Wednesday Morning at the Perk

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

She'd give anything for a shower. Keeping the cast dry is a pain in the butt. But she's up and dressed and ready to get back in the swing of things. She'd met the mayor yesterday, and not much could be more bizarre than chatting with the CHeshire Cat's bigger, more frightening, brother. But he'd turned out to be really nice, and he knew her even if she didn't know him, and he'd been understanding. Overall, people here were pretty nice and it was time to go meet them.

Tucking her tablet and a book into a sling bag, she left a note for Ten telling him she'd be at the local coffee shop...because there had to be one, right? She set out in search of a vanilla latte, and was not disappointed. Leaning her crutches against the wall, she sits and watches for faces she recognizes...or that recognize her.

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Ten wanders by around eleven and waves. He is walking Maeve.

Yes, walking the cat.

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She smiles at him, scooping up Maeve to scratch her under the chin and stroke her back. "You didn't have to come...I'm not overdoing it. I promise."

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

He grins back at her. "I'm not checking up on you, honest. She--" he gestured towards Maeve, "wanted out."

The kitten mews and Ten responds with "Yes, you did." Another mew, more planitive. "What do you mean, a treat? You don't deserve any treat."

He smiles at CJ. "Her language skills are improving."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"I...see that." She strokes her softly. "Could I con you into getting me another vanilla latte, Ten? So I don't have to disturb Maeve? And they might have, you know, some turkey or something I might like to eat." she looks down at the kitten, "I share well."

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Maeve mews in a rather excited manner. Ten looks CJ in the eye and raises a brow. "You're impressing her too much. Fine, fine, I'll go." With a smile, he goes in and fetches a turkey and swiss sandwich and a vanilla latte.

And a couple of little half and half thingies for Maeve. Because he's a sucker.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

She tears out a little piece of turkey and holds it down to the kitten, smiling. "So, I new girl in your life, huh? I have competition?" She grins at him devilishly.

"Thanks for the coffee. I, um, haven't changed, right? Still and always a vanilla latte?"

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Maeve eats the turkey out of her hand. Then she looks cute. It's interesting how similar the expression on her face is to Ten's when he wants something.

He settles into the chair next to her. "Well, she's harder to buy jewelry for, so I think you're still in the lead. And aye, vanilla latte. I think that's too hardwired into your brain because Rhi can't remember what kind of coffee CJ drinks."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"It's all I've ever liked. I just wanted to make sure." sipping her coffee, she pulls out more turkey for Maeve. "Did you talk to Shane?"

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

His face falls, and he doesn't say anything for a moment. She'll kick your arse if you avoid telling her. Just DO it.

"I can't find her and her phone keeps going straight to voicemail. So does Tara's. It's as if they've disappeared."

Maeve makes a sad whimpering noise.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"What? What does that mean?" she pulls out her cell phone and opens the txt feature.

[bbygrl fon mom 911] *send*

"What do you mean, they've disappeared? People don't just disappear."

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

He sighs through his nose, brow furrowing deeper. Welcome to Fandom. "I...I don't know. Seems to happen around here."

Maeve leaps from CJ's lap to his, climbing his coat with her claws and rubbing her fur against his cheek.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"Well, not to Shane, it doesn't. I'll find her. If I have to move Heaven and Earth, I'll find her." She takes a bite of her sandwich now that Maeve has moved away.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

He nods, slowly. This whole disappearing business makes him itch.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"I'll start by filing a missing person's report with the police. We'll start there, and then...I know people. Knew people. I'll take care of it." Her old conviction is just as strong as ever.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Ten nods again. For some reason he doesn't think this will work too well, but he can't exactly say why. So he doesn't say anything at all, only pets Maeve, who is batting at a stray lock of his hair.

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"You're awfully quiet all of a sudden. What's on your mind?" She sips her latte and tears another bit of turkey off, laying it on the table for Maeve.