hearts_andminds: The Dinner Might Just Be For Show

Hugo Cornelius Toorop (

dayidied) wrote in

hearts_andminds,
@ 2008-10-11 19:06:00

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hotel, hugo cornelius toorop, max guevara

The Dinner Might Just Be For Show - Closed to Max
The entire apartment smelled rich with garlic and tomato. It was a quick meal to make and an easy one, but also one of the best smelling and Toorop was enjoying it as he sat on his couch, book in hand, and waited for the pasta to cook.

He'd made enough for two, but the truth was he ate like this every night. He didn't understand why someone would eat bad food if good food was available and in the village, it was always right there, waiting to be made. Max would benefit from this particular personal philosophy tonight.

[ooc: slow time lovin', I are sick]

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maxlittlefella
2008-10-11 11:41 pm UTC (link)

This was a first for Max. Usually when she'd been in heat and been with a stranger she would try to avoid them like the plague. Hoping never to see them again. It was one of the reasons, that she tried to keep herself occupied and out of the public when her heat happened in the village. You couldn't really avoid anyone very well in such a small area as you could in Seattle.

Her time with Toorop had been different in many ways. There was embarrassment but not regret. It had also, along with meeting Thomas, opened the door further to the animal inside of her. Being with Tyr had opened the door with her primal side responding to his. Now, it was closer to the surface and for the first time, Max didn't try to subdue it.

There wasn't any hesitation in her stride as she made her way from her room to Toorop's just down the hallway and knocked on his door. Max had settled on a sheer black top with low slung black pants.

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	dayidied 2008-10-11 11:52 pm UTC (link)
	Toorop rolled to his feet and answered the door with the book in hand. He smirked when he saw her and stepped to the side so she could enter. Unsurprising, but she looked good. "I like it," he said, gruff approval making his voice sound low in his throat. He wasn't any more dressed up that usual, black pants and a long sleeve gray thermal. (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	maxlittlefella 2008-10-12 12:05 am UTC (link)
	Max stepped inside, breathing deeply of the aroma that filled his room. It smelled good. "Glad you approve." She returned with a smile. "Smells nice. You don't get tired of cooking when you cook all day?" (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	dayidied 2008-10-12 12:13 am UTC (link)
	"It's relaxing." He shut the door behind her and guided her into the dining room, hand in the small of her back. "Sit, I'll bring you food." She smelled good, too. The food felt like a formality. (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	maxlittlefella 2008-10-12 12:25 am UTC (link)
	"Sure? I'm good with making salads or setting table." She laughed. "That's about as far as I do with cooking and kitchen skills." (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	dayidied 2008-10-12 12:31 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, I'm sure." He gave her a brief smile before disappearing into the kitchen. He returned three short minutes later with two plates piled high with garlic chicken and sun dried tomatoes over pasta, a bottle of wine tucked under his arm. "Don't feel special or anything," he said, teasing in a deadpan, "I cook like this every night." (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	maxlittlefella 2008-10-12 12:40 am UTC (link)
	Max took a seat at the table and watched as Toorop gathered the meal and returned with it. "Damn. You're good. I usually grab pizza or something." Logan used to have dinners all the time, too. It was funny she hadn't missed that until now. "Looks good." (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	dayidied 2008-10-12 12:46 am UTC (link)
	"Pizza can be good, but I felt like pasta." He poured her a glass of wine. "Did you make it through the mess a couple weeks ago?" (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	maxlittlefella 2008-10-12 01:01 am UTC (link)
	Max took a sip of the wine enjoying it's flavor. It was like Pre-Pulse wine, the good stuff. "Yeah. Had to fight this guy that turned into a scorpion. Dumb shit did it himself." She rolled her eyes. "He wanted to be young so he experiments and turns into Scorpion guy. You? Did you make it through okay?" (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	dayidied 2008-10-12 01:07 am UTC (link)
	"I sat back and watched it happen. I needed a break." He watched her drink, wondering how that wine would taste on her skin. Good, he decided. "Look like you made it out alright." (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	maxlittlefella 2008-10-12 01:21 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah. Just had a couple of bruises and pulled muscles. Transgenic healing took care of it after a day. One of the many perks, fast recovery." She had a few other perks but didn't mention those. (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	dayidied 2008-10-12 01:25 am UTC (link)
	"One of many, yes." He took satisfied bite of the food and nodded in satisfaction. He'd experienced first hand some of those other perks. "Can't say I'd object to them, but not if it were forced on me, I suppose." (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

maxlittlefella
2008-10-12 01:34 am UTC (link)

Max set her wine glass down and began to eat the meal. It was tasted as good as it smelled, which meant it was delicious.

She grinned at him. "My friend Original Cindy said that I was just a guy every few months when all I could think about was having sex." Original Cindy had made her feel better about being in heat by making it no big deal. "It help to think about it like that. It's the loss of control more than anything. It wouldn't be so bad if I could control it more than I do now."

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	dayidied 2008-10-12 01:40 am UTC (link)
	"I understand the need for control. Sex is enjoyable when it's on your own terms. Would you wake up and find yourself in a strange bed?" He took a long sip of wine, wondering what it would be like to be so out of control. He could barely stand it just having to take orders. (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

maxlittlefella
2008-10-12 02:00 am UTC (link)

"Not always a strange bed, sometimes mine with a strange guy." Those were the mornings when she'd take a very hot shower to 'cleanse' herself. "But yeah most times it would be a strange bed." Or sometimes she didn't make it to a bed. "I don't mind the urge to have sex. All it does is take what I'm normally like but amps it up with no inhibitions at all."

She smiled a little, though it didn't quite reach her eyes. "You were lucky I didn't take you where you stood. Sometimes it's that overwhelming." Especially when it's primal need reaching out to someone else just as primal.

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	dayidied 2008-10-12 02:04 am UTC (link)
	"Oh, I would not have objected to that." His eyes went a little dark and he watched her carefully over the rim of his glass. He could see that she wasn't quite smiling. Control was an interesting thing. Everything was about power in life, it seems. (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	maxlittlefella 2008-10-12 02:16 am UTC (link)
	Max found herself responding to his darkened look with a reciprocal one. "Yeah, sometimes I don't object to it either. When I'm with someone that can take the edge off and doesn't mind my more aggressive side, it's almost a relief." Like she was doing what she was made to be. (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	dayidied 2008-10-12 02:59 am UTC (link)
	"Any time you want someone to take that edge off." He pointed to himself with his fork, smirking at her. "How's the food?" (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	maxlittlefella 2008-10-12 09:36 am UTC (link)
	"Thanks. I'll remember that." Max meant that sincerely rather than lip service though she smirked as she said it. Being with Toorop had helped. "Food's good. You're a good cook." She picked up a forkful of pasta, "Never had sun dried tomatoes before, they're nice." (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

dayidied
2008-10-12 10:41 am UTC (link)

He was quiet for a long minute, liking her smirk almost as much as he liked the way her shirt really left nothing to be guessed at. She would be a beautiful woman no matter what, but the confidence with which she carried herself was striking.

"So how'd you get out?" he asked, leaning back in his chair as he watched her, done with his own food. "Of the place you were born, I mean, where they were holding you."

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maxlittlefella
2008-10-12 10:51 am UTC (link)

"Escaped. It was Zack's idea to escape Manticore, we were nine years old. I didn't want to leave. I mean escape to what, we didn't know what was out there." She shrugged her shoulders, "But he was the CO and I figured I would be taken away with the Nomalies one day." She paused as she realized that probably sounded like Greek to him.

"I used to have this thing where I had seizures. It was something to do with not enough Tryptophan in my system." Max smiled wryly. "I'm a lemon. Well, I used to be before I got a heart transplant. Anyway, we used to call the failures, the transgenics that didn't quite become 'normal', anamalies. Nomalies. They were kept in a basement. You know how kids have stories about the boogie man, ours was about the Nomalies. I broke out with Zack and the others because I'd had a seizure that I couldn't hide and I knew they were going to take me away."

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	dayidied 2008-10-12 10:59 am UTC (link)
	"They threw them in the basement to rot." Even Toorop was a little surprised at this. "That couldn't have been good for their temperament." Genetic anomalies plus trauma generally meant rage. He'd seen that first hand and couldn't blame them. (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

	maxlittlefella 2008-10-12 11:10 am UTC (link)
	"Some to rot but Manticore uses us for spare parts. If they had a good liver or heart or whatever that might get put into someone new. Or they did experiments on all of us, probably did it on them, too." She'd been scared of them as a kid until she met Joshua and saw the Nomalies close up. Max had realized they were people, too and nothing to be afraid of. (Reply to this) (Parent)(Thread)

dayidied
2008-10-12 11:15 am UTC (link)

He nodded slowly. "The woman I was protecting before I came here, they chose her because supposedly she was perfect, there was nothing wrong with her at all. They implanted her with their own genetic experiments, impregnated her with them and the babies, they woke up a schizophrenia in her that was unlike anything I'd seen before. She knew things she never should have known, and she was only twenty. Hadn't ever been in the real world before, virgin." Toorop shifted in his chair, folding his arms over his chest, "she turned out to be one of your Nomalies, so they tried to kill her." And killed him in the process.

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maxlittlefella
2008-10-12 11:52 am UTC (link)

Max could so identify with that and nodded her head. She was about to tell him something that only Tyr and Dr. Andrej knew in the village. "The government sucks. They don't know what it does and they don't really care. One of the bitches at Manticore said we were just meat and to them we were." She set down her fork and looked at Toorop. "I don't have any junk DNA. Everyone has junk DNA in their system but Manticore didn't put any in mine. Each strand has a specific purpose but no one knows yet what it is." That was a half truth. They didn't know what all of it was but she was supposed to be some savior with her blood. "I'm the only transgenic that has it, even my clone has junk."

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