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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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"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?"

"Could be time related or something you wouldn't notice easily," Frau pointed out.

With all of the other weird things that could happen in this place, he wouldn't be the least bit surprised if non-abilitied people somehow wound up with some. He wasn't going to dwell on it much though.

"I already have some."

He didn't particularly want more.

"'Time related'?" Hattie repeated, "I hope not, I've had a friend tell me a time travel story before and it was one of the most confusing things I'd ever heard. I'll go with the second guess."

She then looked taken aback. At first she thought his answer was boring, but then she realized he had more than one! "Really?" she asked, interested, "What else can you do? Do we have to go outside for it?"

That wasn't what Frau had meant by time related at all. He sighed heavily before explaining.

"I meant it would take time to come up, not related to time."

Though that was possible. He didn't get a chance to voice that thought though because Hattie immediately plowed on to what seemed to be more important details to her. Details about him. Great. Instead of sharing specifics, he just went with a vague answer that would allow her to form her own opinions. As usual.

"I'm a fighters. I have a lot of abilities up my sleeve."

Many he would never reveal to her either.

"... Oh!" Hattie exclaimed, light-bulb going off. Now she gets it!

However, yes, Hattie has moved on already and is once more on the prowl, and is completely unaware of the tactics that he's using. Which is actually a little unusual considering her own (questionable) social skills; perhaps an angel is looking out for him today or something.

She hits a major roadblock there, because she doesn't know beyond the most basic of self-defense. Challenging him to a spar was out of the question. However,

"That sounds useful. Could you teach me? I only know one way."

That was a good thing. At least it was for Hattie. She just would have gotten frustrated if she'd noticed and continued to press him. Frau was never going to share specific details. It was too ingrained in him not to. Granted a few people here had already found out, but he didn't want it to be a full broadcast even if what he was wouldn't be known thanks to the fact that nobody knew the Barsburg religion.

"To fight? You're kidding."

Frau couldn't picture Hattie as a fighter at all. In fact, just the thought of it nearly made him laugh. She would probably break and nail and have a complete breakdown.

Hattie frowned. She could tell he was trying not to laugh, she just -could-. And she didn't like that one bit, she getting a bit flustered as she crossed her arms, "W- What is that supposed to mean? I go to the gym every single day, and Nelliel is a tough instructor!" she protests.

Though Frau was so right. After she chipped that nail she'd be traumatized. She'd be much happier making people fight -for- her, but frankly, that just isn't an option right now.

"I can't exactly see you getting sweating and risking physical injury all the time."

His eyes were glittering as he told her this. Despite her apparent irritation with his opinion, Frau didn't really care. He was speaking the truth after all. Hattie just wouldn't be cut out for fighting. It was completely opposite her personality.

Hattie wasn't exactly insulted, because Frau did pretty much hit the nail on the head. But that didn't mean she had to be happy about it and so she crossed her arms, and glanced to the side as she tried not to look guilty about it, "S- So? Maybe I would for the greater good or something like that!"

Though the 'greater good' in Hattie's case would likely be getting to the last pair of shoes on sale before her opponent.

She then looked to him, almost pouting. Almost, "Well, then what -can- you see me doing then?"

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"It would depend on the situation," he admitted.

Frau's version of a time when Hattie might pick up and fight was a lot more than just the "greater good." He might be able to picture her doing something dangerous and strenuous if her life or the life of someone she cared about were threatened to a certain point. Other than that, he doubted it.

He had to think for awhile about her last question. He knew a lot of answers, but she probably wouldn't like any of them. It made it a lot more difficult for him to come up with one.

"I could see you trying to help with the coordination of supplies during a fight."

"I'm listening." was Hattie's reply, the moment he said it would depend. While her gaze wasn't scritinizing, she was honestly curious how Frau envisioned her. Though statistically, there wasn't any way he would say anything demeaning as he seemed intent on staying on her good side.

On the other hand, why fix a method that isn't broken?

The answer she gets, she isn't entirely sure how to react to, but it starts off as disapproving, "Oh what does -that- have to do with me de-" pause.

Pause. "Actually, that doesn't sound so bad. I like that. I also would have accepted 'cheerleader'."

Frau chuckled.

"I hadn't thought of that one, but I could certainly see that too."

And he could. She'd probably be really good at it too. Frau could easily picture Hattie screaming her head off to cheer on the people she liked. Like being the key word there. It wouldn't technically be related to sides.

Frau is so very very right, sides would hardly be a factor. Hattie seemed rather proud about Frau's agreement, though takes a moment to take care of the bill.

"Hmn, I should start heading back home," she pondered aloud, though added directly to Frau, "This was a rather interesting trip, we should to it again sometime don't you think?"

"I'm up for it whenever you are, unless I'm working that night."

He didn't think Hattie would do well at Purgatory. More importantly, he couldn't see her wandering around alone after sirens. It would likely get her killed.

The Flowers of Robert Mapplethorpe

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