Marie took the stairs down to the lobby and chuckled as she watched the
maintenance crew try to free her trapped friend.
"Poor guy, hope she didn' lay him...or trick him into anythang freaky..." she mumbled quietly beneath her breath as she exited the hotel. It was at that moment that her tranquil morning was strangely interrupted. She casually glanced over her left shoulder to see a gent wearing a brown trench coat with a brown duffel bag in his hand was trailing distantly behind her. At first she thought nothing of such an occurrence until he followed her down several blocks and even entered the same little bakery that she had entered. She still desperately attempted to convince herself it was nothing at all, yet her instinct told her other wise.
She meekly approached the counter, watching the man from the corner of her eye while she placed an order for a few donuts, bagels, apple muffins and orange juice. She reached into her purse to retrieve the money that Betsy lended her, that's when he stepped up.
"Already paid for petit..." a voice chimed in a mezzo tenor tone. Marie glanced over her shoulder to see a stranger flash a sleazy smile at her.
"No thanks, Ah don't need your chivalry, it ain' wanted here..." Marie replied with disdain as she pulled out a ten dollar bill and was moved to pay the register when the man stopped her.
"Never said it was me dat was payin' petit...after all I am using your money..."
"Excuse me?" Marie replied, taking a few paces back from the closed space between her and the unusual man.
"Dis is your wallet no?" He replied as he pulled wallet from his trench coat and tossed it to her.
"Where de hell did you get this?!" Marie shouted as she ripped open and gasped as she saw the amount of money that was stored within it. It must have been beyond one thousand dollars and a playing card.
"De thief dat took your wallet tol' me he felt bad for takin' a wallet from such a pretty girl so he had me wait for you outside your hotel so I could give it back to you."
"How does he know where Ah am stayin..." she said coldly, with a glare that could cut diamonds.
"Cherie....your room key says the hotel name and he described you as de most beautiful fille he ever seen. I saw you and instantly knew it must be you who he spoke about."
"Ok, Ah'll buy that but why didn' he just come give it to me himself?" Marie said. The cashier now glared at the two who were creating a back up in his line. Marie handed him the money and moved aside as did the man in the coat.
"He would but he ain' able to righ now..." The stranger offered carelessly.
"Whatever..."
"He also tol me to give you dis as a present..." The gent said as he reached into his deep coat pocket and pulled out a small Gucci purse, handing it over to her. It still had the sales price tag upon it, which nearly made Marie faint.
"Did he steal this too?"
"Thieves Guild never tells..." The stranger replied as he made his way towards the exit of the bakery. Marie chased after him.
"So your one of them? Who are they? "
"Best you know nothin' den your life be safe Cherie....good day." He said as he exited the shop and vanished into a crowd of tourists.
"Unfucking believable..." Marie said as she clutched her new purse and shook her head. "This is turning out to be a bizarre vacation." She then snatched her bag of breakfast and headed back towards the hotel, making sure that she remained alone.
Before stepping inside the hotel Marie yielded to a newsstand and bought the daily paper. The Headline: The Vampire Killer Strikes Again...
"Man it sounds lahke somethang ya'd hear in one of those phony tabloids..." she muttered silently beneath her breath as she nestled the paper securely beneath her arm and stepped inside the hotel. A small smile blossomed across her face as she saw the out of order sign had been removed from the front of the elevator. She eagerly stepped inside the large metal box and pressed her floor button as the doors closed quietly. After a moment or two the doors parted once more, Marie bounded out and dashed to her room and pounded upon the door. Despite herself she couldn't deny that she was intrigued about what happened on that elevator. She was a sucker for gossip, despite the false image she projected.
Betsy swung the door open as she finished placing her plum hue hair into a clip and glaring at her stoically. Marie's smile melted instantly as it shifted to one of consolation. "Awww hun what happened?" She asked, her voice rich with southern flavor. Betsy frowned as her lip quivered; she hung her slowly as she began to reply.
"He....he....he....GAVE ME HIS NUMBER LOVE!" Betsy squeaked with excitement as a sly grin crossed over her full lips.
"You really gotta cut tha actin' one of these days ya gonna get dumped and Ah ain' gonna believe ya Sugah." Marie sighed as she stepped into the room and flopped upon the bed. Betsy's eyes gazed upon the large brown sack and the strange purse, which Marie had suddenly acquired.
"Breakfast?" the violet questioned as her stomach roared with hunger, Marie sat up and pitched her the bag, which she caught with grace.
"Mmmmm bagels..." Betsy salivated as she removed a blueberry one and took a greedy bite from it. After a few seconds of chewing she finally swallowed it and looked at her friend once more.
"So where did you get the knock off? It actually looks decent..." She asked casually.
Marie chuckled and shook her head. "The same place where I got my wallet back and a thousand bucks in cash."
Betsy released her loose hold upon the bagel, letting it fall to the floor. Food could wait.
"Let me see that bloody purse..." Betsy said as she raced beside Marie and closely examined it before the poor girl could even hand it over.
"Oh wow it is real..." she gasped as her fingers gently ran over the pink leather.
"You said something about money?" Betsy asked as she allowed herself to slowly withdraw from her small day fantasy.
"Yeah...some creepy dude in a trench coat claiming to be in the thieves guild gave me the purse and my wallet back and when I looked inside there was a thousand bucks in it. The guy said he was delivering it to me for someone because they were too busy to do it themselves. He said that the guy made so much money that night that he paid me back...and bought or stole me this purse..."
"That's....bizarre love..." The Brit said with a bit of shock.
"Ah just forget it, ain no sense in thankin about it when there is nothin to thank about. Ah got my wallet back and a purse, end of story but maybe we should switch hotels....the thieves guild knows where Ah am stayin..."
"Thieves guild...man I really must be fried love...as in The Thieves Guild?" Betsy asked quietly.
Marie simply nodded and sighed.
"Well they returned what they stole and didn't harm a hair on your head, so I think we'll be relatively safe, beside this hotel is the best in town and the safest..."
"Sorry Ah am stealin your thunder....so who was Mista Wonderful?" Marie said with a sheepish grin as she changed the subject.
"I don't know but he is beautiful, and he's an angel..."
"Ah'm not sure Ah follow ya Betsy Ah'm sure this guy was eye candy but an Angel...ain' dat goin a bit far?" the brunette inquired as she cocked an eyebrow at her best friend.
Betsy shook her head and raised her hands defensively. "No no love you see he is a mutant....he has angelic wings upon his back." She then grew quiet as she recalled her fingers lightly lacing through the soft silky texture that was his feathers. A tranquil smile remained plastered across her face.
"Umm....Betsy....Earth to Betsy....come back to me please....to the land of the real and living...this is not the time for your strange little fantasies....so don't zone out on me now." Marie said as she waved her hands rapidly before Betsy's face. The plum jumped a bit as she once again tore head from the clouds and rejoined Marie upon the bed, which they were gossiping upon.
"Ummm sorry...What was I saying, oh right, he's a mutant. It got so hot on the elevator he had to take off his trench coat and stretch them out, and that is when we started talking about powers and other things. I think I might try and arrange to have a date with him in a night or so. Would that be ok with you? Or is another strange man in a trench coat going to follow you?"
Marie laughed and handed Betsy the newspaper she purchased. "Ah'll be fine gal, go have your date and have a good time. If ya need this room let me know...or since he is stayin here maybe you two can retreat to his room if it happens that way..."
"Oh this one won't be a fling, there is actually depth to him dear...Tobias, such a nice name."
"Yeah." Marie said as she took the breakfast bag from Betsy and retrieved a glazed donut.
Marie then reached into her wallet and retrieved the card. The queen of hearts was the choice of card this time. Oddly there was a message written upon the back of it.
"May Lady Luck always be with you..."
To Be Continued
Woot cliff hanger, but not a really bad one right? You guys can manage right? That's right I don't have a reading audience lol. Please Read and Review I need feedback. Also if anyone has seen any good Storm and Remy pairing stories please do share with me!!!
Jade
"Poor guy, hope she didn' lay him...or trick him into anythang freaky..." she mumbled quietly beneath her breath as she exited the hotel. It was at that moment that her tranquil morning was strangely interrupted. She casually glanced over her left shoulder to see a gent wearing a brown trench coat with a brown duffel bag in his hand was trailing distantly behind her. At first she thought nothing of such an occurrence until he followed her down several blocks and even entered the same little bakery that she had entered. She still desperately attempted to convince herself it was nothing at all, yet her instinct told her other wise.
She meekly approached the counter, watching the man from the corner of her eye while she placed an order for a few donuts, bagels, apple muffins and orange juice. She reached into her purse to retrieve the money that Betsy lended her, that's when he stepped up.
"Already paid for petit..." a voice chimed in a mezzo tenor tone. Marie glanced over her shoulder to see a stranger flash a sleazy smile at her.
"No thanks, Ah don't need your chivalry, it ain' wanted here..." Marie replied with disdain as she pulled out a ten dollar bill and was moved to pay the register when the man stopped her.
"Never said it was me dat was payin' petit...after all I am using your money..."
"Excuse me?" Marie replied, taking a few paces back from the closed space between her and the unusual man.
"Dis is your wallet no?" He replied as he pulled wallet from his trench coat and tossed it to her.
"Where de hell did you get this?!" Marie shouted as she ripped open and gasped as she saw the amount of money that was stored within it. It must have been beyond one thousand dollars and a playing card.
"De thief dat took your wallet tol' me he felt bad for takin' a wallet from such a pretty girl so he had me wait for you outside your hotel so I could give it back to you."
"How does he know where Ah am stayin..." she said coldly, with a glare that could cut diamonds.
"Cherie....your room key says the hotel name and he described you as de most beautiful fille he ever seen. I saw you and instantly knew it must be you who he spoke about."
"Ok, Ah'll buy that but why didn' he just come give it to me himself?" Marie said. The cashier now glared at the two who were creating a back up in his line. Marie handed him the money and moved aside as did the man in the coat.
"He would but he ain' able to righ now..." The stranger offered carelessly.
"Whatever..."
"He also tol me to give you dis as a present..." The gent said as he reached into his deep coat pocket and pulled out a small Gucci purse, handing it over to her. It still had the sales price tag upon it, which nearly made Marie faint.
"Did he steal this too?"
"Thieves Guild never tells..." The stranger replied as he made his way towards the exit of the bakery. Marie chased after him.
"So your one of them? Who are they? "
"Best you know nothin' den your life be safe Cherie....good day." He said as he exited the shop and vanished into a crowd of tourists.
"Unfucking believable..." Marie said as she clutched her new purse and shook her head. "This is turning out to be a bizarre vacation." She then snatched her bag of breakfast and headed back towards the hotel, making sure that she remained alone.
Before stepping inside the hotel Marie yielded to a newsstand and bought the daily paper. The Headline: The Vampire Killer Strikes Again...
"Man it sounds lahke somethang ya'd hear in one of those phony tabloids..." she muttered silently beneath her breath as she nestled the paper securely beneath her arm and stepped inside the hotel. A small smile blossomed across her face as she saw the out of order sign had been removed from the front of the elevator. She eagerly stepped inside the large metal box and pressed her floor button as the doors closed quietly. After a moment or two the doors parted once more, Marie bounded out and dashed to her room and pounded upon the door. Despite herself she couldn't deny that she was intrigued about what happened on that elevator. She was a sucker for gossip, despite the false image she projected.
Betsy swung the door open as she finished placing her plum hue hair into a clip and glaring at her stoically. Marie's smile melted instantly as it shifted to one of consolation. "Awww hun what happened?" She asked, her voice rich with southern flavor. Betsy frowned as her lip quivered; she hung her slowly as she began to reply.
"He....he....he....GAVE ME HIS NUMBER LOVE!" Betsy squeaked with excitement as a sly grin crossed over her full lips.
"You really gotta cut tha actin' one of these days ya gonna get dumped and Ah ain' gonna believe ya Sugah." Marie sighed as she stepped into the room and flopped upon the bed. Betsy's eyes gazed upon the large brown sack and the strange purse, which Marie had suddenly acquired.
"Breakfast?" the violet questioned as her stomach roared with hunger, Marie sat up and pitched her the bag, which she caught with grace.
"Mmmmm bagels..." Betsy salivated as she removed a blueberry one and took a greedy bite from it. After a few seconds of chewing she finally swallowed it and looked at her friend once more.
"So where did you get the knock off? It actually looks decent..." She asked casually.
Marie chuckled and shook her head. "The same place where I got my wallet back and a thousand bucks in cash."
Betsy released her loose hold upon the bagel, letting it fall to the floor. Food could wait.
"Let me see that bloody purse..." Betsy said as she raced beside Marie and closely examined it before the poor girl could even hand it over.
"Oh wow it is real..." she gasped as her fingers gently ran over the pink leather.
"You said something about money?" Betsy asked as she allowed herself to slowly withdraw from her small day fantasy.
"Yeah...some creepy dude in a trench coat claiming to be in the thieves guild gave me the purse and my wallet back and when I looked inside there was a thousand bucks in it. The guy said he was delivering it to me for someone because they were too busy to do it themselves. He said that the guy made so much money that night that he paid me back...and bought or stole me this purse..."
"That's....bizarre love..." The Brit said with a bit of shock.
"Ah just forget it, ain no sense in thankin about it when there is nothin to thank about. Ah got my wallet back and a purse, end of story but maybe we should switch hotels....the thieves guild knows where Ah am stayin..."
"Thieves guild...man I really must be fried love...as in The Thieves Guild?" Betsy asked quietly.
Marie simply nodded and sighed.
"Well they returned what they stole and didn't harm a hair on your head, so I think we'll be relatively safe, beside this hotel is the best in town and the safest..."
"Sorry Ah am stealin your thunder....so who was Mista Wonderful?" Marie said with a sheepish grin as she changed the subject.
"I don't know but he is beautiful, and he's an angel..."
"Ah'm not sure Ah follow ya Betsy Ah'm sure this guy was eye candy but an Angel...ain' dat goin a bit far?" the brunette inquired as she cocked an eyebrow at her best friend.
Betsy shook her head and raised her hands defensively. "No no love you see he is a mutant....he has angelic wings upon his back." She then grew quiet as she recalled her fingers lightly lacing through the soft silky texture that was his feathers. A tranquil smile remained plastered across her face.
"Umm....Betsy....Earth to Betsy....come back to me please....to the land of the real and living...this is not the time for your strange little fantasies....so don't zone out on me now." Marie said as she waved her hands rapidly before Betsy's face. The plum jumped a bit as she once again tore head from the clouds and rejoined Marie upon the bed, which they were gossiping upon.
"Ummm sorry...What was I saying, oh right, he's a mutant. It got so hot on the elevator he had to take off his trench coat and stretch them out, and that is when we started talking about powers and other things. I think I might try and arrange to have a date with him in a night or so. Would that be ok with you? Or is another strange man in a trench coat going to follow you?"
Marie laughed and handed Betsy the newspaper she purchased. "Ah'll be fine gal, go have your date and have a good time. If ya need this room let me know...or since he is stayin here maybe you two can retreat to his room if it happens that way..."
"Oh this one won't be a fling, there is actually depth to him dear...Tobias, such a nice name."
"Yeah." Marie said as she took the breakfast bag from Betsy and retrieved a glazed donut.
Marie then reached into her wallet and retrieved the card. The queen of hearts was the choice of card this time. Oddly there was a message written upon the back of it.
"May Lady Luck always be with you..."
To Be Continued
Woot cliff hanger, but not a really bad one right? You guys can manage right? That's right I don't have a reading audience lol. Please Read and Review I need feedback. Also if anyone has seen any good Storm and Remy pairing stories please do share with me!!!
Jade