-Rubs her hands and cackles insanely- Oh I love my job!
We have plot ladies and gentlemen, we have plot.
"Erik?" Adriana entered the kitchen, where the Phantom was halfway through a glass of water, head tilted back and his shirt half opened, (Erik: Again, with my shirt opened? Authoress: Darling, I have no life, humour me) "Mm?" he replied around swallows. Adriana paused, biting her lip for a moment, and watching as the last of the water emptied from the glass into the throat of an Angel.
"I'm pregnant."
"SSSSSPPPPLLLLLLLLLLLEEEERRRRRRRKKKKKKK!" water sprayed across the kitchen as Erik choked, "Wha-?" he coughed and sputtered, "What did you say?"
Adriana grinned at him, eyeing the water now glistening around half the kitchen, "I have always wanted to do that to someone, only joking, Nadir's here to speak with you,"
Erik however, was staring at her in horror, relief and a slight thread of regret twisting in his chest. "You're sure?" he half choked out, Adriana nodded and rolled her eyes, "Perfectly sure Erik, I know precisely what's going on with my body and there is no one else sharing it with me," she glanced at him mischievously, "Well, except you of course,"
Erik glared at her, she stepped over lightly and kissed him on the lips, "Scat," she told him, nodding towards the door. Erik caught her shoulder and raked her up and down with his burning gaze, "You, are going to pay for that my dear," he warned.
"Sounds ominous," Adriana smirked, taking advantage of his proximity to steal another kiss. Erik wrapped an arm around her and teased her lips open, she kissed him eagerly, reaching up on her tiptoes to slip her tongue against his. Her knees were going weak when Erik bit down on her lower lip, hard.
"Ow!" she jumped backwards and touched her lip tenderly, Erik smirked, "Revenge is sweet," he murmured, twining a lock of silken straight hair in his fingers and kissing it, then silently left the room.
Adriana lifted her fingers away from her lip and looked at the streak of blood staining her skin, "I may have deserved that one," she sighed.
xXx
"Well daroga? What is it now?"
Nadir stared at Erik, "What happened to you Erik?"
The Phantom looked down at himself to find half his jacket and left sleeve dripping with specks of water on the fine velvet, "Nothing," he replied shortly.
"You look like-"
"I am fully aware of my appearance daroga, now why was it that you wanted to see me?"
Nadir sighed, "Another attack, not two hours ago, I believe you need to see this one."
Erik glared at his friend, shaking water from his sleeve, "What makes this one so very special daroga?" he demanded, anger twisting inside him, why could he not be left alone! Nadir hesitated, revulsion and worry across his face,
"Nadir," the Phantom growled, the Persian sighed, "I have Darius waiting with a carriage outside, I doubt anything I say now will help matters but I implore you to come,"
Erik rolled his eyes wearily, "Daroga remind me why I am entangled in this madness, there is no way for me to go to the police, no chance of them believing me, no single person in half of Europe who does not want my blood, how will my viewing of this help you?"
"Because I believe it was done by someone who knows you!" Nadir cut in angrily, "Now I have an hour before the police arrive back in force and if you do not want your shadow free of this murderer fine!" his voice dropped and he gazed around the room at Adriana's various possessions scattered about, "But do not forget you have responsibilities of your own to attend to,"
Erik's fists clenched inside his gloved and he snatched up his cloak, "Fine!" he snapped, "The sooner your incompetent police force deal with this mess the sooner I can get back to-"
Get back to what? A tiny voice hissed between his ears, Erik gritted his teeth.
"-get back to my life," he finished more quietly, Nadir looked at him curiously, Erik ignored his glance and snapped the clasp shut on his cloak, then indicated the boat Nadir had rowed over to his house, "Shall we?" his tone was deceptively beautiful.
"Ahem," Adriana came striding out of the kitchen, bots in hand, "Forgetting someone?"
Erik glared at her, "You are not coming," he instructed,
"Yes I bloody well am," she retorted, Nadir winced at her choice of words, "Mademoiselle," he began, Adriana yanked the heel of her boot into place, and licked her lip again, catching the blood beading in her mouth, "Don't even start with me Nadir,"
"Enough," Erik shook his head, already angry enough, "Get in the boat, both of you,"
They obeyed, wedging themselves down one end as Erik took up the oars, within several minutes they had arrived at the Rue Scribe exit, Erik's fury lending strength to his arms.
"Out," he ordered flatly, they scrambled out and waited as Erik pulled the grate aside and allowed the Daroga through, Adriana went to follow but Erik's arm barred her way, "Once we are above you will stay in the carriage at all times, do you understand?"
Adriana cocked her head to one side, "Well in English yes, if you tried in Russian I might get a little confused," she smiled and went to skip up the stairs, Erik's hand caught in her hair and spun her round to face him, "I don't have to put up with you, you know," he hissed, "Your slight charm is somewhat fetching and amusing, but you would do well to remember that," then he went on to repeat the sentence in French, Russian Arabic and what Adriana knew to be Ancient Latin.
She glared at him in reply and spat back an answer in a language Erik did not know, "b3kf m3 n st-ibf hnt(y) st m pr nbf sr 3 n ibf rh hrt-ib nbf šms sw r nmttf nb(t)" she glared at him for a moment, "You are the stubbornest most pigheaded man I've ever had to deal with," Erik blinked, still reeling from the guttural words that had come spitting out of her mouth a moment before, "But my loyalty doesn't change,"
"b3kf m3 n st-ibf hnt(y) st m pr nbf sr 3 n ibf rh hrt-ib nbf šms sw r nmttf nb(t)" Apologies for not having all the proper symbols (glares at her computer)
His true servant of his affection
one foremost of position in the house of his lord
an official great of his heart,
one who knows the desire of his lord
one who follows him at all his journeys
Egyptian prayer. Review! You know I love them!