The Blind Date

[reincarnshaman]

Trever didn't quite know who to blame for this one. Well, he knew that Brenton suggested it and then when he brought it up to his brother, Kale agreed with it. Since Kale agreed with it, he knew it was a bad idea right off the bat. The fact that the phrase 'you need to get laid,' was in the conversation didn't help matters.

It wasn't like Kale had a boyfriend currently or anything. His twin needed to get laid as much as he did. Maybe he'd see about setting up Kale for a blind date.

Still, it didn't seem like it'd be any harm. She sounded like a nice girl... woman.

This is why he was waiting outside Jerry's Deli with his hands in his pockets watching the evening crowd mill in and out of the restaurant looking for Caoimhe.

With any luck he wasn't going to be stood up.

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[timelesscaoimhe]

"Veena?"

She gives him a questioning look and a smile as she walks through the door. It's odd, the sensation that the answer is right there, tickling the edges of her mind so to speak. But she's got her abilities relatively under control and if she weren't so angry with the gods at the moment she would be sending up a silent thank you to them for that small favor.

[reincarnshaman]

"My familiar, she's around here somewhere. Black cat," he says, following her inside.

He has the supreme urge to start babbling uncontrollably, but is managing not to. Be glad! Over and over in his mind, he keeps on trying to figure out where this itching feeling is coming from.

[timelesscaoimhe]

"And she ate the flowers?"

Mild curiosity as she tries to keep herself grounded and not burst into some overly emotional display that will gain her nothing. She can feel things slip away, knowledge about everyday things in this world that never belonged to her. Oh, this is going to get rough.

[reincarnshaman]

"Chewed them up. She knew I was going on a date tonight. She gets jealous." He pulls the chair out for her in a gentlemanly manner.

In fact there is a black cat on the chair. The cat looks up at Caoimhe with large yellow eyes as if judging if she's good enough for her human.

Trever sighs.

[timelesscaoimhe]

Caoimhe just looks down at the cat with a calm, unwavering gaze.

I was good enough to be his wife, once.

A silent message sent with undertones of respect, but no intention of backing down ever.

I like that icon!

[reincarnshaman]

Veena gives her a look and then stretches complete with a long yawn. Then she vanishes. She reappears on Trever's shoulder and then onto another chair at the table. It's a complete vanishing. One moment she's there and then she's not without any sign of her leaving.

"I'm sorry," he apologizes as he sits. His fingers tap on the table. "Have we met before? I have this nagging feeling that we've met before."

So so I!

[timelesscaoimhe]

"She's just looking after you."

And she actually gives the cat a look of gratitude. She hasn't been around to do it after all.

Trever's question leaves her at a loss for words. What to say? He obviously doesn't remember, and she has a feeling that he is a true reincarnation and not a strange anomaly like herself.

"Not..." In this life? Can she say that?

"No."

[reincarnshaman]

"She has strange ways to do it."

His finger tapping gets worse and then his language shifts to something very old and familiar. "Are you sure? You're very familiar."

Obviously some parts of him remember, if not consciously yet. He doesn't seem to realize the switch.

[timelesscaoimhe]

"No, just not human ways."

Her eyes widen in shock and her mouth goes dry.

"Tuathal?"

It's just a disbelieving whisper.

[reincarnshaman]

"They're still annoying." He gives the cat a good nature glare.

When she calls him Tuathal, he gives her a bit of a confused look.

"Yes?"

[timelesscaoimhe]

She clears her throat and tries to make her voice cooperate, answering in the same language he started using. She's glad of it, because she fears that English might soon slip from her mind.

"How do you know that name?"

[reincarnshaman]

There's a confused look on his face. "It's mine... right?"

He's going to have a major headache later. And then bitch at some people. Possibly his "aunt". As he's getting a series of duel memories now, fighting for if not dominance, head space.

[timelesscaoimhe]

"Yes. At least it was once."

She can sense the struggle within him, and so she holds back, not wanting to make the press of new memories worse by saying too much too fast.

[reincarnshaman]

He rubs his head. "You know?" Trever asks. Not accusingly, but more in a 'help me please' kind of way.

[timelesscaoimhe]

"Not everything."

She was taken, after all. She knows nothing of his life after her disappearance, or of any reincarnations after it.

"But... you did know me once. A long time ago."

[reincarnshaman]

Trever gives a grumbling noise. "This again. Two people in my life who knew me before. The probability of this happening is staggering."

He's not upset or anything. More like annoyed at life and the gods in general. And some gods in specific.

[timelesscaoimhe]

She shrugs, giving him a bit of a smile.

"I don't belong here. Probability is rather out the window."

[reincarnshaman]

He thinks about this for a second. "Gods fucking with you too?"

[timelesscaoimhe]

She frowns, momentarily confused by the expression which is worrying because that means she's losing the language.

"Yes. Oh yes."

[reincarnshaman]

He sighs and nearly bangs his head on the table. Fortunately he restrains himself.

"Great. Someone up there really hates us."