Zel stood in the doorway, looking around him. It was obvious it was a house, though it was like nothing he'd ever seen before. Removing her shoes, Amelia gave him and the others a quick glance, weighing things out in her mind, before shrugging, "Follow me..."
She led Zel down a small hallway and into the living room, gesturing to a couch. Gently, he set her down, folding her arms across her stomach so she wouldn't fall off. Gourry shuddered, she looked almost dead like that....
Zel took a seat in the overstuffed chair beside the couch, watching her intently. Amelia took the other chair, and Gourry sat on the loveseat. Seeing a good oppertunity, Xel draped himself across the student, purring softly, "You know, I could get used to this...." Gourry threw him off, grunting, and he pouted, "I see your vocabulary hasn't changed..."
They sat. And sat, and sat some more. A not-completely comfortable silence filled the room. Amelia fidgited, "Uhh...Can I get you guys anything? I mean, this isn't really my house, and I'm sure Lina wouldn't mind. Well, she would, but, this is, well, kind of...." She bit her lip.
Zelgadiss, drawn somewhat out of his reverie, turned his gaze to her, "Coffee would be nice..."
Amelia nodded, standing, "Anything else? Gourry?"
"I'll have pop, please...And a snack!"
"Xe - er, Mister Xelloss?"
"I'll have what Gourry's having....pop...hee hee...pop...."
"Umm.....right..."
Amelia left, though a little more quickly than she normally would have. And she also took her time getting everyone's stuff. She re-entered holding a plate of nachos and cheese, putting them on the little table. Handing Xel and Gourry each a glass of Coke, and zel a mug, she sat down, nursing her own glass of milk. Zel took his drink giving a small mutter of thanks, and took a swallow. His face twisted and he resisted the urge to spit it out, "Umm, Amelia?"
"Yes?"
"What kind of coffee is this?"
She blinked, a small blush painting her cheeks, "Decafe...I-it's all Lina has...."
Sighing, Zel rummaged around in his pouch, removing a small bag of coffee beans, "May I?"
"Uhhh....Yeah. The grinders beside the microwave, and you may have to change the filter...."
He raised an eyebrow, confusion getting the better of his independence, "Perhaps you should show me..."
Nodding, she stood and led the strange man into the kitchen, blush still fully in place. Why was she blushing? Well, it's not like he isn't attractive, but...uhh...damn, this was gonna be a long day...
Above the soft clatter of dishes, and the whir of the coffee grinder, Xel grinned, inching his way ever closer to Gourry, who was a little preoccupied with the snack, "So....this is pop?" He ventured, holding the glass.
"Yep..." Gourry took a swallow of his drink, swooshing it around a bit before swallowing, "Coke, tastes like..."
"Coke..." Xel took a swig of his own pop, and nearly sputtered it right back out a again. Gulping, he rubbed his eye a bit, resisting the urge to cough, "It burns..."
"Yeah! Ain't it great?" Gourry downed the rest of his glass, 'ahh'ing loudly, and burping. Xel made a face.
"MmmHhmm...." He rolled his eyes, picking at a loose thread in the sofa. His eyes ventured towards Lina, who was still lying there like one dead. What if she didn't wake up...? No, don't think about that...
Wait. As he watched, he saw here eyelids flutter, and she stirred slightly. Ruby eyes opened slowly, slightly clouded with confusion. She mouthed the word 'Zelgadiss', blinked, and sat up, holding a hand to her head. Phew....
Zel was just about done in the kitchen, amazed at all the strange devices it held for heating, freezing, cooking, cooling, and just about everything else. He eyes the coffee maker with a twinge of jealousy...He wished he had one...
He had just finished pouring himself a glass when he heard Gourry gasp. Without sparing a backword glance, he bolted to the den, Amelia on his heels.
Zelgadiss ran into the room, Amelia not far behind him. Lina looked up, her mouth forming a small 'o' of surprise as she recognized Zel. However, as she got her bearings, and notices Xelloss, the 'o' quickly turned to a tight line as her lips pursed together and her brow furrowed. A familiar fire ignited in her eyes, "Just what, the HELL, are you two still doing here, and why, the HELL, are you in my house?!" Her voice lowered and a growl worked it's way into her tone, "Amelia..."
The only person in the room who answered to that name blanched, "Uh...I-I brought them here, Lina, not that I w-wanted to, but...You passed out, and Zelgadiss, er...Gourry was going to charge you, but Xelloss didn't, umm, they didn't take off their shoes, and I, coffee....you're not a couple..."
"..."
"Mmmyep."
Zelgadiss sat in the chair he had occupied earlier, wringing his hands nervously. He cleared his throat a few times and finally got the words out, "We needed to get you out of the open, since a group of people standing around an unconscious woman is suspicious in any world. Your...home...was the closest, and Amelia agreed to show us here because she was worried about you..."
"Plus, chimera boy here wanted to carry you, and needed to find a house with a big enough bed for two..."
Both looked away, a blush creeping up Zelgadiss' face at the priest's implications. Lina, after her initial shock, cast a somewhat half hearted glare, "Did you actually carry me all the way here?"
He nodded.
"...Thank you."
"..."
The tension built as the silence continued.
"..."
"Can I watch?"
Gourry, confused as ever, and not quite able to comprehend the perverseness of Xelloss' words, decided that the best thing to do was to ignore him, "So, uh, what are we gonna do?"
Lina crossed her arms and leaned back, "IWe/i, Gourry, aren't going to do Ianything/i! You," she pointed at Xelloss, "And you," to Zelgadiss, "Are going to get out of my house, and out of my life. Now!" But something in her eyes betrayed her uncertainty.
Xelloss' eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly, "You can't do that Lina..."
Her hand hovered dangerously close to a strange object, "You wanna try me? I'll call the police..."
Uh-oh, this could be bad, "Look, Lina..."
Her glare transferred to him, but didn't soften.
Zel rubbed a temple, and returned her glare with one of his own, "You really want us out? Completely? Gone forever and ever?"
After a split-second hesitation, she nodded slowly, her glare turning to a sideways look of confusion.
His features didn't change, but he stood, "You mean to tell me that whole spell," he winced at the pun that no one else seemed to catch, "Back there, was nothing more then mere coincidence? That you Inormally/i just mumble incoherent thoughts about the destruction of a Dark Lord and lapse into unconsciousness? Are you saying that you don't give a damn about any of this?" His voice had continually risen, and he raked a hand through his hair, blinked as he realized again that he was human, and collapsed back into the chair, looking totally spent.
She watched him, eyes wide. Thinking back, she relived, as best she could, the flashes of memories and incoherent thought that had been bashed into her brain earlier. Absently, she tugged her ear and then met Zel's eyes, which burned with perplexed intensity. Her hand moved away from the telephone and came to rest back in her lap.
Amelia watched her, "Lina?"
At the mention of her name, she closed her eyes and buried her head in her hands, "Shit. Holy, freaking, bloody, SHIT!"
She led Zel down a small hallway and into the living room, gesturing to a couch. Gently, he set her down, folding her arms across her stomach so she wouldn't fall off. Gourry shuddered, she looked almost dead like that....
Zel took a seat in the overstuffed chair beside the couch, watching her intently. Amelia took the other chair, and Gourry sat on the loveseat. Seeing a good oppertunity, Xel draped himself across the student, purring softly, "You know, I could get used to this...." Gourry threw him off, grunting, and he pouted, "I see your vocabulary hasn't changed..."
They sat. And sat, and sat some more. A not-completely comfortable silence filled the room. Amelia fidgited, "Uhh...Can I get you guys anything? I mean, this isn't really my house, and I'm sure Lina wouldn't mind. Well, she would, but, this is, well, kind of...." She bit her lip.
Zelgadiss, drawn somewhat out of his reverie, turned his gaze to her, "Coffee would be nice..."
Amelia nodded, standing, "Anything else? Gourry?"
"I'll have pop, please...And a snack!"
"Xe - er, Mister Xelloss?"
"I'll have what Gourry's having....pop...hee hee...pop...."
"Umm.....right..."
Amelia left, though a little more quickly than she normally would have. And she also took her time getting everyone's stuff. She re-entered holding a plate of nachos and cheese, putting them on the little table. Handing Xel and Gourry each a glass of Coke, and zel a mug, she sat down, nursing her own glass of milk. Zel took his drink giving a small mutter of thanks, and took a swallow. His face twisted and he resisted the urge to spit it out, "Umm, Amelia?"
"Yes?"
"What kind of coffee is this?"
She blinked, a small blush painting her cheeks, "Decafe...I-it's all Lina has...."
Sighing, Zel rummaged around in his pouch, removing a small bag of coffee beans, "May I?"
"Uhhh....Yeah. The grinders beside the microwave, and you may have to change the filter...."
He raised an eyebrow, confusion getting the better of his independence, "Perhaps you should show me..."
Nodding, she stood and led the strange man into the kitchen, blush still fully in place. Why was she blushing? Well, it's not like he isn't attractive, but...uhh...damn, this was gonna be a long day...
Above the soft clatter of dishes, and the whir of the coffee grinder, Xel grinned, inching his way ever closer to Gourry, who was a little preoccupied with the snack, "So....this is pop?" He ventured, holding the glass.
"Yep..." Gourry took a swallow of his drink, swooshing it around a bit before swallowing, "Coke, tastes like..."
"Coke..." Xel took a swig of his own pop, and nearly sputtered it right back out a again. Gulping, he rubbed his eye a bit, resisting the urge to cough, "It burns..."
"Yeah! Ain't it great?" Gourry downed the rest of his glass, 'ahh'ing loudly, and burping. Xel made a face.
"MmmHhmm...." He rolled his eyes, picking at a loose thread in the sofa. His eyes ventured towards Lina, who was still lying there like one dead. What if she didn't wake up...? No, don't think about that...
Wait. As he watched, he saw here eyelids flutter, and she stirred slightly. Ruby eyes opened slowly, slightly clouded with confusion. She mouthed the word 'Zelgadiss', blinked, and sat up, holding a hand to her head. Phew....
Zel was just about done in the kitchen, amazed at all the strange devices it held for heating, freezing, cooking, cooling, and just about everything else. He eyes the coffee maker with a twinge of jealousy...He wished he had one...
He had just finished pouring himself a glass when he heard Gourry gasp. Without sparing a backword glance, he bolted to the den, Amelia on his heels.
Zelgadiss ran into the room, Amelia not far behind him. Lina looked up, her mouth forming a small 'o' of surprise as she recognized Zel. However, as she got her bearings, and notices Xelloss, the 'o' quickly turned to a tight line as her lips pursed together and her brow furrowed. A familiar fire ignited in her eyes, "Just what, the HELL, are you two still doing here, and why, the HELL, are you in my house?!" Her voice lowered and a growl worked it's way into her tone, "Amelia..."
The only person in the room who answered to that name blanched, "Uh...I-I brought them here, Lina, not that I w-wanted to, but...You passed out, and Zelgadiss, er...Gourry was going to charge you, but Xelloss didn't, umm, they didn't take off their shoes, and I, coffee....you're not a couple..."
"..."
"Mmmyep."
Zelgadiss sat in the chair he had occupied earlier, wringing his hands nervously. He cleared his throat a few times and finally got the words out, "We needed to get you out of the open, since a group of people standing around an unconscious woman is suspicious in any world. Your...home...was the closest, and Amelia agreed to show us here because she was worried about you..."
"Plus, chimera boy here wanted to carry you, and needed to find a house with a big enough bed for two..."
Both looked away, a blush creeping up Zelgadiss' face at the priest's implications. Lina, after her initial shock, cast a somewhat half hearted glare, "Did you actually carry me all the way here?"
He nodded.
"...Thank you."
"..."
The tension built as the silence continued.
"..."
"Can I watch?"
Gourry, confused as ever, and not quite able to comprehend the perverseness of Xelloss' words, decided that the best thing to do was to ignore him, "So, uh, what are we gonna do?"
Lina crossed her arms and leaned back, "IWe/i, Gourry, aren't going to do Ianything/i! You," she pointed at Xelloss, "And you," to Zelgadiss, "Are going to get out of my house, and out of my life. Now!" But something in her eyes betrayed her uncertainty.
Xelloss' eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly, "You can't do that Lina..."
Her hand hovered dangerously close to a strange object, "You wanna try me? I'll call the police..."
Uh-oh, this could be bad, "Look, Lina..."
Her glare transferred to him, but didn't soften.
Zel rubbed a temple, and returned her glare with one of his own, "You really want us out? Completely? Gone forever and ever?"
After a split-second hesitation, she nodded slowly, her glare turning to a sideways look of confusion.
His features didn't change, but he stood, "You mean to tell me that whole spell," he winced at the pun that no one else seemed to catch, "Back there, was nothing more then mere coincidence? That you Inormally/i just mumble incoherent thoughts about the destruction of a Dark Lord and lapse into unconsciousness? Are you saying that you don't give a damn about any of this?" His voice had continually risen, and he raked a hand through his hair, blinked as he realized again that he was human, and collapsed back into the chair, looking totally spent.
She watched him, eyes wide. Thinking back, she relived, as best she could, the flashes of memories and incoherent thought that had been bashed into her brain earlier. Absently, she tugged her ear and then met Zel's eyes, which burned with perplexed intensity. Her hand moved away from the telephone and came to rest back in her lap.
Amelia watched her, "Lina?"
At the mention of her name, she closed her eyes and buried her head in her hands, "Shit. Holy, freaking, bloody, SHIT!"