sirenspull_logs | The Flowers of Robert Mapplethorpe

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frau,
hattie

The Flowers of Robert Mapplethorpe

Who: Frau and Hattie
When: Valentine's Day, Noon
Where: Frau's Apartment then to the city
Summary: After an annoying day of 'work', Hattie goes to blow off some steam.
Warnings: None yet, if you know what I mean. AND I THINK YOU DO.

Hattie had a rather aggravating morning; she had spent so much time envying Ella for getting to work for Byakuya, and when the opportunity showed itself for her to step in, it had to be one of the most unsatisfying experiences she had ever gone through. She left the university in a sour mood, and took a ride toward the mall- But then an idea struck her, why go by herself when she had perfectly fine resources to access?

Should she call Larry? Not a -bad- idea, but that wouldn't do today.
Keigo? Not him either, that'd be -too- good a deed on her end.
Frau? Yes, he'd be the perfect person to be seen hanging around with on Valentine's Day! And, knowing him, he was at home doing nothing. Terrible.

And so she had the driver head off to his apartment without even calling. Hattie didn't bother to change, so once the car arrives, she's tromping up the stairs, in black slacks and white blouse under her winter coat, then knocks hard on his door.

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Placing the piece of food back down, Hattie watched Frau curiously. While she was smiling, she made certain not to laugh during the moment of fumbling. Her eyes were locked on his fingers, however, "I.. Um. Hmn, I don't remember why." Hattie asked the exact same question, but once she learned how to hold them, the answer pretty much just left her brain.

She probably should have remembered that, but too late now! "I believe they do have plastic forks; but I know you can do this- If you can handle a weapon, you can handle chopsticks. Here."

Setting hers down, she took Frau's hand and placed the lower stick in place, "The bottom stick is the cradle. You don't move this; keep it in place with your thumb." The other is placed between his other fingers, "Move these simultaneously to grip. Try it."

Frau was feeling more and more like an idiot, and he didn't like it. In fact, it sucked royally. Eating wasn't supposed to be this difficult. You shouldn't get frustrated and have to fight for your food. Well, at least not normal food. Frau was used to fighting for the other kind he needed to eat.

"How is this related to a weapon?"

He couldn't help grumbling. These chopsticks were just dumb.

Awww Frau! Hattie's starting to feel bad about the man's frustration; she hopes he doesn't snap and flip a table! He does ask a fair question though, and it takes her a moment to recall what she was told, "Well.. A weapon is an extension of your arm, right?" she so hopes she got that right.

The funny thing was; she acted eerily similar in the situation- It was very.. Odd actually seeing this behavior rather than being the one acting it out. "Just keep relaxed, Frau, don't try to force it. It's gentle control of your fingers. Though there is an alternative.."

Hattie picks up a piece with salmon, "I could feed it to you. There's only one day in the year I'd consider that for you~." she teases.

An extension of his arm? No. The scythe literally resided inside his arm. It was, quite simply, a part of him. Even if it was a part that he didn't really want since it was slowly taking him over from the inside out.

"Utensils aren't an extension of your arm or your fingers. They're just tools. You don't get attached to utensils."

Frau gives up and tosses the chopsticks aside. He hasn't had a chance to even sample the food yet, which is ridiculous. So he simply grabs one with his fingers and tosses it into his mouth, chewing slowly. It's different, but he can't say that it's bad.

"Oh yeah? Just the one?"

Hattie watched in amusement, though her gaze followed the tossed chopsticks. Ah well, they weren't her problem anymore! Seeming fine with him eating with his fingers, she patiently awaited his reaction before talking.

He seemed to approve! "We don't have this where I'm from either. Should I get home, this will certainly be one of the things I miss," she says, seeming quite pleased. Though back to the subject of weapons, "So.. What, weapons are tools that you get attached to? I hit someone with a fan once and I don't think I've felt any closer to it." noted with a smirk.

"And yes, 'just the one', Frau." she points to another. "Try the reddish one next, that's crab. It's one of my favorites."

((Pft, whoops. Switched tenses on that last one.))

Frau was quite willing to try the suggested piece before continuing this discussion. After all the time and energy he'd wasted on the chopsticks, he was starving. Actually, these sushi things were pretty good even if they didn't have actual meat in them. Maybe if they served something like this at the church once in awhile he wouldn't get so tired of fish and vegetables.

"If you're actually a fighter that uses the same weapon over and over again you become attached to it. It's only then when you're so comfortable and skilled in its use that it feels like an extension of your arm."

While Frau wasn't exactly a fighter in the more common sense, he still fit the role. The scythe didn't quite apply consider its specifics, but Frau had felt the whole "part of him" thing in the correct way with a bascule. He hadn't been able to use one in awhile though.

"....... Oh." That was an impressive answer, Hattie had never thought of it like that. It was so impressive, in fact, that she blushed a little, "I see. Well that does make sense. I'll have to ask about it myself then."

Hattie seems pleased that he's enjoying the food, though, it seems she's two for two in introducing new things!

Hattie took a piece with bluefish tuna, wrapped in cucumber and was quiet for a moment. She then asked, out of the blue, "Are you cursed, Frau? I saw when you were frozen last month."

Frau had been about to put another piece of sushi into his mouth when she asked him that. The sushi fell from his fingers, and he just stared at her. She'd seen that? Crap. He was going to have to do some serious explaining and damage control with this one.

As for the cursed question, he didn't really know how to answer that either. It wasn't like he was cursed really, but carrying around the scythe could certainly feel that way. Since he wasn't actually cursed, he could still give her an honest answer.

"No."

Ah, there he goes with the super short answers again, and rather than ease Hattie, it only makes her more suspicious. She chewed as normal though, pretending that she didn't see him drop the food.

"Oh?" she paused a moment, "Then what happened? I thought someone had cursed you."

"Where I'm from that's not even possible. A curse. At least not really. You can become corrupted, but I'm not sure it's the same thing as what you're talking about. It wouldn't cause someone to freeze solid at least."

Frau figured he would answer he questions, but not the specific one she was really trying to get at. If he did some explaining that wasn't directly related to him, she might forget about making him answer why he had frozen.

".. Corrupted?" Hattie looked a bit stunned by the word, and she let that sink in for a moment; the dance is only partially successful. "Well.. No, I suppose it isn't the same then. What would cause something like that then?"

She then frowns in concern, "Were you attacked from behind, maybe?"

"By kor. They don't seem to exist here, but it my world they can cause a lot of suffering."

Even Frau, who couldn't be tainted by a kor, had suffered because of them. One had managed to get a hold of Teito, which was bad enough. Worse yet, a warsfiel had set him up, and Frau had fallen for it, winding up in prison.

"Corruption has nothing to do with me. That just happens to me when it gets cold enough."

This was starting to get a little confusing for Hattie; she could barely understand the concept of arrancar! She supposed kor could be compared to a witch.

Afterward, the female blonde seems to accept Frau's answer, "Oh. Well no wonder you dislike Winter," she says, not that he ever said that, "Personally I can't stand it either. You remember that week long blizzard? Couldn't take it, it was one of the worst experiences I've ever had. It never gets this cold where I'm from!"

"Well there is -one- good thing from the season, the jackets and scarves are fantastic. What did you do during the blizzard anyway?"

"Called off work and stayed inside," Frau answered.

He'd tried to figure out a way to get from his apartment to Purgatory without needing to go outside, but it had been an impossible task. One step outside had frozen him over until he'd gotten enough eating packs into his coat to prevent that.

"You actually had to -call- them? What a bunch of jerks," Hattie said with a frown, "Come to think of it, I suppose a lot of people had to stay home alone. That's terrible; I'm glad that wasn't me."

Hattie finished off her tea, and helped herself to a more sushi. She wasn't a light eater it'd seem and poor Keigo learned that the hard way. "Well, I'm glad you're all right, Frau." Because if he froze forever, she wouldn't have anyone to drag around on Valentine's day.

"Of course. They aren't overly accommodating at work."

He shrugs though, not particularly bothered by it. There are far less rules at Purgatory than there were at the church.

"It wasn't really like I was alone. I had Tolly with me."

Which was true. Frau's kitten had spent most of the day trying to pounce on Frau's fingers and eat his gloves, as usual. Thankfully he'd managed to get the cat to sleep for a little while and had enjoyed simply petting him.

"Slave drivers," Hattie quickly replies.

Tolly? "Your cat! I didn't see the little darling when I came in, you'll have to introduce us properly next time, I think. If it were -my- cat, she'd.. Um. Hmn, I'm not certain what Lucifurr would do but she's not very exciting." originally she thought she was getting a talking cat. It didn't talk and so she lost interest, leaving Ella to take care of her.

Hattie, you are terrible.

"How'd you come up with the name?"

"She was quite content curled up in my room. It was dark, and she'd already eaten. No better time or place to sleep."

Of course the fact that the kitten had spent most of the morning running around like a banshee had helped with the need to rest. Thankfully she'd been almost done by the time Frau came home from work, so she hadn't kept him up. Not that it would have mattered. He'd been so tired he would have slept through it anyway.

When Hattie asked about the name, Frau just shrugged. He hadn't really planned it out.

"It just fit I guess."

Hattie could only picture the most adorable thing with the mention of a curled up cat, "That's adorable." As for the name it seemed horribly simple to her. She really had no room to judge at all, though, since her cat's name at first was 'Cat'.

"How so? I'm not certain what 'Tolly' means.." Hattie was feeling in a better mood than before; Frau of course wasn't overly talkative still, but to her he seemed to be less distant than before.

"Doesn't really mean anything," he told her with a shrug. "It just is. I just sort of came up with it when I saw her and decided to stick with it."

There wasn't anything more than that. He plucked another piece of sushi off the plate and tossed it into his mouth. This place would need to go on his list of ones to return to at some point. The food was actually really good.

"Ooooh, I see. Well it's a cute name!" Hattie exclaims, then pauses a moment to eat more as well. She wasn't kidding when she said it was her favorite, though after having her fill she set her chopsticks down and dabbed at her lips with a napkin.

"The thing about sushi," she then notes, "Is that there is a significant difference in quality between cheap and expensive sushi, at least that I've found. I would say this is about.. Oh.. Mid-budget. So if you go grocery shopping, don't buy too much of the cheaper stuff until you've tried it first."

There's another pause, "Have you ever heard of Vincent Nightray?"

Frau would keep that in mind, but he may not have much choice. He didn't really keep a very high budget for food or anything else. His apartment and handling Tolly pretty much used up all of his funds on a monthly basis. For the most part he was fine with that.

"No, not that I know of."

"Ah, darn.." Hattie replied, though only seemed mildly disappointed. She stared into space for a moment, then raised her hand to the waiter for the bill. "He asked me out to dinner this evening, though I don't know too much about him. I suppose I'll find out tonight."

Once the bill arrived she looked it over with a neutral expression. "You know what I heard? Apparently 'newcomers' have a special power. Is yours the zaiphon?"

Frau lifted his eyebrows slightly at her going out to dinner with someone she didn't know. Then again, maybe it wasn't that surprising. She was out with him, and there was no way she knew all that much about him. Hopefully she wasn't about to get herself into trouble.

He considered her question for a moment, but shook his head.

"I doubt it. I've had zaiphon since I was a kid. If newcomers here have a special power, I'd assume that means they gain it while they're here."

He'd never heard about special powers suddenly being gained, but that didn't mean it wasn't true.

Hattie certainly didn't seem to be concerned about it; but she was hoping Frau knew so she could get a tip or two on how to impress the man. Alas she'd be on her own.

"Oh. Hmn." Hattie's brows furrowed for a moment in thought, then nodded her head in understanding, "That does make sense. I've never noticed anything different about Ella, though, so maybe it is just a rumor after all."

"Though it'd be fun to have a special power. If you could have one, what would it be?"

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