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Low points in high places [Tagging Verity]

Apologies are not something that come easily for Amelia, especially when they're deserved. True, she's only managed one true apology when several are needed, but she finds waiting for resolution after the fact to be even worse.

She hardly goes out anymore. The Fox and Crosier has all the essentials for living, so her only reason for visiting the Commercial District or the Forum is pure curiosity, but even that's in short supply these days. The weight of her actions, of the consequences of a poorly made decision, rest heavily on her. Most hours of the day are spent in the yew tree outside her window, trying to figure what to do next, debating if it's worth going out into public.

On yet another warm and pleasant afternoon, it's in those tree branches that Amelia finds herself. Dressed in the clothes of Verity's world, her hair down, her hair pin being turned over slowly in her hands. She looks as terrible as she feels, but as no one comes to see her here, she doesn't really care.

Someday, she's going to be embarrassed about her current appearance, especially the fact that her hair is full of leaves from the tree.

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There's probably going to be at least a few grumbles about tummyaches in the future as Amelia learns about all the sweet things the Nexus has to offer. For now, she'll only eat when Verity hands to her.

"I like oranges a lot - and raspberries and strawberries, too. They're all very delicious." Really, if it's a fruit, she's probably going to like it. "Almonds are okay, but not my favorite. I much prefer pecans or walnuts,."

Edited 2015-10-31 04:44 (UTC)

Everyone has to learn their limits. Just wait until she finds out about chocolate-flavored booze.

"Bitter orange, then. And that's probably enough for now, it'll make you sick if you eat too much too fast." The chocolate is soon handed over. "We can buy some to take with us for later, if you want?"

She still has to learn more about booze before she can discover the deliciousness that is chocolate-flavored booze. A lesson for another day, perhaps. ~~Foreshadowing? Never!~~

As with the other chocolates, this one is savored nice and slow. It gets a very approving nod even before she fully finishes it. "I'd love to take more with us for when we're done with pizza, yes." ...apparently she's not taking Verity's comment about getting sick to heart. She'll just have to learn the hard way. "This bitter orange chocolate was very good. Are there more like it with other fruits?"

Edited 2015-10-31 05:12 (UTC)

Proper adult drinking is a lesson for many evenings. It's something Verity's still working on herself. They may need Samus to supervise.

Verity smiles at the reaction, arms folded comfortably across her stomach. "Yes, there's all kinds of fruit fillings. We can get you a sampler box of those so you can try them all out. And, I shudder to tell you this, but... there's such a thing as dessert pizza. It has chocolate on it. I'll make you one some time."

If Samus will even agree to see Amelia again, then sure, she can supervise.

"A whole box to bring back with us?" Her eyes widen at that. If she knew what Christmas was, she would say this is just like Christmas, but better. "I'd love that. The more I can try, the better." She's going to be so sick later, because she's not going to be able to contain herself when she has a whole box of chocolates in front of her.

"Dessert... pizza?" One of Amelia's eyebrows races toward her hairline. "That sounds... I'm not really sure, but I feel like I should be scared. Should I be scared?" Given Verity's reluctance to mention it, she's pretty sure she should be scared.

She did say until Verity had forgiven Amelia, right?

"A whole box. You can get boxes with different numbers of chocolates," she explains, pointing to the display of empty boxes pinned to the wall. "The little ones that hold two or three are for little gifts, or party favors. The big ones are when you really want to impress someone--or have a need for several of every flavor."

She leaves Amelia to think about the dessert pizza while she requests the fruit sampler chocolate box. While it's being packed up she explains, "It's a dessert that looks like a pizza. Cookie crust and candy toppings."

Amelia doesn't know that, though. She's under the impression that Samus is done with her. Period.

"I don't think I need all of them at once." Amelia laughs softly. There are still plenty of days left in the Nexus for her to come back and buy more.

Again with sweet things her world doesn't have, or at least have the same name for. "What's a cookie?" She's used to the term biscuit, and even then it's not what Verity is used to. More bread like, less sugary sweet.

Well, then they'll have to see if Samus likes Verity more than she dislikes Amelia.

"No, definitely not. You'd be too sick to see straight if you tried to eat that many at once."

She pauses to pay for the chocolates, which buys her time to think about how to explain cookies now. "Cookies are... a sweet batter cooked in disks usually. Some people call them biscuits."

It's worth a try. Besides, Amelia owes Samus an apology, too.

"Ahh, biscuits I know. They're a treat usually made for after the evening meal - dessert, as I've come to learn it's called. They're not usually very sweet, though. Perhaps the recipe changed over time?" Now that she's begun trying sweets in the Nexus, Verity's likely to need to introduce her to all of them. Between her and Katsuya, they should be able to cover most of the baked goods pretty easily.

"Some are sweeter than others. I know how to make all kinds of cookies, from fruit and nut balls that don't get baked at all to fancy stenciled and gold-leafed delicacies that almost shouldn't be eaten." She gives a little shrug. "It's different combinations of ingredients and a few techniques, but there are endless variations."

Is Amelia going to want to explore any of the other candies and colorful things before they go?

She blinks at the explanation of Verity's far reaching repertoire. "They put gold onto cookies?" She thought buttons made of gemstones were extravagant enough, but this tops it without question.

Amelia gives the place a general once over, but she doesn't seem terribly interested in anything else right now. She's more than happy to wander on to pizza.

Yeah, that's a hell of a thing, isn't it? "Sometimes. Gold is edible, so it's a great way to spend a lot of money showing off. I've seen it on all kinds of food. Honestly, if I were going to spend that kind of money, I'd get truffles." At least she has standards.

They can go onward to the pizza, in that case. Probably for the best that Amelia not get any more sweets right now. Best for her stomach, anyway. "You still have an appetite for pizza, right?"

"I... can't even imagine..." And really, she can't. The idea of "gold leaf" doesn't make sense to her, so she's stuck picturing someone shaking gold off of a dirty coin onto a cookie. It seems less than pleasant.

Verity's got her hands full with the box of chocolates, so Amelia's going to grab onto her arm once they're outside. "Definitely. We can get the small pizzas still, right? So we can try multiple things?" So excited about the smallest things. Seems being set free from the weight of her responsibilities in her world is helping her open up.

"You're probably happier not bothering too much about it." Maybe some things are better off not even imagined.

It's not so big a box she's encumbered by it, but if Amelia wants to hang onto her arm, that's fine. She's certainly getting more tactile. "Yes, we can try lots of different toppings. We have to figure out what your favorite is, after all. Everyone has a favorite kind of pizza."

Only with you, Verity. Everyone else still gets those furtive eyes and hair pin fidgets when she wants to reach out a hand to comfort them. And she sure as hell doesn't want to just hold someone's hand (the implications of such forward thinking, gasp!). Still, she likes being this close to Verity - she feels safe at this close proximity.

"I have a lot of things to try, then, give all the ingredients that were available last time we had pizza." A small laugh escapes her as she thinks about it. Yes, she's definitely feeling better about a lot of things. "What's your favorite kind of pizza? Should we have one of those today?"

Oh, she very much wants to hold hands, and she's done so enough. It's not anything Verity's going to get upset about either way. Holding hands is nice, walking arm-in-arm is nice, not being angry with each other anymore is best.

"My favorite is red sauce with spinach, onions, and mushrooms. Loki's was Hawaiian. Ham, bacon, and pineapple." There's a little hitch in her voice when she has to talk about Loki in the past tense, but she soldiers on. "The most popular where I'm from was pepperoni, which is a kind of spicy sausage."

Verity's her go-to person for hand holding. It's not like she'd run straight up to Nathan when she got home to her world and ask to hold his hand. ...well, right away, anyway.

The Loki thing gets glossed over. Amelia gets it and she's not going to push on Verity for it. "Those all sound interesting, but... pineapple? What's that? Another vegetable?" Here, have something to focus on that's not directly Loki-related.

Maybe she should. They'd both be happier.

It's a welcome change of subject. "Pineapple is a kind of fruit. It's sweet and tart at the same time. Maybe pizza isn't the best first introduction to it, so, we'll save that for another time. Most pizza toppings are either meat or vegetable, or different kinds of cheese. And then there are the different kinds of crusts... the important decision there is, bready or crispy." Deep-dish can wait for another day.

It would certainly be a conversation starter...

"I thought pizza was going to be easy after the last time we had it together." She can't help but laugh at the thought. Oh how wrong she was about that! "Perhaps we should start with your favorite kind of pizza - crust and all - and slowly move on from there. We've got time." There's almost something sad about how she says that, but she's not going to press on it. Thoughts about whether or not she can go home again can wait for another day.

Ah, well, can't have that. Conversations might lead somewhere.

"It's easy in that it's simple, you just put what you like on top. But that doesn't narrow down the choices any." She side-eyes Amelia for a moment. She doesn't like this defeatist attitude. "Yeah. I'm hoping you'll still come visit once you've found the way home."

She's more worried about the conversation ending poorly. They haven't exactly had really good communication before now. Lots of yelling, lots of avoiding saying things on both sides of a conversation, and, of course, the fact that she's kissed him twice now. True, it was on the cheek, but they never really talked about it.

"It's going to take quite a while to get through all of the options," she agrees. "Especially given the number of spices I like to put on my food."

Oh, damn. She was hoping Verity would ignore that. "Of course I'll come back - there's no way I'll have picked a favorite pizza before I go home." That's a terrible joke and after a quick smile, Amelia's looking down at her boots. They're terribly interesting right now.

And not talking has been working wonderfully for them, has it?

"Oh, once we start adding different spices to the mix... I should probably confess: I don't think I've had all the options yet either." Once pizza goes fusion, it's all over. Nobody can keep up.

"Hey now. This defeatist attitude is beneath you, Amelia. You're better than this."

To be fair, the only thing that's ever gone well for them is the accounting lessons she gave him. She's the Queen of Bad Timing, which certainly doesn't help. Now she has to hope she gets home so she can try again.

"There must be thousands of combinations - a lifetime would be required to try them all. Or a desire to eat nothing but pizza for several years." She certainly wouldn't expect any one person to try them all. If they find something like before then, there's no need to force yourself to try something new every time you get pizza.

Those eyes of hers are staying glued to her feet. "I can't fix everything in one day," she points out, "and this is something I've done for a very long time. It's going to be a hard thing to un-learn." Her grip on Verity's arm loosens unconsciously as she sighs. "I'm sorry. I am trying, though."

Then it sounds like time to try something new.

"Thousands of thousands, maybe. But you're right, trying to try them all would take a particular kind of dedication that leaves no room for other delicious things. Except you could put it on the pizza, and have the best of both worlds, and now I'm making myself hungry." Now she's having crazy ideas, like mac and cheese pizza. She may be making one for herself one of these days.

"I know. I'm not expecting you to." The loosened hold on her arm means Verity can wrap that arm around her. Now look what you've done, Amelia. "I'm proud of you for trying. But you know, if you're staring at your feet, you can't see your future up ahead. Can you try and look up, just a little?"

Slowly, Amelia nods and looks up at Verity. The best she can offer at this point is a small, sad smile and a slow arm wrapped around Verity's waist. That's what people do when one wraps an arm around the other's shoulders, right? Seriously, this physical comfort/contact stuff is complicated.

"Better?"

Edited 2015-11-01 01:44 (UTC)

I'm looking forward to all the candy people will be bringing to work on Monday. XD

I'm looking forward to hitting up the half-price candy on Sunday.

Me too! It always feels so good to get a bag or two of cheap candy.

Oh yes. Love chocolate.

Om nom nom chocolate!

We're like Cookie Monster. http://on.fb.me/1XGqhjF

My god that's terrifying.

Happy Halloween!

And a slightly early Happy Halloween from the West Coast!

:D

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