John embraced her manly-y and relished in the delightful scent that was Benadryl, Eau de Halls, and tissues. "Well, if that's the case, then I'll certainly not share in the fruits of being born on Half off Heart Shaped Candy Day no matter what those fakers on Wiki say. Bad day?"
"Well, if that's the way you feel, then I guess you can't partake in shower therapy. I've got one of those shower ...things. Y'know, it looks like a urinal cake but it's supposed to clear your sinuses?" He wagged his eyebrows at her in the direction of the showerbath.
John caught her as she listed slightly starboard. "Easy, there, killer. Mayhaps I should join you, just to make sure you don't fall over if you take a shower, or fall asleep and drown if you take a bath. I, uh, have some bath-y things." He looked a bit sheepish.
"Hi, John!" she answered automatically before her brain caught up with the fact that he was nearly naked. And the part of him that was not naked was dressed in underwear. She blushed to the roots of her hair.
"Um... erm..." she stammered. "Is...is this a bad time? Because I'll just come back later and-" Kiki broke off. "Um, John? There's, uh... there's a bra on your bed. I mean, alternative modes of dress are completely acceptable, I - I'm just surprised. That's all."
Kiki's blush has rounded the corner of red and is fast approaching vermillion. Maybe even crimson.
Kiki's eyes widened at the appearance of Sydney, and then widened still further as they took in what Sydney was wearing - or rather, what she wasn't wearing, to be more precise. And Kiki's eyes widened impossibly further as she watched John slickly cop a feel as Sydney wobbled on her feet. Entirely shocked, Kiki did a sorry impression of a gawking fish as her brain tried to produce sounds to go with her open mouth.
"I - I -" she stammered, stepping back. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry - I - oh, um - HiSydneyfeelbettersoon!" Kiki gasped out in a rush at last, taking another step back. "I'msorryIdidn'tmeantointerupt!"
Kiki was just turning to flee down the hall as fast as she could and John's words halted her in her tracks.
"I...uh..." Pressing her hand to her temple for a moment, Kiki pushed away all the jumbled emotions that were trembling under her surprise and focused on the question. "What's wrong? I, uhm, I have a few herbal remedies that, uh, that might help."
"Um, yes," Kiki answered, and without another word, fled.
She raced up the stairs to the fourth floor, broom clanking against the steps occasionally as she took them two at a time. She flung open the door to her room and tossed her broom carelessly in the corner before she dropped to her knees beside her bed, resting her forehead against the quilt.
So. John and Sydney? That certainly went some way for explanation. She blinked away the tears she felt stinging her eyes - well, what had she expected, anyway? It had been one kiss that now had been over for a month and a half. It was the result of Crowley's enchantments that night anyway - wasn't it? It hadn't meant anything - then, or now.
"Stupid," Kiki muttered to herself, and then rapidly yanked a box out from beneath her bed. She rummaged through it and plucked out a small vial and a bag of dried herbs - which looked absolutely nothing like marijuana - and, giving her head a brusque shake, hurried back downstairs to room 101 again.
"Here," she said, holding out both items. Her voice was faintly strained, and her face oddly inscrutable. "The vial is a good potion for sore throats when added to hot tea. Add the herbs to a hot bath and breathe the steam; they will help to clear out your sinuses."
Kiki took a step back again, not looking at him but down and to the side with her head bowed a little. "Yeah," she said hastily. She raised her head and flashed a quick smile over her face. "Yes, I'm fine. Tell Sydney I hope she feels better soon, and just ask if you need any more of the herbal stuff. Oh, and let me know when you're setting up Assassins; I'll help you plan if you want," she added quickly. She took another step back, then whirled around and hurried out the door.
Kiki paused in the doorway, hoping she didn't look as disquieted as she felt. She laughs, a trifle nervously. "No, no, it's not marijuana. It's a medicinal herb that my mother grows in her garden. It's magical." She stopped, flustered. "I mean, not magical in that way, magical as in belonging to true magic and you won't find in any ordinary botanical book; my mom uses it in her potions. It really does help colds a lot."
John relaxed. I mean, this was Kiki. Despite her flirtings with Crowley, she's got a near-freakin'-halo.
"Thanks. I mean, it's you, so, I wasn't worried, but, still. Ya hear about 'magic herb' and you start thinking a little more MaryJane and mushrooms, y'know?"
John tilted his head a little. "You're a true friend, Keeks. I might hafta owe ya one."
"Right, sure," Kiki answered somewhat mechanically, resting one hand on the door frame. "Just let me know when. Um - I've got a lot of reading I need to finish for Professor Chaucer, so I'll catch up with you later, ok?"
She vanished from the doorway and as soon as she heard the sound of the door shutting behind her, she heaved a huge sigh of relief. Kiki made a beeline for her room.
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no matter what those fakers on Wiki say. Bad day?"no subject
"So you came down here to infect me? Aw, sweetie, that's so cute." Big grin.
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"Um... erm..." she stammered. "Is...is this a bad time? Because I'll just come back later and-" Kiki broke off. "Um, John? There's, uh... there's a bra on your bed. I mean, alternative modes of dress are completely acceptable, I - I'm just surprised. That's all."
Kiki's blush has rounded the corner of red and is fast approaching vermillion. Maybe even crimson.
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"I - I -" she stammered, stepping back. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry - I - oh, um - HiSydneyfeelbettersoon!" Kiki gasped out in a rush at last, taking another step back. "I'msorryIdidn'tmeantointerupt!"
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"I...uh..." Pressing her hand to her temple for a moment, Kiki pushed away all the jumbled emotions that were trembling under her surprise and focused on the question. "What's wrong? I, uhm, I have a few herbal remedies that, uh, that might help."
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She raced up the stairs to the fourth floor, broom clanking against the steps occasionally as she took them two at a time. She flung open the door to her room and tossed her broom carelessly in the corner before she dropped to her knees beside her bed, resting her forehead against the quilt.
So. John and Sydney? That certainly went some way for explanation. She blinked away the tears she felt stinging her eyes - well, what had she expected, anyway? It had been one kiss that now had been over for a month and a half. It was the result of Crowley's enchantments that night anyway - wasn't it? It hadn't meant anything - then, or now.
"Stupid," Kiki muttered to herself, and then rapidly yanked a box out from beneath her bed. She rummaged through it and plucked out a small vial and a bag of dried herbs - which looked absolutely nothing like marijuana - and, giving her head a brusque shake, hurried back downstairs to room 101 again.
"Here," she said, holding out both items. Her voice was faintly strained, and her face oddly inscrutable. "The vial is a good potion for sore throats when added to hot tea. Add the herbs to a hot bath and breathe the steam; they will help to clear out your sinuses."
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John turned to the retreating Kiki. "Hey, Keeks... you okay? You seem a bit... I dunno, off." He holds the two items up. Kiki has weed?
"Keeks? Oregano?" he said, hefting the
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Kiki paused in the doorway, hoping she didn't look as disquieted as she felt. She laughs, a trifle nervously. "No, no, it's not marijuana. It's a medicinal herb that my mother grows in her garden. It's magical." She stopped, flustered. "I mean, not magical in that way, magical as in belonging to true magic and you won't find in any ordinary botanical book; my mom uses it in her potions. It really does help colds a lot."
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"Thanks. I mean, it's you, so, I wasn't worried, but, still. Ya hear about 'magic herb' and you start thinking a little more MaryJane and mushrooms, y'know?"
John tilted his head a little. "You're a true friend, Keeks. I might hafta owe ya one."
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"Um, yeah. I've been trying to go over the Assassin thing, and I'll definitely need help figuring that out, if you're willing."
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John's not insensitive, he's just male. And therefore clueless.
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She vanished from the doorway and as soon as she heard the sound of the door shutting behind her, she heaved a huge sigh of relief. Kiki made a beeline for her room.