taxonomites | 07 [Location | Visual

"Well, Isis, I think it is time for us to find a place to live. Maybe a real place to live for awhile instead of this bouncing around from place to place." Selina doesn't notice that the tablet is on but the little black cat on her shoulder seems it. She jumps down and bats at the thing, knocking it down onto the floor. After it stops bouncing on the floor, it shows Selina packing a small bag. Looking up, she looks at what Isis is doing and seems amused.

"We're going to be here for more than a few weeks, so we might as well find a nice place to live - see if maybe we can enjoy it."

The rest of you, Taxon, are treated to the visual of being a cat toy for the next thirty seconds before the visual cuts out again. Through out the day, Selina will be exploring new places to live through out Taxon. It will also be an excuse to stop in and visit some other people. There is a Sherlock to bother, a Tony to chat with, a Logan to drink with and any other number of people to bother.

[OOC: This post is a catchall for anyone who wants to talk to Selina post-dinos! Or, you know, if you want to complain about being treated to a cat toy video.

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Glitch backs up into Selina, who is usually nimble enough to avoid such things but apparently not this time. She wraps her arms around him to catch him and herself - or at least make sure that neither one of them is going to fall. Isis, sort of getting caught up in the midst of it all sounds her displeasure.

"Are you allergic to mistletoe?" The jade green eyes sparkle with amusement as she asks the question.

Occasionally his clumsy can creep up and become infectious, we'll blame it on that. Arms, woman...cat? That's weird, very few pets here but...

"Sorry, sorry, ah....more concerned about what it can do," he replies once they're all steadied. "One of the aliens' more favorite pranks during this season, seeing how many folks they can make smooch."

Pause. "Though it doesn't seem to be working now. Hi."

"Hi," Selina says as she leans in and kisses him on the cheek. Just because. And then she makes sure that he's steady on his feet before she takes a step back. Isis, however, seems rather irate about this whole thing, leaping down from Selina and finding a place to hide for the time being.

"I don't think we've really met. Not truly."

Oh well that's just sweet and he'll give her a smile back and duck his head. Glitch makes a few reassuring noises in Isis' direction but...cats will be cats so he shrugs and returns his attention to Selina.

"No, not formally. Seen you on the tablet a couple times though. Selina, right?"

Noooo he doesn't sometimes creep on people's conversations why would you ever suggest that.

"Oh, I'm sure. That thing has a tendency to broadcast at the most frustrating times," she says. Shaking her head, Selina gives him a brief smile, "I'm glad the whatever they are aren't too much into peep shows."

"They used to be," Glitch confides. Oh the things he knows about Faith Lehane's anatomy. "S'why I tend to lock it up whe-- well."

More info than anyone ever needs to know. Moving right along!

"So, what brings you down to this neck of the woods?"

"Right. I'll keep that in mind," she says before rubbing her face in frustration. The irritability vanishes when she smiles at him, "I'm thinking it might be time to get an actual place to live instead of bouncing around from place to place."

Taxon, man. What can you do?

"Good decision, in my opinion," Glitch replies with a nod. "It helps, I think, having somewhere familiar to go, somewhere yours. It's not home but it's still...you know." Pause. "And there's plenty of real estate going spare and no pet regulations that I've heard of, so that makes it a bit easier for you. In the amrket for anything specific?"

"I'm sure it does help. I just don't like thinking of this place as permanent and settling into one place seems unfortunately allowing of me. Letting them win that battle. On the other hand, living out of a bag also seems like I'm allowing them to win in a different way. So, I'll do what I want and live more comfortably."

Selina looks thoughtful at the question, "Not specifically. I don't need a lot of room but I do like my creature comforts."

"It's a balance," Glitch muses, shurgging. "You don't wanna get complacent but you don't wanna be miserable for no reason. Me, I'll take a little comfort."

A little comfort. His four-room house and garden is probably still a bit more than he needs but it's what he wants.

"Well, there's a lot of apartments - check above shops, they're usually not occupied but if some Extars are there you can shoo them off - or...if you know someone to stay with for a bit, that could be good too. Get a feel for the domestic before picking a palce of your own."

"Well, Logan did offer a place out at his place, which is huge, but I'm not sure how I feel about having my place be someone else's place. At home I had a few small places that I changed between, depending on what was going on."

Who was looking for her, what she'd stolen recently... Y'know.

But of course. Really he might know, from his annuals spent on the run and needing various boltholes.

"That's kind of what I have now, a little shotgun house," he says, nodding. "Before that I was-- my...friend brought a palace with her, from home. But it went back with her so..." Glitch shrugs, still not sure where to go with all that.

He nods to the assorted decorations. "Anyway. I was looking to get all festive, it'll kinda be my first Christmas on my own." Pause. "And fourth Christmas ever, still getting used to it."

"A palace - wow. That's a thing, isn't it?"

Selina looks over at him and smiles gently, "Festive can be hard on your own but sometimes it can be easier, too. There are so many things that can help decide that."

"I used to work for the royal family and my friend was a princess, but...it still took adapting to."

His life is/was ridiculously complicated for reasons astonishingly beyond his control.

"I've still got friends here, good ones. We've kind of made our own traditions, it happens when you've been here a while." He tilts his head. "Or even if you haven't. It sorta gives you the freedom to do whatever you want, really. All these different realities, you get some cross-pollination."

"I imagine that it did. I have a friend who is very rich and every time I am over at his house, I can't help but think what his parents would have thought of me," Selina says with a slightly pained expression. Not that she's over there often as herself but, still, it ... leaves a mark.

"So, should I expect parties or something?"

Glitch makes an uncertain little noise a shrugs, all what can you do. "They're not here though, are they? That's license to go about your business."

The next query he knows what to do with and looks back at the festive display.

"Folks usually do something for Christmas, and thanks to the aliens a couple anuuals ago we actually got a visit from Santa. I do sorta have a party planned, something called Annual's End. Music, dancing, dress up all sparkly and ring in the new annual with gifts for friends. Assuming the guys upstairs don't decide to mess with us, it'll be a good time."

Unfortunately, messing with has happened so the big to-do is going to be put off. Not that Glitch knows this yet.

07 [Location | Visual | Open] On The Prowl

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