Nick "Nicodemus" Dalton (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
nick_garou) wrote2013-08-02 09:39 am
nick_garou) wrote2013-08-02 09:39 am
Sharknado-date, crushed hearts, missing Val, and an upcoming trip to scenic... Wisconsin?
The moon is into the crescent phase, so I called Emma up, chatted a bit, and she invited me over the the Gets' city safehouse for the oft-clichéd dinner and a movie. (The basement looks creepy. Like there'd be monsters living down there. Oh, wait....) We chatted a bit while waiting for the pizza to turn up, and I mentioned how.... Earlier we'd agreed to keep things quiet so as to avoid external pressures/complication. But Clarice seems interested in me, and I think the gentlest way to say "no" is to explain that I'm seeing someone else. And, if she insists on a name, then I wanted to be able to say it was Emma. And as I've gotten to the age--and into the situation--where it's ridiculous to try juggling women, I also wanted to basically shut the door on the whole "open relationship" thing and say I was exclusively dating Emma. Well, it turns out that Emma's also of the "exclusive dating" mindset, so I guess, by virtue of that being both our approaches to dating, that we are, in fact, an exclusive couple. I think we were both happy about that situation.
We ended up watching "Sharknado," which was really bad. Also? Emma is a snuggler, and I've been sworn to secrecy about that. Obviously, while snuggling (hee!), she noticed how unnaturally warm I am. I explained it away as just "running hot" and genetics. She pointed out how her genetics made her a werewolf. I told her (and I can't believe I said this in hindsight) that she'd gotten the short end of the stick, but at least she could fetch it.
What sucked was that Emma's leaving town Friday to head to Wisconsin for her challenge. Right when the moon is slim enough for us to see each other and things are getting interesting. Dammit. I offered to tag along with her in case she needed someone to interact with humans or who had access to DMV databases and criminal records and whatnot. She seemed surprised that I offered, but took me up on it. Sooooo.
And then the pizza arrived. We ate, drank, and.... I have no idea how "Sharknado" ended, and I don't particularly care.
Afterwards, I put in a call to Tyler (in San Fran) and Raul (in Seattle) to let them know I was headed out to Wisconsin for a couple weeks and to see if anyone they knew out that way needed a hand with anything. Kind of a roundabout way of making them look good to their contacts, and thus liking me a bit more--I hope. They each said they'd get back with me if something turned up. I figure if I'm out in that area and some mages need a hand with something, I'd lend them a hand to help make a good name for myself and Tyler and/or Raul. Contacts need to scratch one another's backs. And I figure I can use a cover story of "visiting some Walkers" to give Emma (or me) some space or if things get dangerous.
Before I started packing, I went to tell Mouse that I was headed to Wisconsin for two week. She asked what was up, and I told her I was lending a hand to Emma for her athro challenge. Mouse then volunteered to tag along. (Hadn't expected that, but that ought to be a big boon to Emma!) Downside? Instead of the trip being just me and Emma, it was now a threesome. So I told Mouse that, in the nearly 3,000 miles we had to cover to get to Wisconsin, she'd probably pick up on the fact that Emma and I were an item. Mouse seemed surprised by that, saying something about how I'd mentioned how I was not interested in dating garou years back when we were talking about her claiming me as kinfolk to the Walkers. I told her that that'd been years ago and that things change. And we'd only been dating for a couple months.
I also picked up on Mouse being slightly crestfallen at the news. (Oh, shit! Oh, Mouse. So sorry. I had no idea. Fuck.) But she seemed accepting of it. Said it kind of explained my sudden desire to go to Wisconsin with a Get of Fenris ahroun. Me = Shallow.
Got an auto-response e-mail from Val while talking with Mouse. Said she would be out of communication until July 29, which was this past Monday. Fuuuuuuuuck. Grabbed the magic 8-ball and did a Time/Entropy effect. Asked the 8-Ball "Does Val need to be rescued?" Response was "REPLY HAZY TRY AGAIN." I threw the 8-ball away. I swear that one is jinxed. I'm getting a new one. In talking with Mouse, we decided to interpret the response as "Val is engaged in something risky" (we knew that already) "which might or might not require her being rescued in the currently unforeseeable future."
I wonder if Riley can cat-sit for me?
We ended up watching "Sharknado," which was really bad. Also? Emma is a snuggler, and I've been sworn to secrecy about that. Obviously, while snuggling (hee!), she noticed how unnaturally warm I am. I explained it away as just "running hot" and genetics. She pointed out how her genetics made her a werewolf. I told her (and I can't believe I said this in hindsight) that she'd gotten the short end of the stick, but at least she could fetch it.
What sucked was that Emma's leaving town Friday to head to Wisconsin for her challenge. Right when the moon is slim enough for us to see each other and things are getting interesting. Dammit. I offered to tag along with her in case she needed someone to interact with humans or who had access to DMV databases and criminal records and whatnot. She seemed surprised that I offered, but took me up on it. Sooooo.
And then the pizza arrived. We ate, drank, and.... I have no idea how "Sharknado" ended, and I don't particularly care.
Afterwards, I put in a call to Tyler (in San Fran) and Raul (in Seattle) to let them know I was headed out to Wisconsin for a couple weeks and to see if anyone they knew out that way needed a hand with anything. Kind of a roundabout way of making them look good to their contacts, and thus liking me a bit more--I hope. They each said they'd get back with me if something turned up. I figure if I'm out in that area and some mages need a hand with something, I'd lend them a hand to help make a good name for myself and Tyler and/or Raul. Contacts need to scratch one another's backs. And I figure I can use a cover story of "visiting some Walkers" to give Emma (or me) some space or if things get dangerous.
Before I started packing, I went to tell Mouse that I was headed to Wisconsin for two week. She asked what was up, and I told her I was lending a hand to Emma for her athro challenge. Mouse then volunteered to tag along. (Hadn't expected that, but that ought to be a big boon to Emma!) Downside? Instead of the trip being just me and Emma, it was now a threesome. So I told Mouse that, in the nearly 3,000 miles we had to cover to get to Wisconsin, she'd probably pick up on the fact that Emma and I were an item. Mouse seemed surprised by that, saying something about how I'd mentioned how I was not interested in dating garou years back when we were talking about her claiming me as kinfolk to the Walkers. I told her that that'd been years ago and that things change. And we'd only been dating for a couple months.
I also picked up on Mouse being slightly crestfallen at the news. (Oh, shit! Oh, Mouse. So sorry. I had no idea. Fuck.) But she seemed accepting of it. Said it kind of explained my sudden desire to go to Wisconsin with a Get of Fenris ahroun. Me = Shallow.
Got an auto-response e-mail from Val while talking with Mouse. Said she would be out of communication until July 29, which was this past Monday. Fuuuuuuuuck. Grabbed the magic 8-ball and did a Time/Entropy effect. Asked the 8-Ball "Does Val need to be rescued?" Response was "REPLY HAZY TRY AGAIN." I threw the 8-ball away. I swear that one is jinxed. I'm getting a new one. In talking with Mouse, we decided to interpret the response as "Val is engaged in something risky" (we knew that already) "which might or might not require her being rescued in the currently unforeseeable future."
I wonder if Riley can cat-sit for me?