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Eleventh Position •~• Nina •~• Barre [In person]

[Ever since her little..'slip' the previous week, Nina had barely left her bedroom over the weekend, even to eat. However, after two days of keeping well out of sight, her hunger got the better of her. It had been so humiliating, it almost hadn't been real. The things she'd said..what she'd done..just how she'd acted full stop was enough to make her want to hide in a dark hole for the next 10 years. Now, the only people she could call her friends here must have thought she needed sectioning. Who wouldn't?

..She wasn't crazy, she wasn't (was she?)..it was the Author, it had to have been. Not to mention what had happened with whatever that thing was with the helmet..that was the only thing she truly wished she could take back...

Finding her way to the kitchen, Nina makes herself a mug of coffee and some toast, though despite her need to eat, the memory of how much she'd embarrassed herself only served to subdue her appetite.

Anyone who speaks to her will notice that she looks a little worse for wear; her hair's loose around her shoulders, her eyes dull and sore from lack of sleep, her entire demeanor just drained completely]

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[ Nancy went to the kitchen to make herself come coffee. She had much rather have a latte though. Unfortunately, she wasn't sure if there was a machine to make one in the mansion.

When she got to the kitchen, she saw a girl there already. Nancy saw her small frame and her unhealthy appearance she began to worry. She looked so very thin.

Nina looked like she was going to faint any minute. Nancy enjoyed eating, so she couldn't imagine anyone this thin--- unless she wasn't eating right at all. ]

Hey, are you okay?

[Usually, Nina's build and general thin frame could only be blamed on her strict diet and military-esque ballet training.

Spacing out somewhat, she jumps a little when Nancy addresses her]

Y-Yes, I'm fine

Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

[ She smiles, trying to act natural. She looks through the cabinets, looking for coffee and a kettle for the hot water. She considered making a sandwich too.

Finally finding everything she needed, she turns to her again. Nina looked pretty sick too. She should't be left alone. ]

I was about to make coffee. Would you like some? I'd love the company.

Edited 2011-04-05 14:03 (UTC)

[Nina wants to smile back and mean it, but she looks almost as bad as she feels. But, regardless, she offers a ghost of smile and a small nod]

Alright...thank you

[Nina looked much too sick for coffee. Maybe tea something else would be better for her health. Maybe soup? Or juice? Nancy frowns and began to think. Finally deciding to make tea instead. ]

Listen... umm... maybe you'd like some lemon ginger tea better.

Hannah used to make it all the time for me when I was sick. It tastes weird at first but it really helps.

[Looking into the almost-empty mug infront of her, Nina eventually looks up at the blonde]

That sounds nice..

[After a pause, Nina finds it's a little easier to talk to this girl; she didn't know her, she hadn't seen any of the events of the previous week. Or at least, none where Nina was concerned]

..I'm Nina..

Nancy.

[ She answered, as she began making the tea. It was going to take a while to make. ]

It sounds like you caught what's been going around lately.

Edited 2011-04-05 21:21 (UTC)

I think so, yes..probably just the Author again..

Maybe I should consider myself lucky I am not sick...

[ She decided to change the subject. ]

By the way, are you a dancer? If I were to guess... I'd say you are a ballerina.

[Nina glances down at herself, frowning a little - she wasn't in any of her dancing gear...]

..Yes, I am. How did you guess..?

[Shaun not long after sets himself down next to her with a mug of tea. His brows raised. His tone isn't confrontational, but it's certainly not impressed - thankfully it's mostly subdued.]

So... Mind shedding some light on what the other day was about?

[Oh God..not Shaun. Anyone but Shaun - well, not anyone, but she had made such a fool out of herself, at first Nina can only close her eyes and wish him away, her words frozen in her throat. After a minute of silence, her grip around her coffee mug tightens as she opens her mouth to attempt to explain herself. Of course he was angry..even if he didn't sound it, he must have been angry..]

I-I'm sorry..I don't..the Author, she made me into..that...I'm sorry...

[Putting his hands up he tries to soothe her.]

Hold on, hold on. I'm not-- mad. It was just really awkward. I figured the Author was behind it.. I, just wanted to make sure you were okay. You know, just try and work out what happened.

You were talking about yourself like you were another person.

[She wasn't sure if it was because she was relieved that he wasn't angry, even more embarrassed at having to remember, or the physical strains she'd put on her body recently. But, soon she was blinking back hot tears]

I know, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable..I don't know what was happening, it felt like..it was me but, I couldn't control myself..

[As they start falling, she wipes the salty trails away with her hand]

[Shaun internally winces and puts a comforting arm around her shoulder.]

It's fine, it's over now. Look I'm not pissed about this.

Come on, you look like you could do with something to eat.

[~~Maybe booze would help alleviate the situation?~~ Dstractions are a go.]

[Leaning into him a little, she just nods dumbly, unsure of what else she could say - unsure if she could even say anything - that would make it less awkward]

[He gives her a light squeeze. Frankly despite it's awkwardness, it was the most mundane thing he'd had to deal with in a long time. The brotherhood took away most opportnities for a regular social life.]

What're you in the mood for?

[~~Salad needs moar butter, Mother~~]

[She appreciated the change of subject. She smiles softly, and wipes her eyes again with more conviction]

u-um..I don't mind..I'm not fussy..

[Well, yes she is, but at this point she would have gladly eaten anything..]

[Knowing full well that she was a dancer he figured it wasn't the best idea to present her with a full fry up. So instead he reaches for the fruit bowl and carves up a Grapefruit for her.]

You want some toast with that?

No, thank you..

[Hugging her knee's to her chest]

So..did the Author do much to you last week...?

[Shaun shook his head.]

Nah. Worst I got was I walked into a room and I was suddenly in the middle of Acre in the Middle East 12th century. The guards would jump at fucking anything, I swear.

[He offered a sheepish smile, trying to at least cushion the blow of last week.]

[ o_o ]

Oh..that sounds..um..

[It sounded weird, but then again, she would have paid to have that happen to her rather than what did occur..]

[Shaun snorts]

It was a bit. Somehow guards with swords it a bit more terrifying.

[Reaching to the fruit bowl he grabs a mango and starts cutting it up.]

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