A Latte Good on a Sunday [open]

[David B.]

He would open the door and let them in, scowling as he turned to Youichi. Thankfully his car was bullet and sound proof.

"Impractical. Dammit...Okay. I want A list of all apartment complexes under a mile of the school. All condo's and available roomshares as well. Find me a tiny house factory within the state ready to build and sell according to specifications. Money is no obstacle. I need some options by the time we're ready to bring it up again."

Youichi nodded and whipped out her phone. She started making calls through her blutooth as David hopped in the other side of the car, next to Kiyr and the girl. He gave a small smile.

"Sorry. We may go."

And August would head off as Youichi moved over to her Kawasaki Ninja to follow behind.

[Kyrie Blaze]

It was a good thing he turned away. As Aurelia clambered to either hang over the middle portion of the front seat or wedge herself between bucket seats, Kyrie watched the man outside the door. She couldn't hear him, nor did she have the benefit of being able to read his lips with his back to her...but she could tell by the tiny motions and his posture he was speaking to Youichi. And whatever it was - and the blonde bet it had to do with this new information she'd given David - the woman reacted very quickly. A cell phone. Kyrie turned her blue eyes forward to watch August and her daughter...and then she angled them to the side as David settled in.

She nodded at his words, and waited until they were on the move - Aurelia lifted and deposited on the seat (with a slight frown—no booster seat) and buckled in, as well as herself - before turning a critical but compassionate gaze to David.

"When was the last time you ate a proper meal?"

Shit.

[David B.]

A proper meal? His brow furrowed. He'd had a bagel a few days ago....he had something along with the hot chocolate today, didn't he? He couldn't really remember. The last month or two had been a blur. His body was still strong but...getting thinner. He would shrug and smile wide, as though he was unconcerned.

"Haha, no clue....I guess it's been a while."

He watched the girl with a little sparkle in his eye. He wouldn't admit it except to Youichi, but David absolutely adored children. Every time the woman brought her son over, he played and spent time with him.

It didn't help that his house was big. And empty.

"I'm not worried about it. There is plenty of time for eating later."

[Kyrie Blaze]

He didn't, and he's hardly touched the cocoa. She noticed. And she also noticed the way he looked down at Aurelia with his last words. Her eyes narrowed. Just because Damien wasn't a perv didn't give David a free pass.

"You need to eat some decent food." Her tone promised she'd sit and shove it down his throat if she had to, and she put her hand gently on Aurelia's shoulder—the one next to David. More, she glanced at August through the rear view mirror and arched a brow in suggestion. "Before we go see this house you had been so eager to show me. Or we can stop at my place and I'll make something."

Another kink in the plans. Wasn't it so much fun, David?

"Either way, I know you need to eat something, David, and I am certain your private nurse would not even blink before she agreed with that statement."

[David B.]

He gave a little smile.

"You misunderstand- I'm not eager. I'm just prepared. And today I had free time and figured we might as well get it done. If grabbing some food would put you at ease we can certainly do so. It puts a damper on the house visit anyway, knowing you're not as interested as I had expected."

He didn't exactly think she'd be chomping at the bit, but he didn't expect her to not want a house at all. Getting food would make it easier anyway- it would get youichi the time necessary to acquire their resources.

"Is there something you would prefer?"

He crossed his legs, watching her with a bemused expression on his face. She was on to him, it seemed. She saw his structure and, he felt, got a delight out of watching him sweat. He'd have to change up his game a little.

[Kyrie Blaze]

"I believe," She began, her gaze sharpening slightly—but not negatively, "That when it comes to family in situations like this, you are very eager. And I do not blame you."

Her head slowly quirked and her hand slipped down Aurelia's back to give a pat as her daughter restlessly rummaged around in her bag to withdraw her figurine.

"You are the man that hardly eats, so it is your choice. Be warned, though: if you want me to choose, Mom-Mode is on in full, and you eat what I give you."

Which could be scary, if he didn't know if she was any good at cooking or not.

[David B.]

    He would turn to look out the window...there were clouds rolling in.

    "That's fine. I'm not picky."

    It was true- as wealthy as he was, people often tried to get him to up his class in fine dining. And while he had his share of public events, when he was home he steamed veggies, cooked chicken and ate various fruits. He used to eat sometimes six times a day- but in recent weeks he was lucky to get in once. It used to be to build muscle but the stress of everything being the way it was now...he turned to look at her with the smallest of smiles.

    "Why spend money if we don't have to....your place, then?"

[Kyrie Blaze]

Good.

She quirked her head a little at his words but smiled and nodded as Aurelia thrust her little figurine at David and wave-wiggled it about. Of course, she was grinning gleefully with her simultaneous exclamation: "Look! It's Damien!"

Kyrie sat back, her spine at an angle into the back corner, so she could watch. Her mind was already turning over options. What she had, what she could make. She blinked a bit at her daughter's cry, but...she was aware it was the cat.

[David B.]

    David turned and blinked, then chuckled, reaching out to tap a finger against the head of the cat.

    "It looks just like him. Probably acts just like him too. Haha very cool. Is he your bodyguard?"

    He wouldn't even be paying attention to Kiyr, so despite knowing that she had gone still at his expected reaction, he didn't let her think for an instant he'd get mad at or harm a child. He'd reach into his own pocket and pull out a small figurine of his own. It was worn and very anime style. It didn't much look like Damien, but had his name written in silver sharpie at the bottom. He'd offer it to the girl.

    "See, this is my Damien. It was his was he was real little. Like your size."

    He'd glance up at Kiyr before offering it to the child.

    "You want to hold it?"

[Kyrie Blaze]

It wasn't that she thought he would get angry, but that he would actually look for Damien and not find him. So she just let her lips curve gently as David clued in very quickly, and glanced up at August, who was already en route, it seemed, allowing the blonde to plan the rest of what she was going to make, though, it didn't take too long.

Aurelia squeaked with wide eyes and reached up to grab it before freezing.

"Please?"

Almost forgot about that! She felt her mother's finger tapping against her back when she reached up and then they gave a slight rub, making her smile a little.

[David B.]

He chuckled a little and handed it to her.

"Take extra special care of it, ok?"

David would look up at Kiyr.

"She is adorable, and clearly cares about my brother. I take it you and your...partner prior to Damien had her together?"


OOC: ITEM RECIEVED - Fog Figurine, Special Item slot: +1 Atk | Ability: up to 2 times per thread, Kiyr may run up a wall for up to 10 steps, her feet sticking to the surface during running! CANNOT BE TRADED OR SOLD.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Aurelia's eyes went wiiiiiiide and she hugged the figurine close, then looked up at David, then down at the figurine, then back up.

"Thanks..! ...uhm..."

Kyrie blinked a little at the question. "My ex-husband. And yes, she likes Damien a lot."

She felt no need to mention that her daughter also liked many of the other men between her ex am Damien, as well. Nor did she care to go into detail about the fact that when things didn't work out, the girl quite often took it hard. So she left it as simple and sweet.

"...uhm. Don't you want to...have a Damien to watch over you, too? Won't you be lonely?"

[David B.]

"I see."

David turned his gaze back down the child, listening with due attention as she spoke. He would reach over and very lightly tousle her hair- not quite like a boy, but still enough that he was telling her she was kind for thinking of him.

"Nah, I got his teddy bear. It's white and cozy. He sits right on my bed. He'll protect me. You keep that- he would want to know you're safe."

David would look to August, who was turning now onto the highway. He didn't say anything, but he saw the red head looking at him through the rear view and scowled at him. August promptly face forward.

That's better.

[Kyrie Blaze]

The girl giggled and reached up, items in her hands, and smoothed her hair a little with a pleased "Heyyy" that made it very obvious she didn't mind at all. This time, anyway.

"Okay. I've got two Damiens, now..!"

She turned and thrust the humanoid figure at her mother, who took and inspected it with a slight smile...and then handed it back to her daughter.

"Double the protection for you, Lia." She winked, a conspirator in the making, and was content to watch as her daughter turned back to David...and promptly threw her arms around him, fingers clutching her toys as she tried to catch David in the biggest hug! ...well. Aside from those she gave her mom! And Aunt! And Gramma and Grampa! ...and maybe Damien, too!

Okay, it was pretty close to Damien's.

"Thank you!"

[David B.]

David laughed, bringing up one arm and giving only a slight wince at the pain in his side as he hugged her, rubbing her back gently.

"You're very welcome."

He'd dip his chin in a little and close his eyes, a fleeting spasm of pain creasing his face before he let her go. He'd glance again at August, who was no longer paying attention to them in any way shape or form. He was humming to himself, trying to look and act inconspicuous. He saw and heard nothing. NOTHING. AND HE'D FIGHT ANYONE WHO TRIED TO SAY OTHERWISE. David would clear his throat before speaking to Kiyr once more.

"Your orchestra. Do you...play with them every month or just a few shows a year?"

Yes. A triumphant change of subject!