The Return (IC/OPEN)

[Mincaldenteans]

Cymitia rolled beneath the blanket to face him, sighing and rolling her eyes quite visibly. "Whatever." she said with a small smirk, turning away from him again as she prepared to stand, though she put it off for as long as she could being so comfortable in the bed. "My cooking is better anyway." she teased, finally deciding to pull herself up from the bed with a stretch, wiping the sleep from her eyes groggily and wandering out of their bedroom, into the kitchen not so far from the living room. It was certainly an improvement over the tiny kitchen in Hunter's old apartment in London, this one was actually full sized. She didn't waste any time in beginning to prepare what was readily available - pancakes, sausage, eggs, all of which could be bought here in Prince itself directly from the source, as several farms could be found not so far from the cozy town.

It was the most trivial thing, but cooking and simple, normal life things like it always put her in a good mood, and she couldn't help but feel a grin tugging at the her lips as she strolled into the living room and turned on the television, headed back into the kitchen. She couldn't watch it from there, but she could still listen. The news was on as it typically was, and she'd found that news had become considerably more pleasant since the end of the civil war, speaking more often of sporting events, weather, and things of the likes more than murders and robberies. This put her in an even better mood, and it was all she could do to stop herself from grinning like a fool as she prepared breakfast.

"I want bacon!" Hunter groused, sounding more like whine than anything as he pulled a shirt over him and padded through the living room. The news was on the latest footie match. He never understood football, but then, he didn't understand baseball either. Memories went to thoughts of the baseball bat George had given him. Lost, like so many other small personal affects, in London. Butters came up, hissing as usual, returning from whatever adventure had called to him during the night. The townsfolk were at first reluctant of the vorshaj, some where outright frightened. Now, well, they tolerated the creature, realizing that it meant no harm. "Hey boy, go tell mama you want bacon too. Because you know, husbands never get the final word." He rubbed at the creatures head affectionately.

"When's George coming over?" He asked out loud, knowing Cym could hear him clearly.

[Cadia]

I don't wanna wake up sunlight. Why are you bringing me out of my wonderful slumber?

Mike covered his eyes as the sun beamed through the window of the room, giving a rude awakening to a once deep asleep human. Thelin was directly beside him, somehow still asleep and deep under the covers of the bed (having taken many of Mikes sheets during the night). Swinging his legs out of the bed, he walked to the bathroom in order to take a shower.

[Lancearc]

Cymitia rolled beneath the blanket to face him, sighing and rolling her eyes quite visibly. "Whatever." she said with a small smirk, turning away from him again as she prepared to stand, though she put it off for as long as she could being so comfortable in the bed. "My cooking is better anyway." she teased, finally deciding to pull herself up from the bed with a stretch, wiping the sleep from her eyes groggily and wandering out of their bedroom, into the kitchen not so far from the living room. It was certainly an improvement over the tiny kitchen in Hunter's old apartment in London, this one was actually full sized. She didn't waste any time in beginning to prepare what was readily available - pancakes, sausage, eggs, all of which could be bought here in Prince itself directly from the source, as several farms could be found not so far from the cozy town.

It was the most trivial thing, but cooking and simple, normal life things like it always put her in a good mood, and she couldn't help but feel a grin tugging at the her lips as she strolled into the living room and turned on the television, headed back into the kitchen. She couldn't watch it from there, but she could still listen. The news was on as it typically was, and she'd found that news had become considerably more pleasant since the end of the civil war, speaking more often of sporting events, weather, and things of the likes more than murders and robberies. This put her in an even better mood, and it was all she could do to stop herself from grinning like a fool as she prepared breakfast.

"I want bacon!" Hunter groused, sounding more like whine than anything as he pulled a shirt over him and padded through the living room. The news was on the latest footie match. He never understood football, but then, he didn't understand baseball either. Memories went to thoughts of the baseball bat George had given him. Lost, like so many other small personal affects, in London. Butters came up, hissing as usual, returning from whatever adventure had called to him during the night. The townsfolk were at first reluctant of the vorshaj, some where outright frightened. Now, well, they tolerated the creature, realizing that it meant no harm. "Hey boy, go tell mama you want bacon too. Because you know, husbands never get the final word." He rubbed at the creatures head affectionately.

"When's George coming over?" He asked out loud, knowing Cym could hear him clearly.

"If you keep quiet you'll get it sooner or later!" Cymitia retorted, shaking her head as his child like impatience but unable to keep herself from giggling at it at the same time. When Butters wandered into the kitchen her giggling faded only slightly. "Shoo, you're not getting anything!" she insisted, pushing him away slightly with her foot as he wandered towards her. A hiss of protest and his finally accepting his 'defeat' and plopping down at her feet sadly drew another giggle from her though, she deciding to drop a piece of bacon for the creature. "You big baby." she scolded as the Vorshaj greedily snapped up the meat. "I don't know, why don't you call and ask?" Cymitia replied to Hunter's inquiries as to George's visit.

[Altito Asmoro]

4 months later, after the end of war, and whatsoever happened, Gilang had finished his years of service within the GEE as he is a mercenary and now opened a security company in London, with the bulk of his personnels are former HGV soldiers and rebels. His company served as the reserve force for the GEE and sometimes, as military advisors as few of them were former military soldiers outside GEE. Changer had became one of Gilang's personnel too and served as driver.

[Mincaldenteans]

"If you keep quiet you'll get it sooner or later!" Cymitia retorted, shaking her head as his child like impatience but unable to keep herself from giggling at it at the same time. When Butters wandered into the kitchen her giggling faded only slightly. "Shoo, you're not getting anything!" she insisted, pushing him away slightly with her foot as he wandered towards her. A hiss of protest and his finally accepting his 'defeat' and plopping down at her feet sadly drew another giggle from her though, she deciding to drop a piece of bacon for the creature. "You big baby." she scolded as the Vorshaj greedily snapped up the meat. "I don't know, why don't you call and ask?" Cymitia replied to Hunter's inquiries as to George's visit.

"He gets bacon, that means bacon's on the menu too, love you, hon!" Hunter said with a triumphant face. "I haven't heard from George, think I'll just walk on down there and pester him. Speaking of pester, Mike and Thelin said they'll be here for game night. I'm assuming George would want to also, he didn't take kindly to not winning last week's charades." He sat down while breakfast was being put on plates and the table already set. Getting back up, he fixed them both cups of coffee and tossed in a few slices of bread into the toaster.

[Lancearc]

"If you keep quiet you'll get it sooner or later!" Cymitia retorted, shaking her head as his child like impatience but unable to keep herself from giggling at it at the same time. When Butters wandered into the kitchen her giggling faded only slightly. "Shoo, you're not getting anything!" she insisted, pushing him away slightly with her foot as he wandered towards her. A hiss of protest and his finally accepting his 'defeat' and plopping down at her feet sadly drew another giggle from her though, she deciding to drop a piece of bacon for the creature. "You big baby." she scolded as the Vorshaj greedily snapped up the meat. "I don't know, why don't you call and ask?" Cymitia replied to Hunter's inquiries as to George's visit.

"He gets bacon, that means bacon's on the menu too, love you, hon!" Hunter said with a triumphant face. "I haven't heard from George, think I'll just walk on down there and pester him. Speaking of pester, Mike and Thelin said they'll be here for game night. I'm assuming George would want to also, he didn't take kindly to not winning last week's charades." He sat down while breakfast was being put on plates and the table already set. Getting back up, he fixed them both cups of coffee and tossed in a few slices of bread into the toaster.

"You're lucky I decided to cook you anything at all, I could have easily made you do it yourself." Cymitia shot with a grin as she sat down at the table, everything ready and she quickly dropping a portion of everything onto Hunter's plate and taking a seat with her own food, digging in incredibly quickly and vigorously. "Hey," she began in between mouthfuls of breakfast, "do you remember what I told you my favorite movie was?" she asked, Butters not far behind her as she sat down, the vorshaj lying down beneath the table and keeping an eager eye out just in case either of the two happened to drop anything.

[Mincaldenteans]

"You're lucky I decided to cook you anything at all, I could have easily made you do it yourself." Cymitia shot with a grin as she sat down at the table, everything ready and she quickly dropping a portion of everything onto Hunter's plate and taking a seat with her own food, digging in incredibly quickly and vigorously. "Hey," she began in between mouthfuls of breakfast, "do you remember what I told you my favorite movie was?" she asked, Butters not far behind her as she sat down, the vorshaj lying down beneath the table and keeping an eager eye out just in case either of the two happened to drop anything.

“Phantom of the Opera,” Hunter replied with a nod, chewing on a piece of bacon as soon as the plate had landed on the table. It was extra crispy. He chucked a piece under the table, Butters was always around to eat and would take food right off their plates if the vorshaj had it its way. “Why? What’s up?”

[Cadia]

I need coffee now.

The daily morning ritual was almost complete, and he could smell the coffee brewing down the hall. Putting on some clean clothes, Mike walked into the kitchen and turned on the small television on the counter as he waited for the coffee to finish brewing. For some reason, Toronto had actually won a game this season and shocked the regular hockey fans by doing so. Pouring his coffee into a plain white ceramic mug, he placed some fresh cream and two cubes of sugar into it and began to stir the drink as he thought of what to make for breakfast.

[Jessjohnesik]

Anna Collins
The Shard

Anna slowly opened her eyes and lazily reached out her right hand to rub her eyes, only to find Connor's arms locked around her. Thankfully, the next two days were Anna's days off, meaning that she could sleep for as long as she wanted and do nothing but slack off, much to Anna's joy. But, she had another reason to get up: she had to feed the cat, who was clearly hungry by now.
Heavily breathing out, Anna tried to carefully take Connor's hands off of her to get up. She hoped she wouldn't awaken him.

Connor felt her moving around a bit, a small smirk appearing on his lips. He tried to hide this though, pretending that he was still in slumber as she tried to get up, he only tightening his grip on her to prevent her from doing so while still trying to make her assume he wasn't yet awake.

Anna felt Connor tightening his grip and continued to try to get off the bed. She started doubting whether he was asleep at all, a slight smirk appearing on his face. "Connor, I need to feed the cat." She said quietly, just in case he was actually asleep. Anna continued to try and get up, but with little success.

[Lancearc]

Connor felt her moving around a bit, a small smirk appearing on his lips. He tried to hide this though, pretending that he was still in slumber as she tried to get up, he only tightening his grip on her to prevent her from doing so while still trying to make her assume he wasn't yet awake.

Anna felt Connor tightening his grip and continued to try to get off the bed. She started doubting whether he was asleep at all, a slight smirk appearing on his face. "Connor, I need to feed the cat." She said quietly, just in case he was actually asleep. Anna continued to try and get up, but with little success.

"The cat can wait for just a little bit longer can't he?" Connor protested with a smirk, still holding her down despite her attempts to rise from the bed. "Besides, he's not exactly in danger of starving to death you know." he continued stubbornly.

---

"Wow, you actually remembered!" Cymitia said, actually surprised he'd remembered such a miniscule thing after all that they'd gone through. "I found out that they will be showing it in London tomorrow, it'll be a play though. I was thinking that we could go watch it, we haven't been to London in some time, I want to see what it looks like now." she said with a pleasant grin.

[Jessjohnesik]

Anna felt Connor tightening his grip and continued to try to get off the bed. She started doubting whether he was asleep at all, a slight smirk appearing on his face. "Connor, I need to feed the cat." She said quietly, just in case he was actually asleep. Anna continued to try and get up, but with little success.

"The cat can wait for just a little bit longer can't he?" Connor protested with a smirk, still holding her down despite her attempts to rise from the bed. "Besides, he's not exactly in danger of starving to death you know." he continued stubbornly.

---

"Wow, you actually remembered!" Cymitia said, actually surprised he'd remembered such a miniscule thing after all that they'd gone through. "I found out that they will be showing it in London tomorrow, it'll be a play though. I was thinking that we could go watch it, we haven't been to London in some time, I want to see what it looks like now." she said with a pleasant grin.

"God dammit Connor, I need to feed him. That fat fluffy ass won't feed himself. Just let me get up." Anna stated, trying to free herself from the grip of his arms. She tried to push him away and get his hands off of her so she could stand up.

[Lancearc]

"The cat can wait for just a little bit longer can't he?" Connor protested with a smirk, still holding her down despite her attempts to rise from the bed. "Besides, he's not exactly in danger of starving to death you know." he continued stubbornly.

---

"Wow, you actually remembered!" Cymitia said, actually surprised he'd remembered such a miniscule thing after all that they'd gone through. "I found out that they will be showing it in London tomorrow, it'll be a play though. I was thinking that we could go watch it, we haven't been to London in some time, I want to see what it looks like now." she said with a pleasant grin.

"God dammit Connor, I need to feed him. That fat fluffy ass won't feed himself. Just let me get up." Anna stated, trying to free herself from the grip of his arms. She tried to push him away and get his hands off of her so she could stand up.

"Fine, no need to get so mad at me." Connor said, loosening his grip around her and eventually letting go altogether to let her stand and go about whatever she wanted to. "I'm sorry." he pouted, watching her move away still with a small smirk on his lips.

[Jessjohnesik]

"God dammit Connor, I need to feed him. That fat fluffy ass won't feed himself. Just let me get up." Anna stated, trying to free herself from the grip of his arms. She tried to push him away and get his hands off of her so she could stand up.

"Fine, no need to get so mad at me." Connor said, loosening his grip around her and eventually letting go altogether to let her stand and go about whatever she wanted to. "I'm sorry." he pouted, watching her move away still with a small smirk on his lips.

Anna quickly got up and went to the kitchen, taking a can of specialised cat food for cats with bladder problems and shaking it to call the incredibly fluffy, fat and beautiful Siamese coloured and Norwegian Forest Cat faced cat. Instead of feeding it right away, she stroked the cat, kissed it and lifted it up to hug it, the cat making annoyed sounds, not liking getting lifted up by Anna.
"Who's my favourite boy?? I know who it is!! It is little Johnnycake, am I right?" She told the cat, the cat having an annoyed poker face. So Anna put Johnny down and poured the cat food on his plate, putting the can back and returning to her and Connor's bed.

"I'm back." She said as she got back into the bed, wanting to sleep a bit more.

[Mincaldenteans]

I need coffee now.

The daily morning ritual was almost complete, and he could smell the coffee brewing down the hall. Putting on some clean clothes, Mike walked into the kitchen and turned on the small television on the counter as he waited for the coffee to finish brewing. For some reason, Toronto had actually won a game this season and shocked the regular hockey fans by doing so. Pouring his coffee into a plain white ceramic mug, he placed some fresh cream and two cubes of sugar into it and began to stir the drink as he thought of what to make for breakfast.

Thelin came out of the bedroom, she was freezing and dressed in one of Mikes oversized t-shirts. She glanced around their home and smiled. She always did, still unable to comprehend that they were actually living outside London among people who didn't hate her purely because she was Nevidian. In fact, they seem to have taken such a liking, she had Mike once intervene, feeling too nervous with so many questions about her origins and what life was like underground.

In the time it took to settle down, she had gotten work at the local pub with Hunter manning it. Today however, she was in charge and it brought a grin. Another day, but a day like this was better than anything in London.

"Good morning," she said with a shy smile, it never failed no matter how long Mike and her knew each other. She hummed a familiar tune while she made her own cup of coffe.

---

"Wow, you actually remembered!" Cymitia said, actually surprised he'd remembered such a miniscule thing after all that they'd gone through. "I found out that they will be showing it in London tomorrow, it'll be a play though. I was thinking that we could go watch it, we haven't been to London in some time, I want to see what it looks like now." she said with a pleasant grin.

He tilted his head a little confused, "Why wouldn't I?" It was easy to forget he was Nevidian under the altered appearance, but some things ingrained in Nevidian culture never left. Such as taking time to remember their loved ones likes and dislikes. Humans seemed always incapable or purposely forgetful. He never could figure out which it was and gave up the notion to even attempt to discern. Finishing his plate he nodded, "Yeah, we can go. Invites? Or just us?"

[Cadia]

I need coffee now.

The daily morning ritual was almost complete, and he could smell the coffee brewing down the hall. Putting on some clean clothes, Mike walked into the kitchen and turned on the small television on the counter as he waited for the coffee to finish brewing. For some reason, Toronto had actually won a game this season and shocked the regular hockey fans by doing so. Pouring his coffee into a plain white ceramic mug, he placed some fresh cream and two cubes of sugar into it and began to stir the drink as he thought of what to make for breakfast.

Thelin came out of the bedroom, she was freezing and dressed in one of Mikes oversized t-shirts. She glanced around their home and smiled. She always did, still unable to comprehend that they were actually living outside London among people who didn't hate her purely because she was Nevidian. In fact, they seem to have taken such a liking, she had Mike once intervene, feeling too nervous with so many questions about her origins and what life was like underground.

In the time it took to settle down, she had gotten work at the local pub with Hunter manning it. Today however, she was in charge and it brought a grin. Another day, but a day like this was better than anything in London.

"Good morning," she said with a shy smile, it never failed no matter how long Mike and her knew each other. She hummed a familiar tune while she made her own cup of coffe.

"Good morning Beautiful. Leafs won for once, so I expect Chicago to be in ruins by the end of the day. Can't handle the shame."

Mike walked over to the fridge and scrounged about, looking for foods of some sort to eat. Finding the eggs, he took them and placed them on the counter.

"Whatcha feel like eating? We've got stuff for crepes."

[Mincaldenteans]

"Good morning Beautiful. Leafs won for once, so I expect Chicago to be in ruins by the end of the day. Can't handle the shame."

Mike walked over to the fridge and scrounged about, looking for foods of some sort to eat. Finding the eggs, he took them and placed them on the counter.

"Whatcha feel like eating? We've got stuff for crepes."

"Oh! Yeah, yea that'd be great... you're cooking right?" Thelin said a little hesitant with an automatic pout just for good measure. "The last time I tried, I burned the pan, remember? I'll help with the rest... like... the... toaster, that's easy." She nodded, taking a gulp of her coffee to contain her giggle.

[Cadia]

"Good morning Beautiful. Leafs won for once, so I expect Chicago to be in ruins by the end of the day. Can't handle the shame."

Mike walked over to the fridge and scrounged about, looking for foods of some sort to eat. Finding the eggs, he took them and placed them on the counter.

"Whatcha feel like eating? We've got stuff for crepes."

"Oh! Yeah, yea that'd be great... you're cooking right?" Thelin said a little hesitant with an automatic pout just for good measure. "The last time I tried, I burned the pan, remember? I'll help with the rest... like... the... toaster, that's easy." She nodded, taking a gulp of her coffee to contain her giggle.

"Eesh... Yeah, I remember. I'll cook." He began to look about for the ingredients. "Maybe I'll teach you how to brew tea. Perhaps this time you won't burn the water." Mike stuck his tongue out at Thelin for a moment, then gave her a smile. "Anyways, you seem rather excited this morning. Did you have a good sleep?"

[Mincaldenteans]

"Eesh... Yeah, I remember. I'll cook." He began to look about for the ingredients. "Maybe I'll teach you how to brew tea. Perhaps this time you won't burn the water." Mike stuck his tongue out at Thelin for a moment, then gave her a smile. "Anyways, you seem rather excited this morning. Did you have a good sleep?"

"The pot burned itself, not me," she stuck her tongue back in defiance. Shaking her head with her hands around her coffee mug, Thelin smiled and shrugged, "No better than usual. And I can too make tea, the last one was good, you said so." She narrowed her eyes at him.

[Cadia]

"Eesh... Yeah, I remember. I'll cook." He began to look about for the ingredients. "Maybe I'll teach you how to brew tea. Perhaps this time you won't burn the water." Mike stuck his tongue out at Thelin for a moment, then gave her a smile. "Anyways, you seem rather excited this morning. Did you have a good sleep?"

"The pot burned itself, not me," she stuck her tongue back in defiance. Shaking her head with her hands around her coffee mug, Thelin smiled and shrugged, "No better than usual. And I can too make tea, the last one was good, you said so." She narrowed her eyes at him.

"Yep, I did. I admit, it was rather good. Now, anything else you want for food?" Mike went into the dish drawer and obtained a frying pan. Placing it on the stove, he grabbed a bowl and began to place eggs, sugar, milk, and flour into it and began mixing the batter.

[Altito Asmoro]

4 months later, after the end of war, and whatsoever happened, Gilang had finished his years of service within the GEE as he is a mercenary and now opened a security company in London, with the bulk of his personnels are former HGV soldiers and rebels. His company served as the reserve force for the GEE and sometimes, as military advisors as few of them were former military soldiers outside GEE. Changer had became one of Gilang's personnel too and served as driver.

While some of the personnels are stationed with the GEE troops at all of the positions, some of the other personnels, are since hired to patrol London and what left from the wall. Gilang is in charge for organizing the troops inside and outside London.

[Mincaldenteans]

"The pot burned itself, not me," she stuck her tongue back in defiance. Shaking her head with her hands around her coffee mug, Thelin smiled and shrugged, "No better than usual. And I can too make tea, the last one was good, you said so." She narrowed her eyes at him.

"Yep, I did. I admit, it was rather good. Now, anything else you want for food?" Mike went into the dish drawer and obtained a frying pan. Placing it on the stove, he grabbed a bowl and began to place eggs, sugar, milk, and flour into it and began mixing the batter.

Thelin giggled and settled the cup down on the counter, "I'll help. Bacon? Sausage? I saw on t.v. last night, they made some weird thing that had a hole in the bred where you put the egg in it... nevermind, I'll burn it. Bacon, I can cook bacon," she said with a firm nod and went over to the fridge to grab it. "I have work at 3pm, how bout you?"

[Cadia]

"Yep, I did. I admit, it was rather good. Now, anything else you want for food?" Mike went into the dish drawer and obtained a frying pan. Placing it on the stove, he grabbed a bowl and began to place eggs, sugar, milk, and flour into it and began mixing the batter.

Thelin giggled and settled the cup down on the counter, "I'll help. Bacon? Sausage? I saw on t.v. last night, they made some weird thing that had a hole in the bred where you put the egg in it... nevermind, I'll burn it. Bacon, I can cook bacon," she said with a firm nod and went over to the fridge to grab it. "I have work at 3pm, how bout you?"

"I've been trying to get a job around town. Not much around here for me, but I might find some work down the road." The batter was now a decent consistency, so he turned on the stove and waited for the frying pan to be a regulated heat. "You were already asleep when they brought it in, but they found my bass and amp from the apartment. Apparently one of the GEE recruits noticed that they were mine and shipped it on a fiasco right to our doorstep!"

[Mincaldenteans]

Thelin giggled and settled the cup down on the counter, "I'll help. Bacon? Sausage? I saw on t.v. last night, they made some weird thing that had a hole in the bred where you put the egg in it... nevermind, I'll burn it. Bacon, I can cook bacon," she said with a firm nod and went over to the fridge to grab it. "I have work at 3pm, how bout you?"

"I've been trying to get a job around town. Not much around here for me, but I might find some work down the road." The batter was now a decent consistency, so he turned on the stove and waited for the frying pan to be a regulated heat. "You were already asleep when they brought it in, but they found my bass and amp from the apartment. Apparently one of the GEE recruits noticed that they were mine and shipped it on a fiasco right to our doorstep!"

"If you want, I can ask Hunter to let you work at the pub? How bout that mechanic? Or..." she trailed off, there was no real rush for him getting a job, the town had been most hospitable. She knew though that time burned without doing something, she just didn't want to pressure Mike for something that wasn't an issue. "Whatever you find, I'm for it," she smiled and placed a peck on his cheek and went back to cooking next to him.

[Cadia]

"I've been trying to get a job around town. Not much around here for me, but I might find some work down the road." The batter was now a decent consistency, so he turned on the stove and waited for the frying pan to be a regulated heat. "You were already asleep when they brought it in, but they found my bass and amp from the apartment. Apparently one of the GEE recruits noticed that they were mine and shipped it on a fiasco right to our doorstep!"

"If you want, I can ask Hunter to let you work at the pub? How bout that mechanic? Or..." she trailed off, there was no real rush for him getting a job, the town had been most hospitable. She knew though that time burned without doing something, she just didn't want to pressure Mike for something that wasn't an issue. "Whatever you find, I'm for it," she smiled and placed a peck on his cheek and went back to cooking next to him.

"I've had to keep a busted old jeep running for the past six years, I think I could handle myself in the shop." he started to pour the batter onto the pan, making sure that it was a decent thickness before stopping. Grabbing a spatula, he waited a minute or so before checking to see the solidity of the batter. After another thirty seconds he flipped the crepe, making it land with a satisfying sizzle.

[Lancearc]

"Wow, you actually remembered!" Cymitia said, actually surprised he'd remembered such a miniscule thing after all that they'd gone through. "I found out that they will be showing it in London tomorrow, it'll be a play though. I was thinking that we could go watch it, we haven't been to London in some time, I want to see what it looks like now." she said with a pleasant grin.

He tilted his head a little confused, "Why wouldn't I?" It was easy to forget he was Nevidian under the altered appearance, but some things ingrained in Nevidian culture never left. Such as taking time to remember their loved ones likes and dislikes. Humans seemed always incapable or purposely forgetful. He never could figure out which it was and gave up the notion to even attempt to discern. Finishing his plate he nodded, "Yeah, we can go. Invites? Or just us?"

"I would like it to be something between us." Cymitia said with a small grin, standing and moving over to him after depositing the dirty dishes in the sink, placing her hands on his shoulders lightly. "I'm sure London is such a beautiful place now, you can even see the light from it at night from here." she said, her hands having gone up to ruffling his hair. "Maybe it will be like it was before, when they say it was such a nice city to be in."

---

"Fine, no need to get so mad at me." Connor said, loosening his grip around her and eventually letting go altogether to let her stand and go about whatever she wanted to. "I'm sorry." he pouted, watching her move away still with a small smirk on his lips.

Anna quickly got up and went to the kitchen, taking a can of specialised cat food for cats with bladder problems and shaking it to call the incredibly fluffy, fat and beautiful Siamese coloured and Norwegian Forest Cat faced cat. Instead of feeding it right away, she stroked the cat, kissed it and lifted it up to hug it, the cat making annoyed sounds, not liking getting lifted up by Anna.
"Who's my favourite boy?? I know who it is!! It is little Johnnycake, am I right?" She told the cat, the cat having an annoyed poker face. So Anna put Johnny down and poured the cat food on his plate, putting the can back and returning to her and Connor's bed.

"I'm back." She said as she got back into the bed, wanting to sleep a bit more.

"Yay!" he said, obviously a bit of an exaggerated reaction coming from him. As soon as she made contact with the sheets he was pulling her into him again, planting a kiss on her lips. "The thing with cats is they either love you or they don't, we should get a dog or something, at least then you'll get a response to your cooing over a little furball." Connor said with a smirk.