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First bounty 5
As the train pulled into the station john awoke, and gently shook Mary to awaken her, as they had slept she had snuggled closer into him, he felt it was almost a shame to wake her. She woke up, and graced him with a smile “are we there?” she asked with a yawn. “Yeah.” He said, smiling back. They got up, and he grabbed his luggage, as Mary woke up slink. They exited the train, and Mary hailed a cab. They all piled into the back seat as john loaded the luggage, this city was defiantly more well off than average, it had paved roads, and flashing signs for various restaurants, bars, and other less than savory places. John again put his arm around Mary, and she snuggled in a bit, slink piped up” so finally admitting to having feelings john? That’s good, thought you’d never make a move.” he finished with a laugh. John ignored the lizard, and looked out the window, he noticed they were going through progressively more high-class neighborhoods; he began to become a bit suspicious. They stopped in front of a large mansion. John looked at Mary, a bit shocked “this is where you live?!” he exclaimed. She blushed “yeah.” john got out, and paved the cabby, then followed the others up to the house. Mary rang the doorbell, looking back at john, sensing his discomfort, and looked back quickly. The door opened, and a smartly dressed, balding man with a monocle was standing in the doorway. He fixed his monocle, and peered at Mary “miss… Miss Dorn?!” he asked, apparently shocked at her ripped, slightly bloodstained, filthy cloths. “Yes Rogal I and my friends need to stay here for a bit…” she said, stepping through the doorway. “I’ll inform the lord, and lady.” He said, walking into another room. John looked around, taking in his surroundings the house was dripping with expense, gold, and glass tables with ornately blown glass displays, and a crystal chandelier in the entrance hall. Mary leads them into the living room, an entire wall presumably used for holo displays, a couch that looked like soft enough to sink in a bit under his gaze, and another chandelier dominated most of the room, there were, of course, other decorations in the room, all expensive, and overly ornate, such is the prerogative of the upper class. John was extremely uncomfortable, even more so when Mary’s parents walked in “MARY! WHAT ON EARTH HAPPENED TO YOU!?” her mother piped up, rushing to her daughters side, and embracing her, before recoiling “you need to go clean up!” she demanded. “Mom I-“she was cut off. “I don’t care! You will come and clean yourself this instant!” Mary lowered her head, trying to hide her reddening face under her hair, and allowed herself to be led off. “So now that the ladies are gone we can talk freely.” Mary’s father began, turning to john “so why’r you so uncomfortable?” he asked in a slight drawl, found most commonly with miners. John looks up at him “I’ve always had a problem with those who live in excess, not the fact that they do, but the attitude it seems to come with… so I’m a little…upset to find the woman I may be finally falling for comes from a society that has wronged me in the past…but that’s a story for another time.”. “Now I ain’t a very smart person, but that sir is a very general statement, me, I worked for my stuff, and Mary always hated the life style we had, she preferred much simpler things, but I love her mother, so she put up with it. Hell, even her mother is pretty generous, if a bit stuck on her friends expectations…” he said, convincingly, “so why don’t you take your hat off ‘n put yer feet up fer awhile?”. “My hat stays on. Period, however I will take your offer of putting my feet up for awhile… why don’t you get to know slink here?” john replied, sitting on the couch. It was indeed soft, but he had never found comfort in soft things, so he quickly got up, and sat against a wall, tuning out the conversation happening next to him, and thinking about the household he’d be staying at, and if it affected his feelings for Mary.
 7thwave- · Thu Sep 04, 2008 @ 06:05am · 1 Comments |
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