May Catchall

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Who: Diva (colorature) & Various
What: Catchall for the remainder of May
When: May & June
Where: Various
Warning(s): Uh...Diva being...Diva...will update if necessary. NSFW.

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Hmmm...

_{[She easily finds the bacon, pulling it out of the meat drawer, only to set it on the counter. Was there really anything she didn't like to eat? She can't think off the top of her head a food she dislikes.]}

Not really? I like to eat lots of things. I just have things I like to eat more than others.

_{[Gently she closes the doors to the fridge, opting to hop up onto one of the counters to sit, legs dangling over the edge as she lets them swing to and fro.]}

I had lemon tarts the other day. They were quite good.

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[ He sorts out food for JB, and when he back to her, he doesn't seem surprised to see her on the countertop. He's not sure anything she did would surprise him, at this point. In fact, he strolls nearby, leaning on the counter beside her and looking up. What a mysterious person Diva is... A bit of a proper lady, in some respects, but definitely not all, with her cavalier attitude. She must like him, though, if she showed up here to ensure he made good on his offer. That's, uh, something.

The mention of lemon tarts startles a laugh out of him. ]

Lemon tarts ain't in my wheelhouse, love. [ He sees then that she only grabbed the bacon. With the eggs out, that's just the start of a breakfast. ] But I can make you a proper English breakfast, like my mum would.

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That's okay. You're not supposed to have tarts for breakfast anyway. Make me an English breakfast then!

_{[Not that that's stopped her in the past, from having dessert for breakfast...but she has been scolded for doing so before. A proper English breakfast though...it sounds good. Or at least breakfast made by Eggsy does.]}

The French like to have pastries for breakfast. Do you like croissants? I like the kind with chocolate in them.

_{[It's not dessert so it counts, even if there's chocolate involved, right? At least the French seem to think so.]}

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[ In an accurate, if exaggerated French accent: ]

Ah, pain au chocolat. [ as he turns away, he loses the accent. ] Big fan. Think we have some, actually.

[ Not that Eggsy normally eats them since he subsists on an uber healthy diet!! but the baked goods in Olympia are top notch, okay. He pulls a paper bag out of the bread box and finds a pastry for Diva. It'll take him a wee bit to make a full breakfast, after all. ]

Anything for the lady.

[ Well, anything for the queen, he supposes. ]

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_{[The accent gets a laugh out of her as she watches him go to the breadbox to retrieve a pastry just for her. Ah, he's like a magician. Ask and ye shall receive. Immediately she lights up, taking it with a small thanks. She's delighted, to put it simply, opting to take a big bite out of it immediately.]}

Mn! Ish goof!

_{[Translation: she likes it.]}

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[ ah, how far they've come, from strange and sad beginnings to strange and happy (?) munchings. Eggsy busies himself gathering pots and pans and food, chatting all the while. ]

So! I've gotta ask — [ he glances her way, brows arched, but otherwise casual. ] — how'd you find my place?

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_{[It's a pretty fair question, all things considered. The answer he gets is probably not something he's expecting to get however.]}

I followed my nose.

_{[Like a bloodhound.]}

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[ it does make him blink, even though a reply comes quickly. ]

Is that a joke about my cologne? [ haha, but actually. ] You being serious?

[ WHY IS THAT SURPRISING, when she's a vampire... ]

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Why wouldn't I be?

_{[IS IT REALLY THAT WEIRD? Keaton didn't think it was...but he's basically a werewolf so...he doesn't really count.]}

I've got a good nose.

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[ YOU GOT HIM THERE.

he pauses. thinking, thinking, and ]

Is that... a vampire thing?

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Maybe? I don't know what human noses are like.

_{[For obvious reasons.]}

My friend Keaton has a good nose too but he's a wolfskin.

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Human noses ain't skilled enough for that.

[ tracking, huh. that's a good thing to know and better thing to be able to call on, if need be. ]

What's a wolfskin?

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A type of werewolf, I think. Keaton is really nice. He's my best friend.

_{[Vampires and werewolves. This is your life now.]}

He's also pretty furry.

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[ no... take this twilight business back... ]

Then I'm glad you have him. [ werewolves may be crazy, but a best friend is plenty normal. he smiles warmly. ] My best mate's the girl who lives with me, Roxy.

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Your best mate? You have more than one?

_{[And this is when British English is going to backfire.]}

Are you going to have a baby?

SCREAMS

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[ Diva.

He drops one of the pans on the counter, and a flush creeps up his neck. ]

Jesus Christ. No, I meant — my best friend is what that means. In England. I don't have a — I'm not seeing anyone like that. And I'm definitely not having a baby.

GOMEN

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Oh.

_{[The sudden loud noise doesn't seem to startle her as she gently swings her legs. So he meant that kind of mate, the noun that means friend and not the verb that means to bang...]}

I'm supposed to have a baby. Not right now but eventually.

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[ that makes his brows climb high. 'course it doesn't clear the pink from his cheeks. ]

Are you pregnant?

[ how old is she anyway... she seemed young, but roxy had pointed out that diva was probably older than she appeared. wait, how do vampires get pregnant, anyway? ]

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_{[Roxy's hunch is spot on. Diva is a lot older than she looks.]}

Oh no, I'm not. I haven't mated with anyone before. Solomon wants me to have a baby but he hasn't found anyone suitable yet.

_{[Yeah...talk about an awkward conversation. Not that Diva seems bothered by it. As for the how...it's just like a human would.]}

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[ give him a minute.

he clears his throat. ]

Is Solomon looking for a royal match or something?

[ that's a thing, right... with royalty... heirs and stuff. he's trying to be sensitive, okay. ]

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_{[Oh Eggsy, what a sweet gentleman. She gives him a small shrug, pausing her swinging.]}

I don't really know what he's looking for. He doesn't like any of the choices I made though.

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[ he tries to busy himself with cooking again, bacon sizzling in a pan, toast crisping, cracking eggs. it should be none of his damn business what goes on with diva and her lot, but she seems so young.

at least in some way, if not in age. ]

Why does he want you to have a baby?

[ seeing as it's not for royal purposes. ]

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_{[Eggsy isn't wrong - in some ways Diva is quite stunted thanks to her upbringing and by virtue of what she is and what she's been through. His question is answered with a quizzical look of her own.]}

I don't really know why. I never really asked him why he wants me to have one, just that I'm supposed to.

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[ He turns off the burners and starts plating their food. It's hard to drop the topic when her phrasing sounds so odd. She's supposed to have a baby with someone that this Solomon bloke picks, and she doesn't know why. ]

But you want to be a mum?

[ that's what matters, really. ]

'Cause you know it's a big commitment, right? Nine months of being pregnant, and then actually giving birth, which is pretty painful. Not to mention, taking care of the baby. [ the vampire (?) baby, at that. ]

[ Eggsy had been there when his mum had Daisy, only a few years ago. Her husband Dean had been too busy to show up for the delivery. More like to foot the bill. ]

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Huh? Nine months? Having a baby hurts?

_{[Looks like someone didn't get the memo about that part. Welp.]}

I don't want a baby or to be a mom.