy]

After a quick shower Alice regretfully puts on the same clothes that she wore yesterday. Later, she plans on sneaking back into the hotel and getting some clothes, hopefully he won’t be there. She runs her hands through her wet hair then straightens up the bathroom, wiping the drops of water off of the floor then throwing the towels and wash rags in the hamper. Once she’s all done she takes a quick look around and nods once. Everything looks okay. She’s still not sure how she got here exactly but then again a lot of things from the past few days are fuzzy. But that’s all beside the point, there’s no need to be a slob and take advantage of the hospitality she’s been offered.

Me and the bathroom are c-lean! Okay, here’s the plan, go back to my… the room and tidy that up too then hunt up some food before I start gnawing on a door frame or something.

She practically tip toes back to the room, it’s not that she’s afraid of anybody catching her; it’s more along the lines that she doesn’t want to disturb anybody. Her stomach starts growling as she makes the bed and that makes her work faster. She feels like she could take on the worlds but she’s ravenous! She smoothes the wrinkles out of the bed covers than heads back out into the hallway and down the stairs. She vaguely remembers that she was in a kitchen once and she’s pretty sure it’s still there.

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[leela1.livejournal.com]

"You know, that would be great. We have a bunch of maple trees on the outskirts of the apple and pear orchard."

"You know, speaking of the outdoors, have you seen Jasper lately?" She turns to Alice. "Jasper is my owl. She' not tame, but she's.. trained I guess. She's a messenger owl. So if you see this great white thing flying through the house? It's her."

"Oh, and no, she doesn't bite."

[slave-for-rent.livejournal.com]

He smiles and bows.

"Thank you"

[alice_abernathy]

*nodding* "White owl... not a delusion, check. I'm glad you told me or I'd think I was going even more crazy."

[slave-for-rent.livejournal.com]

"I'm afraid I haven't seen her. I'll keep an eye out"

[leela1.livejournal.com]

"If I minded you staying," Leela ducks behind Matthew and comes out on the other side around the island in the middle of the floor. "I wouldn't have invited you in the first place!"

"Get your stuff, bring it back. No worries. This house, I built it so that we could have friends stay any time, long as they need. And you are in that catagory - that of friends, I mean."

[leela1.livejournal.com]

"She's probably still out hunting again. No worries. I let her out of the study this morning before dawn."

[leela1.livejournal.com]

"He certainly is. Breakfast hero, and nightmare slayer." Leela smiles at him, waves his hands away. "Matthew, I can do the coffee - would you get me some mellon and raspberries with cream for breakfast? You know me, can't eat cooked foods after a healing."

[alice_abernathy]

Alice watches the hustle and bustle intently before answering. Nobody's mentioning plans of attack, nobody's talking about where they're going to attack and nobody looks like they're on the verge of a nervous breakdown, this is... nice!

"I promise you won't hear one more word out of me, questioning any of this any more. I am honored that I am in that category... okay so I lied, one more thing."

((sorry it's taking me so long to respond, seems chaos has taken over my house LOL! ))

[leela1.livejournal.com]

"oh? What's that?" Leela ducked out of the way again, ducking under Matthew's arm as he turned to the stove.

"I swear, sometimes it's like a ballet in here. Matthew is intent on caring for me, and I am intent on making it easier for him." Leela giggles and leans back once more, tnen slides out of his way and walks around the kitchen to Alice.

[slave-for-rent.livejournal.com]

Matthew backs off and nods.

"Of course mistress, as you wish" he sets about getting her simple breakfast and places it on the table

[alice_abernathy]

"You're lucky that he wants to take care of you. And you Matthew if you don't mind me saying are lucky too, that she wants to make it easier. Yeah, I'm being bold." She smiles over at Matthew before turning her attenion back on Leela. "Just that thank you for rescuing me. And not asking me to, well do what I can do. If you, either of you, ever need anything, even if it's just guard duty. I'm willing to offer my services as a former security op and current member of the LDG club."

[leela1.livejournal.com]

"And you, Matthew? What would you like for breakfast? You know, one of these days I am going to command you to sit down and tell me what you want to eat - make you to relax while I'm cooking it for you. I'll even serve it to you, just to see the look on your face."

Sitting down in the sunroom where he'd placed her breakfast Leela starts giggling. "Come on Alice, breakfast time! Here, you can share some of mine if you'd like Matthew - or did you make yourself something?

[slave-for-rent.livejournal.com]

He laughs.

"Well if it were a command I'd have no choice" He smiles.

"I ate already this morning mistress, before I began cleaning. Thank you"

He finishes cooking Alice's breakfast and places her plate across from Leela's

[alice_abernathy]

Alice follows behind the other woman and tries hard not to ogle the the sun room but damn! She gives herself a little shake then sits down on one of the couches. What happened to the calm cool woman who faced down zombie dogs because obviously she's not here. She chuckles softly to herself than smiles over at Leela.

"You know I think breakfast is the greatest word in any language... and hey if you do that I'll take the pictures."

[leela1.livejournal.com]

"I am lucky. Very lucky. But there have been times in my life when I was unlucky, so I think it all balances out, someday."

"And," Leela hands her a cup of coffee, pouring some cream and sugar into her own "I did not rescue you. You rescued yourself. You made the choice, walked the walk. I was simply here when you got here."

"But you did it Alice. You saved yourself."

[alice_abernathy]

Alice's eyes get huge when he sets her plate in front of her.

"Thank you! It looks delicious. Yeah, my hero."

[slave-for-rent.livejournal.com]

"You're entirely welcome. Please, enjoy"

[leela1.livejournal.com]

"I dunno, I think that it's tied with the word sleep. Yea, breakfast and sleep. Oh yea, we must not forget the word chocolate either."

Leela concentrated on scooping out the melon, then eats a spoon full of raspberries and cream. "I'm glad you're here, Alice. Matthew knows so much about cooking but all I generally eat is simple stuff. He's been dying to actually cook and create. something special."

[alice_abernathy]

Alice licks her lips as she picks up her fork. The pancakes look just the same as the ones her grandma made! She glances up at him for a second before digging in.

"No thank you... really."

[slave-for-rent.livejournal.com]

He grins and nods. Standing by the table in case either lady should need anything.

[alice_abernathy]

Alice looks over and shrugs.

"Then I'll make sure to tax the virus alot because whenever I over do, I get ravenous. I'll be glad to think of several things he could make." She pauses and takes a bite, reminding herself that chewing is nessecary. She swallows than smiles brightly. "I'm glad I'm here too, been a long time since I've had a friend not connected to Umbrella."

[leela1.livejournal.com]

Leela looks up at him and sighs. No matter how many times she's told him to sit with them and relax; he would always be up and waiting on them the next mealtime. She shakes her head and scrunches her nose at him, then giggles and takes another sip of coffee.

[slave-for-rent.livejournal.com]

He shrugs helplessly. He's loved the time he's spent with his new mistress and wants to do nothing but serve her.

[leela1.livejournal.com]

"If I'm not being too nosy, Alice? How does one tax a virus? Not being a smartass, but I really have no clue what you mean by that." Leela pauses between bites.

"And what's wrong with umbrellas? I love the weather, but even I don't like to be rained on all the time."

[leela1.livejournal.com]

She glances around, then picks up her coffee mug, slirps the last of it.

"Matthew, would you mind?" Holding out the empty mug. "I'd love some more, please."