Legging it (RP for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
zippyknowsbest)
Oct. 23rd, 2008 08:23 pmTakes place soon after this post.
When Cait finally arrived at Zippy's apartment building, she did so juggling two large bags from Ess-a-Bagel. In addition to her librarian friend's sable on rye and her own smoked crab and shrimp on a bialy, she'd brought tortellini and eggplant salads, cole slaw, an assortment of bagels and spreads, knishes and black and white cookies. Zippy might raise eyebrows at the amount of food, but Cait knew how hungry she got after healing. She doubted there would be much in the way of leftovers.
A healing. Cait knew about Zippy's damaged knee, sensed that several kinds of pain were linked to the old injury, but she knew nothing of the details. That might possibly change today. Healing connected people in odd ways sometimes, brought out things hidden. They'd cautiously paved the way for revelations when Cait had opened up to her friend about her family's recent troubles, and they'd both openly acknowledged the mystical issues surrounding them.
It felt good to be able to do something for the other woman after unloading on her like that, to help ease the effects of a night of dancing. A conga line, hadn't she said? Cait grinned at the mental picture of feisty, wisecracking Zippy, conga-ing away.
Let's see now, button, button ... she set down one of her bags long enough to press the intercom button for 5A.
When Cait finally arrived at Zippy's apartment building, she did so juggling two large bags from Ess-a-Bagel. In addition to her librarian friend's sable on rye and her own smoked crab and shrimp on a bialy, she'd brought tortellini and eggplant salads, cole slaw, an assortment of bagels and spreads, knishes and black and white cookies. Zippy might raise eyebrows at the amount of food, but Cait knew how hungry she got after healing. She doubted there would be much in the way of leftovers.
A healing. Cait knew about Zippy's damaged knee, sensed that several kinds of pain were linked to the old injury, but she knew nothing of the details. That might possibly change today. Healing connected people in odd ways sometimes, brought out things hidden. They'd cautiously paved the way for revelations when Cait had opened up to her friend about her family's recent troubles, and they'd both openly acknowledged the mystical issues surrounding them.
It felt good to be able to do something for the other woman after unloading on her like that, to help ease the effects of a night of dancing. A conga line, hadn't she said? Cait grinned at the mental picture of feisty, wisecracking Zippy, conga-ing away.
Let's see now, button, button ... she set down one of her bags long enough to press the intercom button for 5A.
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