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With a wadded up hand towel, Rhiannon wiped fog from the mirror in Cian’s bathroom and looked at herself. Her hair was wet from the shower, and there were raccoon circles under her eyes, remnants of yesterday’s makeup. She spun some toilet paper from the roll and used it to wipe away the mascara. As she tipped her face left and right, she saw the mark that Cian’s mouth left on her neck; it was somewhere between a bite and a bruise, but it was faint and wouldn’t last the day. There was a comb near the sink. She parted her hair and brushed the tangles out of the lengths.

It was after noon. Early in the morning, Cian had left the cabin to take a boat of passengers on a day cruise. Rhiannon just rolled over and went back to sleep, tucked safely in covers that smelled like the two of them and their lovemaking. When she woke up again, she was surprised to have been out so long, and she sat on the edge of the bed feeling disoriented by heavy slumber and a bad dream she couldn’t quite remember.

Rhiannon pulled on her sweater, jeans, and boots and rummaged through Cian’s cabinets until she found what she needed to brew a pot of coffee. She took a mug of it onto the front steps and sat down, blowing across the steaming surface.

Re: The World is Tiny

on 2013-10-28 03:10 am (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] cian_oneill
Cian's glance darted to Rhiannon when he sensed her reaction to the name, surprised both at the reaction, and the fact he sensed it so strongly.

"So you do know her?" he asked, rhetorically, as clearly the answer was yes. He felt the hairs at the back of his neck lift a little in reaction, as if he wished he had known earlier. Not that he would have done it, but he may have paid the woman more attention.

"And no, I didn't, sorry. They frown on that sort o' thing," he continued with an apologetic grin. "Did I tell y' abou' th' three o' them on the roof? At the Skylark?" he asked.
Edited on 2013-10-28 03:26 am (UTC)

Re: The World is Tiny

on 2013-10-28 03:48 am (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] cian_oneill
He frowned a little, his right hand moving behind her and rubbing her back when he sensed her discomfort, his other hand quickly putting the rest of the danish in his mouth, his fingers flicking the crumbs away as he chewed and swallowed.

"There were two others talkin' with her tha' night. Didn' go too well," he said, not in the habit of evesdropping, but having heard Rhiannon's name mentioned had tuned in to the conversation. "A young woman and... " Cian stopped for a moment, thinking back. He clicked his fingers as he realised something. "Brian! That's where I'd seen him before," he said, almost to himself as he put two and two together. He gave her a rather sheepish look.

"Sorry, something 'd been bugging me f' a while, just figured it out," he told her reassuringly. "Guy by the name of Brian, and a young woman, Helen I think i' was, were havin' a disagreement w' Julianna," he said, telling Rhiannon what he could remember of the conversation, including the mention of her name. "Oh, an' there were a fourth now I remember, another guy, seemed to be there with her. Bit outta his depth I think."

Re: The World is Tiny

on 2013-10-28 11:51 pm (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] cian_oneill
"Not sure, but the whole conversation was a little weird," he said, frowning as he thought back. "Like she was trying to remember something, but..." He shrugged, and picked up her coffee, taking another sip before demolishing the pastry she'd left on top of it. "She doesn't know me as anything but a skipper of a boat," he added, licking the crumbs from his fingers as he handed back her cup.

"She someone I should be concerned about?"

Re: The World is Tiny

on 2013-10-29 02:42 am (UTC)
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Posted by [personal profile] cian_oneill
Cian's frown deepened for a moment, really wishing he'd known this before he'd met the woman, but realising just as quickly that that was impossible. None of them would have known to expect this.

And he was more interested in finding out more about the Council. While he'd know of Slayers, he'd not been told anything much about the Council. His eyes fixed on Rhiannon's.

"Would they now?" He paused for a moment then added, "tell me more."

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