[Oct. 13-20] full stops and exclamation marks

[girlsolo]

Kate's back to drinking tequila again. That's never a good sign. Tonight it's a sign she's bouncing between sexy check-in notes with Declan that make this island seem all right and people like Coraline screaming and crying over how much it fucking sucks.

The smart thing to do would be find Will or Magnus, talk some of this out. Even finding someone to spar with, that would work. Thing is, Kate's not that kind of smart. When it comes to helping Coraline? Sure. Yeah. She's been listening to Will do his shrink thing for years now. But when it comes to herself?

Fuck that noise. She'd still rather fuck and forget.

Kate leans her back against a post to watch the room, drinks another shot (hot wheels only, no training), and flirts at whatever makes eye contact. Whether she's Go or just Show, she hasn't decided yet. Mostly, she's trying not to look for anyone in particular. She's trying not to wish he'd come in and just...

Take her home.

[OOC: Find her at the Hub or the Winchester (let me know) any evening between now and the 20th. Available for all of your Freelander needs. If you need a specific date, email me, otherwise I'll work them out. For the record, Kate's very bi but a lot less available than she thinks she is.]

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[misanthrope_md]

He wanted to tell her that she hadn't been here long enough to have even half an idea of just how fucking hard the island could kick you. But he didn't want to keep arguing with her.

So he just nodded before accepting the kiss. "I'll see you around," he said, not necessarily he even wanted that to be true.

[girlsolo.livejournal.com]

"Probably, yeah." The next time he's mooning over Magnus in her general vicinity. She doubts he'll come looking for her again. Shame, in a way. Jackass or not, she likes him better than most people on the island just because he's honest about how much it sucks.

Funny, her liking someone for being honest.

She slings her jacket over her shoulder, grabs her boots with her other hand and shows herself out. Kate Freelander. Never met a bad idea she didn't make worse.

[trytobegood.livejournal.com]

One of the first things I had done, as soon as I was able, was to find and consult a map. It had given me, ultimately, more questions than answers. "I have found since coming here that the places I know are not the same as the world many on this island know, and yet there are many similarities, such as my home and this France you mention," I said. "Terre d'Ange is a very beautiful country, made up of seven provinces and ruled by Queen Ysandre de la Courcel. It was founded by Blessed Elua and his eight Companions."

[girlsolo.livejournal.com]

Gorgeous, sexy voice, pretty words. It's like listening to Magnus when she starts telling stories. Kate never lets on, but she loves it. It's her favorite part of long trips and retrievals with her, or the rare quiet night at home. She gestures politely for him to go on and asks, "What makes them Blessed?" to prompt him and keep him talking. She's enjoying the view.

He did come in for dinner though, so she grabs a menu and scans it. She points out something curried that looks good. "Oh, and if you don't mind spices, you'll like this."

[trytobegood.livejournal.com]

"I am passing fond of spice," I replied with a faint smile, deliberately leaving a sense of ambiguity as to whether I was referring to the dish or somewhat else. A member of the waitstaff passed by and I ordered, taking care to inquire as to whether there was aught Kate desired for herself.

Once the order had been placed I answered her inquiry. "The full story of Blessed Elua and of his travels is a lengthy one," I explained, "but in short, he was conceived by the blood of Yeshua ben Yosef and the tears of Mary Magdalene, and birthed from the womb of Mother Earth herself. Eight of the One God's angels chose to come to Earth and free him when he was arrested in Persis, and from that day they traveled with him as his Companions. They eventually settled in the land that would become Terre d'Ange, where the people welcomed them with open arms, and it is from them all D'Angelines are descended."

[girlsolo.livejournal.com]

"Get out," Kate says softly. She'd ordered another beer and now takes a long sip, shaking her head. "Seriously? Jesus and Mary had a kid with the Earth, eight angels went with him and they settled in your country." She's heard too much, seen too much, to doubt it, even if it sounds like the kind of crap kings make up to make themselves seem divine.

She tips her glass at him and it feels off-balance in her fingers. Time to slow down. "I guess being descended from angels would explain you being so hot."

[dogbitesman]

"He wasn't using them," William said. "My brother wasn't much of a reader. I'm fairly certain he didn't actually notice. Much like most of your- victims really isn't the right word."

[girlsolo.livejournal.com]

"So you 'liberated' them from someone who didn't appreciate them?" It's pretty funny, and not as uncommon a motive for thieves she's known. Especially art thieves.

Richie Rich shouldn't have that because he can't understand it. He doesn't feel the passion for it. It's just another toy to him.

She smiles, sharp, but almost patient. "He had them, you wanted them. It's pretty simple. My victims, might as well call a spade a spade, had things I wanted. Why I wanted them--" Kate rolls her shoulders. "Had nothing to do with them or the people I took them from. It had to do with me."

[dogbitesman]

"More or less," William said. "I don't think it's quite the same when it's family, but I take your meaning. Why did you want them, then? Obviously not to keep."

[girlsolo.livejournal.com]

"Sorry. That part's personal." It's no one's business except hers and Will and Magnus and Declan's what she needed when she took those things. Even if she could put it into words, she wasn't going to do it for the Small Town Times.

[dogbitesman]

"'Driven by motives that shall remain a mystery,'" William said, reading aloud what he was writing down. It would do, he supposed. "Did you expect to be caught?"

[girlsolo.livejournal.com]

"Eventually." But not necessarily by the IPD. It turned out, later, that Will had been how she got caught, and no one but Billy Kaplan had actually gone to the IPD. She smiles again, Mona Lisa, but her eyes are warm. "It worked out for me, and I'm doing what I can to make it right with everyone else. There's your quote."

[dogbitesman]

"Would you like me to add in, 'and apologizes to anyone affected by her actions'?" William asked. "It's easy enough to do. Unless, of course, you've already been doing that in person, as part of the above."

[girlsolo.livejournal.com]

"I have been." She weighs it, then shakes her head. "I don't think you should put it in the paper. It sounds...like I'm trying to score points."

Now she actually looks uncertain and reaches for her drink. "I don't know. Maybe you should. I am sorry that people were hurt or upset. But if I read that, I'd be annoyed like the person who hurt me thought that was enough. I guess I don't really think like normal people about stuff like that, though?"

[dogbitesman]

"It depends on the person," William said. "In my experience, 'normal people' is a very difficult term to pin down. I mean, I could phrase it, 'feels an apology alone isn't enough,' since it seems you do."

[girlsolo.livejournal.com]

Kate eyes him suspiciously. "Do I get to see this before you print it?" Because asking his opinion isn't the same thing as trusting him. No way. If he says yes, she can show it to Will or Declan or Magnus and make sure she's not being a screw up again.

[dogbitesman]

People always asked that.

"No," he said, without hesitation. "But I won't print anything you didn't actually say or indicate to be the case. And if you feel I have misrepresented you, well, I'm not a hard man to find, you can come and complain. Or write a letter. We don't get nearly enough letters."

[girlsolo.livejournal.com]

"Then we're done talking." Kate sits up and scoops her beer off the counter. When she stands, there's more power in it than grace. "Try not to make me sound too interesting. I'm not. I'm just another thief who got caught."

[dogbitesman]

And that was likely to be the final quote of the article, right there.

"Well, I'll just write what happened, and let the readers be the judge of how interesting you are," William said. "Thanks for your time."

[girlsolo.livejournal.com]

What Kate really wants to say is Oh, fuck off, but she waves her hand at the end of her wrist and says, "Sayonara, inkblot. See you around."

[newkindofcop]

"You may not want one, Kate, but you do need one," Steve plainly states, still keeping his posture relaxed into that casual lean, his fingertips resting against the side of his beer to feel the chilled glass under the touch.

"But I will train you, if only because of the fact that everyone could always use another pair of eyes watching their back."

[girlsolo.livejournal.com]

"Everyone includes you," Kate says and that's almost soft, but there's a contradictory sharpness under it. A sharpness that's fierce and protective. He doesn't know it yet, but he just got about 1000% safer on this island.

Whatever this tie is between them, he trusted her once when she needed him to. Like Magnus did. And now she's got his back whenever, however, no matter how big the fight, unless it's between him and her other people.

[trytobegood.livejournal.com]

I had to own, it sounded a bit ridiculous when she phrased it as such, or at least I could imagine it might for someone who was not from my home and who had not lived with such a tale as factual history. I, who had felt the whisper of bronze wings, who had been brought out of a hell on earth through the guiding hand of Elua himself, knew it to be true. "Even so," I confirmed with a nod.

My lips twitched at her next comment. It was not the first time since coming here I had been described by someone as 'hot', and I thought it was meant to be taken as a compliment, or so it seemed given the context of when I'd been given such a label. "The Courcel line is descended from Elua himself," I explained further. "That is my father's heritage. From my mother, I am descended from the angel Kushiel, who was once the Punisher of God."

[keepurshirtonlt.livejournal.com]

She might not have been fishing, but Trip didn't mind giving them. It was part of his charm.

"Oh, I can think of a girl or two." He licked his bottom lip, right where she'd nipped it before downing the shot in his hand, drinking to the accepted invitation. "But, the best example is sittin' right here."

[girlsolo.livejournal.com]

Eyebrows up, Kate smirks and slides off her stool to step between his knees. "Not anymore she's not."

There's a small kick in the back of her brain. The beginnings of a question mark attached to why are you doing this, Kate? but she shuts it down for a thousand reasons, and plants her hands on his thighs.

"So what're you going to do about it?"