Mouse
Mouse got permission from the professor and sat down in the office to call Taylor. She was betting that the Hansons had found that Jessi was missing and just about frantic. Mouse frowned. It wasn't fair that Jessi did this to her family...sure she was hurting, but they wer hurting too. She shrugged. Not her place to judge. Not really. But oh, like Nyx said sometimes that girl just begged for someone to take her over their knee and spank her. Mouse dialled the Hansons's number and leant back in the chair, hand threaded through Fafnir's ruff and waited for someone to pick up.
Taylor
Taylor picked up the phone with a bit of a 'gut feeling'...
"Mouse? Is that you?" he asked hopefully, Mya sitting on his shoulder.
Mouse
Fafnir barked happily hearing Taylor's voice and Mouse smiled. "Oui, cher. C'est moi. I arrived alright. But I found out Jessi's here too...did she tell anyone, or did she just take off?" Mouse's fingers tightened slightly. It wasn't fair of Jessi if she'd just taken off.
Taylor
Taylor's eyes lit up at the sound of her voice.
"Sort of," he grabbed the cordless phone and taking it up to his room so he could talk with her in private, "say 'hi' to Fafnir. The Ka'Millans both saw her, let me know, and I told Dad... you get the idea."
He hesitated once he'd closed his bedroom door.
"You haven't heard from Zac, have you?"
MOuse
Mouse frowned. "Why? What's happened?" Fafnir pressed up against her legs, eyes trained on her face. "You talked to Faith? She'd probably have a better idea then me."
Taylor
"Zac... Zac's been missing for the past few days," Taylor gulped a little, "I haven't seen Faith much, but my guess is that she's out to get whoever's responsible. And I don't blame her."
He sighed and sat on his bed, resting his chin on his other hand.
"Makes you wonder what else is going to happen to us... But anyway, how's your stay been so far? Ennuyez-vous de vous des tas."
MOuse
"Baises," Mouse swore. "Just...not again, ya know? Merde. I could wring Jessi's little neck. Your parents don't need that on top of Zac disappearing. Wish I had let Nyx spank her..." Mouse kicked her feet, frowning. "Y' don' run out on ton Pacque. C'est vie. But the Mansion's fine. Jessi been givin' me the evil eye cos Nyx found her when she entered the grounds and Nyx told her off. Logan remind her of bad stuff, but elle should'na blame d'homme. He just...alpha. Screams it. Met some new kids. Feel a bit out of place, but I cuddle with my kitty and my wolf. Feels nice to let someone else watch my back for a change, y' know?"
Taylor
"Don't be too hard on Jessi, ok?" Taylor insisted, scratching his head as he talked quietly.
He took a deep breath.
"And yeah, I know. I just miss you, that's all. I mean, I know we've been apart longer, but... you know. Just knowing you're that far away has a negative effect on me."
He chuckled a little.
"Dorian misses you too."
Mouse
"I miss you as well." Mouse curled up in the chair, cradling the phone with one hand as she scratched Fafnir's ears. "I don't want to be hard on Jessi. I can feel what she's going through, hell, she sent me to the floor today. Don't worry, I'm fine now." She hastened to reassure him. "I'll be back in a bit. I just needed some timeout...which is why I didn't want Jessi following me." Mouse sighed in frustration. "I just wanted to get away! I *told* her that. Told her I just wanted to have me some alone time. So what does she do? She ups and follows me, then commences to deathglare me whenever I enter the room."
Taylor
Taylor bit his lip a little.
"Damn I wish I was there. I'd be hugging you right now, you know," he couldn't help but smile, trying to picture her with the phone.
He held his hand up for Mya to jump onto, then set her down on the bed.
"Don't mind Jess. I mean if we had anything to do with it she wouldn't be there either... but I mean there's not much we can do. We're all really... I don't know."
He sighed again and laid back onto his bed, letting Mya run up to his chin.
Mouse
"Anyway, enough about Jessi. I can't help her, she has to help herself. I'll hang out with Nyx and Logan, that's no problem. We can spar, or go hunting. So, how are you, mon amour?" Mouse smiled.
Taylor
"S'ennuyant de vous, c'est tout que je puis dire," Taylor raised his eyebrows.
"Autrement... s'est principalement inquiété de Zac. Jess, maman... que vous avez l'idée. Complètement du souci," he chuckled a little, "Je suis une inquiéter-verrue."
Mouse and Nyx
"Je m'ennuie de vous aussi bien. Et maintenant vous m'avez dit que je suis inquiété de Zac. Mais la foi le récupérera, vous verra. Et elle volonté vraiment, a vraiment blessé la personne qui l'a pris." Mouse shifted in her chair, and spun around slightly. Nyx poked her head around the corner. "Prof's elsewhere, je parle avec mon amour, so allez-vous-en, s'il te plait." Nyx snickered and withdrew her head.
"Ok, sweetie. Tell him hi."
"Nyx says hi."
Taylor
"Nyx?" Taylor hesitated for a moment.
"Mouse friend," Mya whispered into his ear as she sat beside it.
He glanced at her, thought for a moment, then shook his head.
"Sorry... I don't remember. Umm..."
"CAT!" Aricin yelled, making Taylor jump.
"Oh! One of the cats. Ok, got it."
Mouse
"Distrait, mon cher?" Mouse smiled gently. "Tell the fuzzles I said hi. I miss you. I really, really do. Wish you were holding me right now, making me feel safe and loved...j'adore tu."
Taylor
"I wish I was holding you too," Taylor grinned wryly, shifting a little.
Then he looked over to the fuzzle family.
"Mouse says 'hi' guys," he said.
"Mousey!" the young ones chorused, as Meena tried to calm them down.
Taylor chuckled.
Mouse
"Did I get them all excited?" Mouse giggled, her sprits already rising as she talked with Taylor. "Sorry, Tay. I hope you can actually sleep tonight. Tell them I love them all. I'll get this wanderlust out of my system and Ill be back. You know that."
Taylor
"Yeah I know," Taylopr purposely made his voice sound sad with a mischievous grin.
"I don't know how I'm going to sleep though," he sighed for emphasis, "with you all the way over in New York... and me all the way over here..."
He ignored Mya scolding him.
Mouse
"N'essayez pas de me jouer. Je vous connais très, très bien à ce jour, Taylor. Honte sur vous pour essayer de tels tours!" Mouse scolded teasingly. "Je m'ennuie de vous," she sighed, abruptly falling back into melancholy again. "Hey, when I get back, what say we take the bikes out again? That was fun."
Taylor
Taylor chuckled for a moment, before the reference of the bikes reminded him of Zac.
"Um... yeah. I'd like that. Sorry."
He hesitated.
"Sorry if I don't seem that talkative... the whole house is a bit shaky at the moment. Figuratively speaking, of course."
MOuse
"That's fine. I can just babble, and you can listen. Apparently there's a guy who drops in from time to time, and he's Creole. I can't believe who it is though. You know how I spent a while in N'awlins? Well, I kinda got involved at one point with the Guild, the Thieves Guild. Never deep though. Remy LeBeau, he comes here! Which you wouldn't understand, cos of course you wouldn't know the name." Mouce bounced slightly. "Just take it from me that he's a very, very important person. Except there was some trouble and he got exiled from N'awlins...something about a duel. But the man's a master thief! Gambit is *famous*. He can get anything, from anywhere. I bet the man could break into Fort Knox if he really put his mind to it."
Taylor
"Interesting..." Taylor tried to coax her on.
The sound of her voice, apart from video, was the closest thing to her being there after all.
"Just don't get into trouble or anything while you're there, ok? I do want you back unscathed..." he grinned.
Mouse
"How can you think I would get into trouble, cher?" Mouse laughed. "If I got hurt while I'm with Nyx, I think her mother would take it out of her hide. I'm scared of that cat, ya know. Bastet is very scary at times. I think it's the fact that she's an old goddess. You know, not like Willow. And she isn't human, usually doesn't make an attempt to be. And very pregnant, which makes her grouchy. I can feel the kittens thoughts inside her, it's very exciting. She's come around a few times, just to make sure I was alright. That her kits were doing as they were supposed to." Fafnir thrust his nose into her hand and licked her palm. "Anyway, there's a girl here who's a shapeshifter and she goes wolf. Fafnir is not a very happy wolf, cos he's on her territory...but the school's fine most of the time. Nice place. Xavier is sooooo nice. You'd like him, I think."
Taylor
"Who's Xavier?"
"Xavier's Institute thingy," Mya supplied, before Flavian said the same thing.
Taylor looked between them.
"Oh! I get it. Ok. Sorry, running commentary from the fuzzles," he chuckled, "I think I've met him before but... Nope, I have no idea."
He scratched Mya's head.
"And I can't help but be worried, you know that."
Mouse
"I know, because I worry as well." Mouse sighed. "I promise I won't go out and rob anyone...I did it to survive but that didn't mean it wasn't fun. Outwitting those people, kinda making fun of the world...miss it sometimes. But I don't need to steal anymore. So I don't. But if I get a chance I do want to see Gambit in action. The guy is one of *the* best in the world, and I don't think it's all his mutant abilites either."
Taylor
"Neat," Taylor nodded to himself.
He relaxed as he lay on his back, Mya tickling his ear as if trying to hear Mouse's voice through the other side of his head.
"Just as long as there's no..." he chuckled a little, "you know. As long as he isn't any competition."
Mouse
Taylor
"Ah, I remember Rogue," Taylor nodded to himself, "I talked to her
about getting her a fuzzle. Dad got it for her before he got Meena."
He scratched his nose.
"Many of my idols are dead, so..." he chuckled, "but yeah, I
understand. He sounds kinda cool. Wouldn't mind meeting himself."
MOuse
"Apparently he comes in sometimes. He might not even come while I'm
here..." Mouse shrugged. "I'm rambling. Everyone down here has been
really nice. Lots of twins." Mouse smiled slightly. "Talked some to
Spike, discussing music. His boyfriend, mutant named Vortigern
Llewlyn wants to paint me and Faf. I'm gonna let him. I went and saw
some of his stuff, and may I just say, wow? He's *really* good. Like
excellent. As in exhibition quality."
Taylor
The thought reminded Taylor of Christian.
He cursed silently to himself, and tried to stop his mind wandering
while he was talking to her.
"As long as you let me see the end product, it'll be fine with me,"
he grinned, "do you get to keep it?"
Mouse
"Yeah, he said I could have. Said it didn't matter where the painting
ended up after he'd painted it, but he preferred to know it was in a
good home. So, apparently he usually gives the paintings of people to
the people they were of. Or to someone that loved the person in the
picture." Mouse let Fafnir rest his head against the top of her lap
as she played with his ears and his ruff, head tilted to keep the
phone at her ear. "I'm gonna have to go soon. Don't want to run up a
huge phone bill for the prof."
Taylor
"Ok sweet," he cooed a little.
He didn't have to try to sound disappointed.
"But ring me. Anytime you can, ok? I don't plan on going anywhere
yet... that I know of."
Mouse
"And I'm staying right here. Until I come back. Unless Nyx decides to
go dimension hopping on her shopping. I swear she does that. Fafnir
says she wears things that are't...earth. You know? From somewhere
else and not this planet? I'll ring as often as I can. Promise. I'll
call you tomorrow. Nighttime, ok?"
Taylor
"Ok," Taylor agreed softly.
"Miss you. Sleep well angel."
MOuse
"Ok, amour. Call you tomorrow. Je t'aime." She hung up and went to
find her bed, emotionally exhausted. Curled up in her bed, wrapped
around Fafnir and went to sleep, cradled by the Pack.