I13DT - A Deal's a Deal

[Nailah Weaver]

"Are we talking 'new new' or throwback?" she teases, turning around to face the door expectantly.

[Samantha McManus]

The knob turns, and the door is thrown open to show Samantha with a thick mantle of feathers, a raven perched on either shoulder. Her usual feather dress had grown long and trailing along the floor, and there was a bit of swagger to her bearing.

"...you were calling for the throwback. I know I can't surprise you."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Oh dear..." she mumbles, her tail swishing back and forth behind her. "Are you sure you want left-overs? This warmed up pasta suddenly looks very inappropriate for the occasion."

[Samantha McManus]

"What I'd really like is rather... impractical," she says tactfully.

"You needn't worry though, love."

[Nailah Weaver]

"That's just fine with me, because I wasn't really intending on letting you anywhere any time soon." she says as she sidles up to Sam.

[Samantha McManus]

"Food is food, especially in pleasant company," she smiles.

[Nailah Weaver]

"Here's to a nice meal in excellent company then, my Phantom Queen." she says, leaning in close to Sam.

[Samantha McManus]

"Oh, you are pouring it on," she says with a slow grin, the ravens on her shoulders taking flight and perching atop the cabinets, regarding Nailah.

[Nailah Weaver]

"And why shouldn't I." she smiles before kissing Sam.

[Samantha McManus]

"Because you know I'll be insufferable," she smirks after returning the kiss eagerly.

[Nailah Weaver]

"Nothing I can't handle." she grins, breaking the kiss after a while.

[Samantha McManus]

"So you say," she chuckles, trailing a finger along Nailah's cheek before walking over to pick up one of the plates.

[Nailah Weaver]

"Would I lie to you?" she purrs.

[Samantha McManus]

"Lying? No. Brave? Oh, aye."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Oh so you think I'm in over my head too, hmm? Must have something to do with the red hair." she laughs, twirling a strand of Sam's hair around her finger.

[Samantha McManus]

"Oh, was there discussion about this?"

[Nailah Weaver]

"Not particularly. More that she thinks I'm in over my head in general."

[Samantha McManus]

"Ah, that soothes my paranoia a bit."

[Nailah Weaver]

"She does worry about you, but I think it's a bit unfounded."

[Samantha McManus]

"I'm not certain what there is to worry about."

[Nailah Weaver]

"You'd probably best ask her that yourself."

[Samantha McManus]

"Think I ought to? I suppose I can take my own medicine."

[Nailah Weaver]

"She thinks you're not committing enough to being the Morrigan. Up to you whether you feel like dealing with that..."

[Samantha McManus]

"Some situations aren't quite able to be solved by a cackling war goddess. Even Thor had to be Donald Blake at times."

[Nailah Weaver]

"You don't have to tell me. Don't just go and confront her about it though or she'll just think I send you after her." she chuckles.

[Samantha McManus]

"And you'll be there, with a bucket of popcorn?"

[Nailah Weaver]

"I just might." she teases.

[Samantha McManus]

"And here we see that being a seer is just an elaborate pretense for getting redheads to fight for your amusement."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Is that so much to ask for?" she chuckles.

[Samantha McManus]

"We're on to you. It's going in the newsletter."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Does that one go out to all redheads or just the psychic ones?"

[Samantha McManus]

"I'm not certain I'm allowed to tell you."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Trick question. Everybody knows all redheads are psychic." she chuckles.