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[sai_delgado]

Susan comes in through the lake door and goes up to one end of the bar, smiling.

Shortly afterwards, she's settled on the couch by the fireplace with white tea and an orange, and a little bit of bread and cheese-- and looks content.

[Susan and Kitty talk about their respective worlds' view of mutations, then go for a walk in the air, and finally discuss Derry and discover something they have in common; Susan has a brief conversation with Anthy about horses and riding; and Desire shares fruit, and they talk about children-- Derry and Meg and children in general. It's possibly worth noting that Desire seems fairly interested in this conversation... (slowtimed).]

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[true_desire]

Evidently, the Endless also made a stop at the bar: There's a white summer peach in Desire's hand as he wanders by, idly slicing it into pieces with a knife pilfered from the eating utensils stored behind the counter.

Desire doesn't seem to have it in mind to specifically talk to Susan -- but the Endless is meandering awfully close to her seat with that treat.

[sai_delgado]

Close enough that she'd be rude indeed were she not to offer a greeting, oh aye.

Susan looks up at him and smiles.

"Good day, sai Desire. Long days and pleasant nights."

[true_desire]

"And may you have twice the number," Desire returns, almost absently -- and offers her the piece just sliced free of the fruit, ignoring the juice that covers his hand and leaves his fingers sticky. "Peach?"

[sai_delgado]

She's not certain at first if she should dare, and so she hesitates for a moment-- and then smiles, and carefully takes the offered fruit.

"Thankee-sai-- it's thoughtful of ye, say true."

[true_desire]

Once Susan takes the offered slice, Desire's knife moves against the fruit and claims a sliver of the peach for himself. The Endless takes it between his teeth and eats with a thoughtful expression.

"Tch." Desire eyes the fruit, and sets the knife aside. "Not bad. I still prefer Bernard's creation -- but it would seem the Bar has decreed it is too early for a wet georgia peach, even for me. How do'ee fare, Sue?"

[sai_delgado]

Even as he speaks, she takes a small bite of the peach herself, then carefully lays it on a napkin.

"I'm well -- well enough, say true." A breath, and something strikes her-- Susan looks up at Desire and tells him, "Yer-- she'd be yer niece, I wot?-- she's very dear."

[true_desire]

"Derry? Yes, she would be." Whether Desire means his niece or dear remains to be seen -- but Desire really hasn't spent much time with Del's daughter.
Desire doesn't really spend much time with babies, now that it's brought up: Sure, they have wants, but they're so simple. Eat, sleep, play, demand attention.

... Sounds a bit like Desire, doesn't it?

[sai_delgado]

More than a little, mayhap, though babies might be thought by some to be less trouble than one of the Seven.

Susan beams at him. "She is, say true-- a dear berry, and no question. I were glad to help look after her for a little."

[true_desire]

"It's nicer when they aren't yours," Desire advises, smirking faintly. "You can always hand them back when you're ready."

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Anthy's got tea of her own, though no oranges, and she settles near Susan, with a friendly smile. "How are you?"

[sai_delgado]

"Good day, Anthy," she says, smiling back. "Long days and pleasant nights."

"I'm well enough, thankee-sai-- and yerself?"

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine, thank you." She begins to stir sugar into the tea. "And Kiseki?"

[sai_delgado]

"Oh, he's well." Susan seems amused, oh aye. "Spoiled, mayhap-- but there's no harm from it I've seen."

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

"Spoiled?" Anthy's eyes widen. "He doesn't seem so -- contented, but it's not the same, is it?"

[sai_delgado]

"Nay, it's not," Susan says, laughing. "I only meant that he's fond of all the attention he gets."

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm glad he's happy," she says, and takes a sip of tea. "They're all sweet horses."

[sai_delgado]

Except for the Night Mare, she thinks, with a little shiver-- but Susan doesn't say it, for it's not Serenity's fault.

"Aye, and I'm pleased with them, and with the stables entire," she says, smiling. "And I'm glad ye like him too-- ye did well when ye rode him before."

[prydeful]

Kitty has no food. Sad. But she looks fairly content herself, as she approaches, hands in her pockets. "Hi." Faint smile. "Derry didn't turn you into an artichoke, or something, then I'm guessing?"

[sai_delgado]

"Good day, Kitty," Susan tells her, smiling. "Nay-- she weren't any trouble at all, really, say true."

"How do'ee fare?"

[prydeful]

"Oh, good. I was hoping she would behave." The smile's a bit brighter now. "Rather well. I managed a vacation without being shot at. This is a first for me in a while, and frankly, made me happier than the vacation itself did. Yourself?"

[sai_delgado]

Susan looks startled now, oh aye.

"Without being shot at?" She blinks, then nods. "She were very dear-- 'Bert adored her too, and didn't mind that his coffee were mango juice."

Beat. "Blue mango juice."

[prydeful]

"...Oh. Erm. Yes." She looks a bit sheepish. "The, um. Well, I have a...dangerous sort of profession. Hence the bruises when I asked you about Derry." They're faded enough now she managed to cover them with foundation, at least.

She's very good at covering injuries, by now.

"So, tendency to get shot at. Or have explosions go off, or such, but being shot at annoys me a bit more.



Kitty laughs then. "Oh, hell, I meant to warn you about that. She does the same to me. I don't think she thinks coffee can taste very good. Either that or she's a mischievous little thing. Or both."

[sai_delgado]

"Mayhap both," she agrees. "But she left my hot chocolate alone."

She sobers, then, looking at Kitty. "Aye-- I kennit." Simply said, and no more than that.

[prydeful]

"She must like you more than me, then," with a faint grin.

She nod, and looks at Susan for a moment, then the bar in general. "Many people here seem to. More than in my world, anyway."

[sai_delgado]

"I were new to her, do'ee ken?" Susan giggles. "Mayhap that's all it were."

"Aye-- ye're not the only one with -- with such a profession here, I wot."