Destiny Roleplay ( Open and Accepting! )

[A.Kira-]

((I know what you mean about the fruit. I'm glad I'm not the only one who uses that threat to keep people out of my food. -- The Carlisle story is going to end up being just a little longer than I thought. A couple of chapters, but no more than five. I've never in my life written anything that wasn't being viewed by a teacher or by underage people so I got a little carried away. Excited, you could say. Carlisle is the perfect character to write this kind of story for. It may be a little boring at times but I'm having a blast so I'm not cutting out the drab stuff.))

Ileana~
"There's a joke in there somewhere," Ileana muttered about Carmela saying she could wear her pants. "But I'll leave that to your imagination." her fingers tapped the side of her mug without rhythm. Despite her ability to move her body to a beat she couldn't keep a rhythm without sound. "I agree that today would be best spent doing a lot of nothing." Her mind ran over things that seemed easy to make. Hadn't she asked the Titan what her favorite food was? Maybe she hadn't. Not that she would be able to pull forth the memory at that moment with her mind in chaos. She rubbed her forehead, fighting off the headache. "Maybe when you're out of the shower we can think about making plans for the day. Right now I'll just wake up." she smiled slightly, glancing at Mel. She finished her cup of coffee quickly, filling it back up.

"I'll be on the couch if you need me," she leaned over to kiss Mel on the cheek before heading to the living room, setting her mug on the table. With a general lack of grace, uncommon for her, she fell to the couch and rested her head on the arm rest. An arm draped over her eyes to block the light out. She crossed her ankles and relaxed into the couch cushions. If she wasn't careful she'd fall asleep where she was. She was like an elderly person. She could fall asleep anywhere and anytime if she let herself. A soft whirring bugged her and she frowned. "What?"
"Do you want me to contact Dr. Byrd about an appointment still?" the ghost asked. Ileana groaned in annoyance, turning her head to face the ghost.
"Yeah, ask him what he has open for- well, you know. See what he wants to do." She waved a hand at her ghost. Sure, Carmela could hear the conversation, but that was a good thing. Proof that Ileana was following through with what she had previously said she would do was something that she needed. Trust was everything.

[~SongOfFlames~]

((I'll totally read it.^_^))


Nadia slightly raised an eyebrow for a second, when he mentioned that was one more thing that he needed to do. It didn't click right away, but she got the message when he pulled her closer to him. She closed her eyes for that fleeting moment when he had kissed her. Her eyes fluttered open when he moved away, and that was when he told her that he was ready to go. She nodded her head once in understanding, but she didn't move from where she was. As she waited for her Ghost to initialize the transmat onto the ship, she brought up her free hand to lightly rest against his chest armor. A trace of a smile was etched on her lips with this feeling of being as light as a feather coursing through her. Shortly after, there was the pull of the transmat that had made her stomach twist and flop the first few times that she had done it. She had taken a step back with the hand that was resting on his chest being dropped to her side. "Coordinates locked? Drive activated?" she had asked, but did not look over her shoulder to check up on Plato who was fiddling around in the cockpit. It seemed like he was able to lock in those coordinates and received clearance from the hangar of the Tower to proceed out. She kind of wondered what excuse he had used to get the ship into queue. It was most likely listed under reconnaissance. Technically, it wasn't that of a bluff. She really was going to take him somewhere that he needed to return to when the time has come. So  they were exploring the land for an occurrence that would eventually roll on by, whether they were ready for it or not.


"I have the coordinates set in. Ship's ready to go. Just needs voice recognition to bypass." Plato explained shortly while he moved away from the cockpit. Oh right. One of the intricate systems that was on this ship. A soft breath left her as she turned to look over to the cockpit. It should be able to pick up her voice from where she was standing, right?"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting.Dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before." she said softly with the typical conversational tone of voice. A few seconds later, she heard a light clicking sound followed by the rumble of the engines. There we go."ETA is three to five minutes." Plato chimed as he looked over to the two Guardians, before he trailed off towards the back of the ship. From the corner of her eye, she watched the Ghost for a few seconds. She then lifted her gaze up to Feron with a small smile. She started to take a few steps forward, not wanting to drag him along and for him to catch the hint to walk with her. She then continued onwards to the cockpit, and released his hand as she did this. She sat down into the pilot's seat, and pulled her helmet over her head."Well then. Now that you know everything..." she was starting to say with her hand making a sweeping motion over the panels. When she did that, there was a light shimmer that crackled over it to reveal what it truly looked like underneath the mask that was kept over it. Clever that she did that. It was a trick to the eye, much like how Cayde was known to hide things out in the open but not in plain sight. A few holographic gauges that hovered over the panels popped up to show the radar, temperature outside,  a 3-D model of the ship to show integrity and shield percentages, and a whole bunch of other information that she didn't pay much mind to.



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Roman had set down the pastry, when she began to mention the Vanguard. He slightly nodded his head, hearing that there was a high probability  that she would be dragged over to the Vanguard. There was only so much time that you could allow to pass, before you would eventually have to heed the call of the Vanguard. He didn't like the sound of it. He took her side on this subject. That he would defend her and her case because it wasn't fair of them to start running these tests when she managed to pull one hell of a feat by surviving a direct hit from a Lighteater ogre. Sure, Guardians were known to have a swift recovery time in comparison to a regular person that you would see strolling down the corridors of the Last City or the Tower. They could not simply expect for her to be up on her feet and in tip-top condition in a matter of days. Even he wouldn't have been able to recover that quickly. It would have taken him several weeks for him to recover from a blow like that. That ogre tossed her to the side like a rag doll, and despite the odds that were stacked up against her, she told death to pretty much go to hell and come back at some later date. She wasn't dying on that day, and she fought long and hard to survive. It was actually an extraordinary sight to see her being able to walk around and even to trudge around Zakynthos with her armor.

He thought she was making a great recovery, and if the Vanguard did not see that, then they could follow where death has been redirected."Well, they can go screw themselves if they think that-" he was beginning to say, but that was when Athena popped up beside him with her bright blue optic glowing brightly as he said this about the Vanguard."Roman." the A.I. interjected which caused for his shoulders to tense for a fragment of a second. "What? Listen, if they are going to give her a hard time, then I am going to give them a piece of my mind. She's well. " he murmured, before he lifted his hand to push the A.I. away from him. He then shifted her gaze over to Akari when she was taking one of her pills. From where he was standing, he wouldn't be able to read which one it was that she was taking. When she rolled the pill bottle over the counter, his hand lightly rested on top of the bottle so that it would not end up rolling off the counter. Confusion flickered in his eyes, seeing how she had seemed to have been growing irritated. What was it? Was he the cause of it? He took a slightly cautious step back from the counter with a small tilt of his head. He kept his eyes on her for a few seconds, and found himself looking over towards her Ghost when it had mentioned giving her a mood stabilizer. Her response was all that he needed to realize that she was definitely not a happy camper."I-uh..." he was starting to say as he looked over to her and then over to his Ghost."I can have him come here if you wish." he told her, but then realized shortly after that she may have taken it the wrong way and assumed he was talking about one of the Vanguards."Miles. I was talking about Miles." he added quickly."Or, we can go some other day." he mentioned with a light shrug of his shoulders. That part had been added to the equation because he had noticed how she seemed to not be so happy and cheerful like she usually was."Akari..." he started to say softly to her with this worried look reflecting in his eyes.

[Cᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ Sʜᴇᴘᴀʀᴅ]

|| I've read what you have so far! Gah I can't wait for more. (: ALSO Sorry for the delay on posting. I kinda took a nap just to screw with my sleep schedule some more. Going to hate my life at work tomorrow. ||

Feron | Human Male | Nightstalker Hunter | Tagged: Nadia/Any | Location: Earth -> In Route to ???

He had expected her to at the very least take a step back from their current position, so when she did not, and instead lifted her free hand to rest against his chest he could only chuckle lightly. The sound was lost as their transmat initiated, and as they entered the cabin of her ship, he quickly sucked in the needed air to survive. Okay, laughing before a transmat? Not a good thing. His eyes darted around the ship, and he remembered the first time he'd seen it. Quite an interesting creation with panels that followed your hands and such. Tech that he would feel a little uncomfortable with in his own ship, it was like the thing had a mind of its own.

His eyes lifted to the cockpit now as Plato explained that the ship required a voice recognition bypass. He blinked for a few moments, a brow arching slightly as his gaze turned to Nadia as she began to recite something that he was unfamiliar with. Within seconds the ship came alive, and he was beginning to think the creepy factor was wearing off to reveal a totally badarse factor. He'd be eating those words he uttered some time ago in a few minutes. As she started to step forward, he would blink away the haze and offer a smile before following her to the cockpit. It looked the same as it had before, and while she slipped into the pilots seat, he carefully seated himself into the co-pilots seat, leaning back as if to get comfortable while following suit and putting his own helmet on. As she started to speak, his visor shifted toward her, then followed her hand as it swept over the panel. Thank the Traveler he opted to put his helmet on, because his jaw literally dropped to the bottom of his throat guard. Pax popped up over his Guardian's shoulder to get a good look as well, his eye passing over the holograms with almost admiration before looking to Feron.

"Why can't our ship have holograms?" He complained with a teasing tone before leaving the two be.

"I'm asking myself that same question, Pax." The Hunter chuckled, eyes passing over the various gauges and panels. Most of them were well known, however he'd never before seen a 3-D model being shown for integrity. Usually it was 2-D and horrible at explaining what exactly was malfunctioning. "Okay, I officially take back the part where I said your ship was creepy. I'm actually jealous." He laughed lightly, his head tilting just a bit before his gaze shifted back to the front.

Carmela | Human Female | Sunbreaker Titan| Tagged: Ileana/Any | Location: Earth -> The Tower -> Personal Quarters

A snicker left the Titan, head shaking slowly for a moment. "You're beginning to sound a lot like Cayde." She lifted both brows now, but left a grin on her features as she watched Ileana move to refill her coffee. "Sure thing. I'll only be a few minutes." She started to push away from the counter when Ileana's lips met with her cheek. There was a brief flicker of surprise that crossed the Titan's features as she watched the Warlock wander over to the couch, but her smile never left. After standing there like a love stuck fool for a moment or two, she finally continued her way to the bathroom, passing by as Guardian and Ghost spoke of the doctors appointment. That sounded like a whole load of fun, not.

She stepped into the still heated bathroom, letting the door click closed behind her before she ran the water for herself. Finally she could get out of these horribly baggy clothing. She didn't understand how some Civilians could wear these things, she felt as though she were drowning in the fabric. Quite uncomfortable. She hardly wasted any time getting under the warm currents, and set straight to scrubbing away the sand and other impurities away from their previous day. When she was satisfied that she was clean, the water would be shut off and she would step out of the tub. Eyes immediately landed on the clean clothing Rila had set out for her. Now that she thought about it, it really was like the Ghost was an annoying parent. Always picking out clothing, insisting on things and the sorts. At least the Ghost's didn't make the rules. After drying herself off, she'd pull the outfit on, finding a tight fitting pair of jeans and a long sleeved t-shirt. As the shirt was fitted over her torso, she would roll the sleeves up just past her elbow, finding that to be a better look, and more comforting. She took a few moments to straighten out her hair, but didn't put too much effort into it before moving to clear away any smeared eyeliner. Once she was satisfied with that she would push her way out of the bathroom with a sigh, rubbing her arms at the temperature difference of leaving the steamy bathroom into the chilled apartment.

[A.Kira-]

(( ._. thank you so much! -- Don't worry, I have to work in 3 and a half hours and still haven't gone to sleep. Not gonna be fun for me either. Working 5:30-2. Ew. -- I'm awful for posting so soon after you, I'm sorry...))

Akari~
Her eyes moved between Roman and his ghost, calculating something quietly. She was going to scream if he kept getting agitated. It was her own fault and she knew it but that only made her annoyance worse. When Athena seemed to attempt at stopping Roman Akari's eyes narrowed momentarily at the AI. Shut up she hissed inside her own head. She was becoming increasingly hostile as the moments passed. When it seemed Roman was correcting her by stating who he was talking about her fist hit the counter firmly. "I know who you were talking about!" she snapped. She immediately jerked her hand away from the counter, stumbling away from the chair. That was so far beyond unnecessary that it surprised even her. Shock and fear covered her face and she shook her head. She was not giving in to that madness Ileana fell victim to. She was better than that. Even if that particular strain of crazy was genetic.
"Do I need to contact Carlisle?" ghost asked carefully, staying near Roman.
"If you call Carlisle you're dead to me," she snapped again, this time at the ghost.
"But you said he was the one that I was supposed to call on if you ever started to wind up like Ce-"
"He has no business in this!" Her shaking voice bordered on a scream at her ghost, ringing in her ears. It needed to shut up and it needed to shut up right then.

Akari took a deep breath, holding a hand up in front of her in case Roman tried to approach her. "I'm just a little high-strung right now. I know you were talking about Miles I just know that if I wind up at the tower I'm going to have to speak with Cayde. I've put it off too long. I haven't been having a very good week. Between almost dying on the dreadnaught and coming back here to see you with a brand new hole in your body I'm a little on edge. It doesn't help that now I have to deal with the Vanguard and show off one of the many things about myself that I never wanted you to find out about like all we're doing is buying new pots and pans for the kitchen! I will never be ok with this- this-... exo prototype I call an arm or any of the damage I've taken no matter how accepting you are of it. I look like I've been mauled by a bear, for traveler's sake! Since the day I've been revived there has always been something wrong, somebody dying, somebody trying to kill me or you and I'm still not even sure what it means to be a guardian. I was gone for five years Roman - five years - and it's like it never happened. Like none of it was real to anybody but me! I can't take a breath without feeling what the did to me over there!" she rubbed the tears off of her face, ticked at herself for going on the rampage. She was at a breaking point that she didn't know she had until she hit it.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said any of that," she took a few more steps away from him until she was standing in the living room and not the kitchen. "We're not changing any plans because I'm too weak to handle myself. That'll only make me feel worse about all of this. Let's just go." Her head was low between her tense shoulders, afraid to even look at him. She was terrified all she would see was anger. He didn't know she could get this way. He couldn't know, she'd never showed him. "You're too damn accepting, you know that?"

Ileana~
"Sound a lot like Cayde," Ileana scoffed, rolling her eyes. "He wishes he could be me."
"I don't think he does," the ghost corrected. Ileana's eyes narrowed slightly before she tucked them under her arm again. The ghost was silent for a few minutes before speaking up. Ileana was already falling asleep again and the sound of her ghost's voice nearly scared her to death. "He claims it's going to be an all day event."
"Cancel, cancel, cancel," Ileana shook her head. "That is so not happening. I'm not going to-"
"You are not backing out of this now!" The ghost said forcefully, causing Ileana to shoot it a glare. "You owe Carmela this much. Do you know just how much you could have ruined her life by pulling a gun in that Vanguard hall? Threaten me all you want, crush me if you will, but you will not hurt her anymore than you already have!"
Ileana eyed the ghost angrily, the desire to follow through with smashing it to bits nearly consuming her. The ghost stood it's ground, it's shell tilted down angrily. "Fine, when does he have free?"
"Tomorrow morning at 9, two days from now at 10 and 5 days from now at 9. Pick one or I'll pick one for you." the ghost said firmly. Ileana sighed, closing her eyes again. She just wanted to go back to sleep.

She didn't want to do tomorrow but at the same time thought maybe it would be best to just get it out of the way. Then again, she didn't know if she needed to be available on any of those days for Mel. "Cross-check with Rila and see if Mel needs me to do anything involving the custody battle on any of those days. I don't want to force Mel into having to make excuses for my absence. It's one thing for me to lie, it's another thing to make her lie for me."
"Understood," Her ghost bobbed and sent the information to Rila. Ileana relaxed into the couch again, trying to get some shut-eye before Mel returned. It only took a few moments before she was passed out. Her ghost floated near her still, watching her carefully. She noted how shallow her breathing was and how dead the warlock looked when she sleeping. "It's a miracle you're still alive," it muttered but Ileana didn't stir at the sound that time.

[Cᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ Sʜᴇᴘᴀʀᴅ]

|| ! and eesh you crazy. I start freaking out at the 6 hours of sleep mark LOL. That sounds like a crap shift though ): I got ripped off on hours AGAIN and I'm only working a 2-5 shift, yep a whole three hours. Pretty sure he's trying to get me to quit so that he doesn't have to deal with the shame of firing me =/. AND No worries! c: Doesn't bother me none! ||

Carmela | Human Female | Sunbreaker Titan| Tagged: Ileana/Any | Location: Earth -> The Tower -> Personal Quarters

The apartment was awfully quiet, and with the grace only she could posses, she would quietly shuffle down the hall. Icy gaze peered over the couch, finding Ileana obviously sleeping. Brows met for a moment, but she shrugged and padded off into the kitchen. Might as well cook some breakfast then. Thankfully some coffee still resided in the pot, and she refilled her mug about half way before returning the pot to the burner and taking a sip from it. She turned, and as her gaze lifted up, she was met with the sight of Rila, who obviously had something to share with the Titan. Mel held her hand up momentarily while she swallowed her mouthful of coffee, letting the mug rest on the counter. "Keep your voice down, what do you need?" She would say quietly, moving around the Ghost to pull out some of the items she would be using for breakfast. Eggs, bacon, breakfast biscuits, butter, cheese, simple stuff that they had laying around.

"Ileana's Ghost has sent me some information about the doctors visit Ileana is planning, however I was crosschecking with your schedule and realized you haven't made an entry for a while." The Ghost shifted her shell slightly, doing her best to keep her tone low as her Guardian had suggested. "I just wanted to be sure nothing was conflicting with anything else on your agenda." The Ghost then explained the days that were available for Ileana to go in, watching as her Guardian moved around the kitchen to prepare a meal.

"While I would usually say the sooner the better, I feel that two days from now would be a better option. That way we have time to figure out what exactly to do about what happened in the Vanguard hall the other day. From there we can determine if the case will be a loss or not. Five days from now is a little too far out there for my liking for the sake of the unknown. Go ahead and let Ghost know that I don't have anything planned tomorrow or the next day. Either option is fine, though preferably one with enough time to figure out what is going to happen about the.. uh.. Incident." She flinched before returning to preparing breakfast, listening as Rila moved away, likely to send the other Ghost the data. This breakfast was quite easy to prepare, and before long she had it dished up and ready to serve. A single breakfast 'sandwich' laying in the middle of each plate. She moved to set the plates at the table before shifting into the living room to see if Ileana had woken up yet. If not, the Titan would gently touch her shoulder with soft words about breakfast.

[A.Kira-]

((I'm sorry I know the feels. Low wage jobs are evil. BTW, I forgot to tell you to send me the info to do that survey on PS. If you still want me to.))

Ileana~
She was in and out of Sleep while Mel cooked, stirring briefly every now and then but never fully waking up. Sleep as usual. She felt something touch her shoulder, dragging her from sleep instantly. Her eyes snapped open and she breathed in sharply, one of her hands lighting up with solar flames. When her eyes found Mel's face she relaxed, closing her hand and the fire going out. "Sorry," she muttered, sitting up slowly. "Did you say breakfast?" she ran her hand through her hair. She realized then it was still down, hanging just past her shoulders. She gathered it in her hand and twisted it around, securing it in it's usual low bun on her head. She thought she looked weird with her hair down and would cut it all off if it didn't make her look like her sister.

Even slower than she'd sat up she stood, taking a few steps to the kitchen, running her fingers over Mel's knuckles as she passed. She slid into a chair in front of one of the plates but wouldn't touch a thing until Mel joined her. She was a being of manners. Manners that had been burned into her. "I wasn't expecting breakfast. It's a pleasant surprise. Thank you. Not that you did it for me but I think you understand what I mean."
"Ileana," ghost said, suddenly next to the Warlock. Before Ileana could answer the ghost continued. "Tomorrow or two days, those are your options." the ghost's new shell spun around her, waiting for a reply.
"Hm? Oh," Ileana shook her head to get the fog out. The medication was slowly kicking in but most of her problem lied in just waking up for the second time. "Eh, two days. That's the one at ten in the morning? Perfect, I get to sleep later. Set the ship up to leave that morning around 10:30 from a transmat zone near his office that way it looks like I left the city. At 10 I need you to purchase something from the shop across the street. Silver chain, twelve inches. A replacement for a broken one. Then it will look like I had a reason to be in the city. Plus, that shop doesn't have surveillance and it's a well-known fact I like shiny things. Perfect alibi, right?"
"One of your better ones as of late," the ghost said honestly. Ileana let out a small laugh in return, too tired to say anything witty in return.

[Cᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ Sʜᴇᴘᴀʀᴅ]

|| OH ye! I'll swing that information via PS shortly. (: ||

Carmela | Human Female | Sunbreaker Titan| Tagged: Ileana/Any | Location: Earth -> The Tower -> Personal Quarters

Her hand never moved from Ileana's shoulder, not even after the glimpse of fire caught her attention. She blinked for a few seconds before shrugging, moving her hand away as Ileana moved to sit up. "It's alright." She arched a brow, but nodded. "Yep, figured I'd let you rest a bit more while I made something to eat for us." Her gaze followed Ileana's movements, watching as she put her hair up. That reminded her that she would be needing a hair cut herself sometime soon, the white locks nearly touching to the back of her neck. An uncomfortable sensation when you were so used to having short and easily manageable hair.

As Ileana stood and moved into the kitchen, the Titan turned to follow, taking her normal seat at the table in front of her plate. By now the meal had a good time to cool, and would not scald the tongue when eaten. "No problem, really. I understood what you meant." She offered a small smile before turning her gaze to Rila, then Ileana's Ghost. She listened to the conversation quietly, watching as Rila brought Mel's coffee over, then brought Ileana's mug over as well. If the Titan recalled correctly, Ileana had filled but passed out on the couch, likely not finishing it off a second time. Good, beverages were out of the way. She dipped her head at her Ghost in thanks before lifting the sandwich to her lips and taking a bite. She watched Ileana with a curious look, but left the Warlock to plan out the day she would go into the office.

[A.Kira-]

Ileana~
"That's settled," she sighed, reaching for the coffee mug as soon as Rila set it down. She took a sip, almost gagging at how cold it had gotten. She held the cup away from her and put some heat in her free hand. One of her fingers dipped into the mug and moved about, warming the drink. "Here's some food for thought. When I get back from the doctor's appointment I may or may not have any news about what I have going on. Depending on what I have it may be hard to nail it down. Most likely I won't be myself again for around 24 hours. I'll be manageable but off. Similar to the other day. I won't be able to take anything before I go in because he'll want raw data. My medication will most likely change dramatically within the next few weeks and it may be an odd shift. Depending on what I'm on I'll have a few shifts in personality." she drew her hand back, letting it cool. She took another sip, satisfied with the temperature. Not great but better.

She set the cup down and moved on to the sandwich, tearing it apart and eating it in pieces. She would only speak between bites. "I'm only telling you this because I don't know what's going to happen. You fell for me, not me on medication. Well, technically. Best case scenario I'm not walking out of there with an easy diagnosis. Worst case scenario I'm walking out of there with a time stamp." Time stamp. That wasn't a good choice of words. "If anything does happen to me within the time you're going through the custody battle I already have a contingency plan to keep any careful eyes away from it. I won't tell you what it is because that's too dark for breakfast talk, but I have a plan. Like I do for all things. Been doing this far too long to ever not have one. Breakfast is good, by the way." She tacked that onto the end in hopes of easing the dark mood. She couldn't stop the next question from coming out of her mouth. "You say you love me and I don't doubt that but are you sure you're able to deal with this?"

[Cᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ Sʜᴇᴘᴀʀᴅ]

Carmela | Human Female | Sunbreaker Titan| Tagged: Ileana/Any | Location: Earth -> The Tower -> Personal Quarters

With the conversation drifting to Mel, the Titan would fix her gaze on Ileana, listening while she chewed, her hands setting down the sandwich so that she could speak when required. She washed the bite down with a sip of her coffee, thoughts seemingly running her mind. It was common sense to know that Ileana might have a few shifts here and there, especially if she was put on a different medications that could have her reacting differently with different emotions. She took another sip of coffee only to nearly spit it back out and choke on it in horror as the words 'time stamp' crossed the table. She let loose a few coughs to dislodge the liquid from her lungs, waving her hand as if to dismiss it. "Sorry. Continue."

Her gaze dropped to her sandwich, which she quickly scooped back up to occupy her mouth and hands. As much as she knew it was coming, she never wanted to think about the fact that Ileana didn't have much time left. It hurt just to think about it, so she could only gauge that as to how it would feel when it actually happened. Brows furrowed together at the thought, and she quickly pushed it out of her mind. She chewed thoughtfully for a moment, finishing off the sandwich in a few more bites while Ileana spoke. Once she was finished she dusted her fingers over the plate, pushing it off to the side before leaning forward and bringing her arms to fold against each other on the table. "I'm glad you're enjoying it." She would say quietly, trying not to let the Warlock's words darken the mood, but that was too late, done and over with. Her gaze lifted up at Ileana's next question, a flicker of pain crossing her features before returning to a flat expression. "Ileana, I watched you die right in front of me, and I brought you back to life with my bare hands. I'd do anything if it meant you would be able to spend even a day more with me. I think I'll manage."

[A.Kira-]

Ileana~
When Mel choked Ileana tensed. Definitely was a bad choice of words. When Mel started talking about how she had watched Ileana die the Warlock's face looked pain and she focused her gaze on her plate to hide it. Yes it had happened and no she didn't want to remember it. "I'm forever in your debt for that," she said quietly. She was about halfway through her food and couldn't eat any more. She set it down, rubbing her hands on her jeans. This wasn't something she was dealing with well herself. She couldn't imagine Carmela was going to take it any better. "I came into your life just quick enough to mess it up, didn't I." She said mostly to herself, hardly realizing it was out loud. Her fingers drummed on the table for a few moments before she finally recentered her attention on Mel. "I feel terribly rude for saying this but I can't finish eating that. It tastes excellent but I'm full. Really. I don't eat a lot. I'm sorry." she leaned on the table in front of her, rubbing her forehead again.

Something else to talk about, something else to talk about. She didn't want to ruin Mel's day with all this dark talk. What was every parents favorite topic? Their kids. "Any news on Charlotte?" She asked. Then her mind caught up and remembered that it was almost every parents favorite thing to talk about. It probably wasn't Mel's. At least not in this sense. This topic would probably only bring her more pain. Ileana closed her eyes, moving her hand to cover her face in irritation. If her mind had been functioning just a little faster she could have avoided potentially inflicting pain on the Titan. But no, she had to be late on her meds.