Tier in Geist
Outtake 2: Renee Martin and Phil Dwyer
The tale of how Renee met her mate.
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Renee Martin had been in Phoenix with her five-year-old daughter for a little over a year now, and she still found herself getting lost in the grocery store. The store is so BIG compared to the Thriftway in Forks, she mused. She liked that fact and hated it; loved it because she detested Forks, and hated it because, well, she was always getting lost.
She figured that though she had been heading towards the cereal first, since she was in front of the fruits and vegetables she might as well get them first; she could find the cereal later. Just as long as you pick up the dairy products and frozen meat last, she reminded herself. Last time she had picked up the milk first, she had ended up going over to a friend's house for a couple of hours. The milk had gone bad in the car, since it had been out of the refrigerator for so long. She had learned her lesson as she stood over her young daughter as she relentlessly threw up in the middle of the night, having gone to be with a glass of milk to help her sleep.
She grabbed a couple of plastic bags to put the fresh vegetables in, and was just reminding herself about what kind of vegetables Bella liked most, when she felt this odd sensation in her chest. It was almost like a pulling feeling, like someone had grabbed a hold of her insides and was tugging on them.
She ignored it for the most part, pushing it to the side and looking over the stocks of celery, trying to make sure she picked the freshest one there. Eventually, the feeling in her chest multiplied, and she decided to 'play along with it', and looked in the direction it felt like it was pulling her to.
She ended up looking directly at a young man who had just grabbed a basket; a young man who was coincidently staring directly at her. The man was tall – she guessed around 5'11 or so – and had deep blue eyes that she felt she could look into forever. His hair was a short, muddy brown colour, and only helped accentuate her strong jaw.
He lifted his hand in a slight wave, smiling a little, and she returned it, her grin slightly wider than hers. He looked at her for a moment longer, before making his way over to her, and holding out his hand. "Hi, my name's Phil. Phil Dwyer." He told her, staring into her eyes.
"Renee Martin," she whispered, placing her hand into hers for a handshake. Once she did so, they both let out gasps at the feeling that coursed through them. She had heard tales before, but since she had, obviously, never gone through it before, she wanted to make sure. Sure enough, when she glanced upwards, his Tier in Geist matched hers. She was sure if he turned around, he would have a little tail to match.
When her eyes returned to his, she saw him take a glance upwards to, and his smile widened. He laughed slightly, before tugging her into his arms, and whispering gently in her ear, "I'm so glad I finally found you."
"Me, too," she replied, thinking how good it felt to be in his arms.
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Phil Dwyer had a bad craving for carrots; having a rabbit for a Tier in Geist usually did that to you, though, so you got used to it. It seemed that there were never enough carrots in the house that contained a rabbit – you were always waking up in the middle of the night with a craving for them, and ended up eating them all. Phil visited the grocery store more times in a week than he could count.
He parked in the middle of the parking lot, as was his habit, not wanting to walk too far but wanting to leave room for those who had trouble walking to be closer to the entrance of the store. As he approached the entrance, he felt something pulling him into it, causing him to walk a little faster than he normally would. It was the oddest sensation in his chest, like an internal compass was trying to lead him in the right direction or something.
When he entered, he moved to pick up a basket, and just when he did, he caught sight of a woman about twenty metres away from him. After a couple of seconds, she looked up as well, and he exhaled quickly. He felt like someone had punched him in the chest, trying to get through to him that this woman was somehow vitally important to him, and that he had to go and talk to her, now.
When he realized she was still looking at him, he raised his hand in a wave, smiling at her, and was delighted when she returned both gestures. He watched her for a moment, before the tugging on his chest gave another pull, causing him to approach her.
As he grew closer, he noticed that her beauty only grew. When he grew close enough, he held out his hand to shake, saying "Hi, my name's Phil. Phil Dwyer," kicking himself when he realized that may come off as sounding a little like James Bond.
He was entranced by the way her voice sounded as she answered him, sliding her smaller hand into his own to shake. "Renee Martin."
He literally felt his insides move, seeming to want to remain as close to this enchanting woman as he could. He heard her gasp right along with him at the electricity coursing through his veins. He wondered if she felt it, too, and watched as she lifted her hazel eyes from his and took a glance at what was on his head... his ears, he knew, she was looking at his ears. As her eyes returned to his, he did the same, relieved when he realized that her Tier in Geist matched his own. He could put a name to this feeling now; he had just been united with his mate, the woman he would spend the rest of forever with.
Unable to prevent himself from doing so, he tugged her gently into his embrace, and whispered softly into her ear, "I'm so glad I finally found you." He couldn't express it any better, though his feelings far passed, 'glad'.
His heart gave a leap as she said, strongly, "Me, too."
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This was actually really easy to write. Anyways, outtake number 2, and I didn't even think about writing this until I sat down and started typing. Honestly, this wasn't originally on the list of outtakes I planned on writing, but, I guess it works.
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