Vignette 3 (Episode 2)
Bagoas
I want to ask her how her new roommate is. Zaizen wasn't pleased with my suggestion that the new hunter room with is daughter, but he allowed that Touko could easily keep an eye on the Craft-user. He also made some sly reference to the former burgeoning romance between myself and his daughter, a comment I patently ignored.
"It really has been a long time," I hear Touko say. She's right, it has been and I'm not sure I wouldn't like it to be a bit longer. Touko is a beautiful and self-possessed woman, much to good for someone like me. I'm a hunter, someone who's lifespan could easily become very short.
I immediately think of Robin. She's been trying so hard to impress us, and honestly I have been impressed. She is very powerful, yet uncontrolled. I wonder that she's been this out of control with other hunts and no one has bothered to teach her control. For a girl her age, she's very confident and possessed of an impressive array of knowledge. She's obviously very intelligent. Michael told me she quickly put the case together in about twenty minutes where it took us two days.
Touko puts her hand on my sleeve, bringing my attention back to her. My attention has been sliding off into Robin-land a lot lately, which frankly disturbs me. "I wondered if you'd -" she begins.
"I can't. We hunt tonight." My tone is the usual flat and brisk but Touko only smiles.
"Now how to do you know what I was going to ask?" I look up into her brown eyes; they are laughing at me with that merry little twinkle she gets.
The Master sets her glass of sherry down in front of her and the two begin conversing. I sit through it, allowing my thoughts to drift back to Robin. Where can I place her tonight? We're supposed to wait for the target in the chapel. She should be comfortable there, having grown up in a nunnery.
Of course! The organ! Have her play organ music, lull him into thinking that she's the organist practicing for the bride's introduction. I half-smile. She wants to please us, impress us, so badly. She wants to work. She probably will not be pleased at my request for her to play organ music.
I throw back the last of my coffee and stand up, placing the pay for both my coffee and Touko's sherry on the bar. "I have to go." I nod at the Master, he understands. Yet when my eyes meet with Touko's, she only smiles at me again, but this time there is an invitation in her eyes. I find myself asking before I realize, "Dinner tomorrow night at eight o'clock?"
Her smile brightens. "That would be lovely, Amon, thank you for asking." I nod curtly at her and stalk out the door.
I shouldn't have done that, but it's done.
Bagoas
I want to ask her how her new roommate is. Zaizen wasn't pleased with my suggestion that the new hunter room with is daughter, but he allowed that Touko could easily keep an eye on the Craft-user. He also made some sly reference to the former burgeoning romance between myself and his daughter, a comment I patently ignored.
"It really has been a long time," I hear Touko say. She's right, it has been and I'm not sure I wouldn't like it to be a bit longer. Touko is a beautiful and self-possessed woman, much to good for someone like me. I'm a hunter, someone who's lifespan could easily become very short.
I immediately think of Robin. She's been trying so hard to impress us, and honestly I have been impressed. She is very powerful, yet uncontrolled. I wonder that she's been this out of control with other hunts and no one has bothered to teach her control. For a girl her age, she's very confident and possessed of an impressive array of knowledge. She's obviously very intelligent. Michael told me she quickly put the case together in about twenty minutes where it took us two days.
Touko puts her hand on my sleeve, bringing my attention back to her. My attention has been sliding off into Robin-land a lot lately, which frankly disturbs me. "I wondered if you'd -" she begins.
"I can't. We hunt tonight." My tone is the usual flat and brisk but Touko only smiles.
"Now how to do you know what I was going to ask?" I look up into her brown eyes; they are laughing at me with that merry little twinkle she gets.
The Master sets her glass of sherry down in front of her and the two begin conversing. I sit through it, allowing my thoughts to drift back to Robin. Where can I place her tonight? We're supposed to wait for the target in the chapel. She should be comfortable there, having grown up in a nunnery.
Of course! The organ! Have her play organ music, lull him into thinking that she's the organist practicing for the bride's introduction. I half-smile. She wants to please us, impress us, so badly. She wants to work. She probably will not be pleased at my request for her to play organ music.
I throw back the last of my coffee and stand up, placing the pay for both my coffee and Touko's sherry on the bar. "I have to go." I nod at the Master, he understands. Yet when my eyes meet with Touko's, she only smiles at me again, but this time there is an invitation in her eyes. I find myself asking before I realize, "Dinner tomorrow night at eight o'clock?"
Her smile brightens. "That would be lovely, Amon, thank you for asking." I nod curtly at her and stalk out the door.
I shouldn't have done that, but it's done.