12744/Gabby's Moving Day

Gabby's Moving Day
Date of Scene:	10 September 2022
Location:	Blake House - Exterior
Synopsis:	It's a Kinney Convention
Cast of Characters:	Thomas Blake, Gabby Kinney

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Thomas Blake has posed:
two things you have to know about Thomas Blake. He takes care of his own. He's a frigging show off. When the men delivering a new refrigerator lose their collective shit over a fairly chill Siberian tiger walking up they split. Thomas felt somewhat responsible and it was an arm and core day so e made use of several straps the men left without and with a grunt hoisted it on his back. With a grunt, e walked over to the pool house door. After a moment of fishing in his pocket for the keys, Rasputin demonstrated he was indeed a cat, rubbing against Blake and getting in the way.

"'the fuck OUTTA the way you big oaf. Move! No scritchies! Go on! Be a good tiger." Clinkink. The keys fall to the ground. This will lead to Thomas either putting down the fridge to retrieve them or bending still hoisting the fridge and possibly winding up under it.

"Rasputin! You..." Like any sensible cat, Rasputin retreats upon being wanted.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
"Huh. New cardio routine, Thomas?" Gabby had come around the corner just in time to hear yelling at Rasputin, and seeing Thomas lugging an entire fridge on his back. The pack she has slung over her shoulder is slightly fuller than before as she was intending to start leaving more of her things here. Including, it would seem, a statuary of a duck which she has tucked under one arm.

A little shake of her head comes as she hurries across the distance chuckling over the apparent series of events that occured. The statue is set down so she can duck under the side of the fridge and snag the keys. Up again she tucks in near the door to start figuring out which one unlocks it as quick as she can.

"You could have waited for help you know? There's no reason to break your neck."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake frowns. "I can handle this. It's my morning exercise. I been getting soft pampering that Fairy. It was the tiger's fault. He's getting spoiled. It's that key... no that one... the one you just had... Gabrielle..." Her name is pronounced in as ominous a tone as she has heard him use. "I know you can hear me. Open the door and guide me in. This is fine thanks for getting you a major appliance... with an ice maker in the door." Biceps the size of grapefruits twitch a little, veins becoming more prominent.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney actually does fumble with the keys at first, but after the second time she knows which one it actually is. A grin comes, and flits away just as quick to put on a completely innocent mask. "This one?" She inquires as she... twists the entire key ring around to go the exact opposite direction to pick the one on the other-other side of the key needed.

It's about then that she gives some bit of pity for him though, and flicks up the correct key to unlock it and step inside. She holds the door for him with a broader grin at the antics. "Thank you for the fridge!" She chirps gesturing him through.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake growls. "I should leave this on your doorstep, or on you. See how long it takes to regenerate with a fridge parked on your ass. He scrapes through the door and brings it to the kitchen. It comes down gently enough but the floor shakes a bit. He lets out. That thing is almost as heavy as Ras... as for you... " He tries to get her in a headlock, mostly joking.

The fridge is stainless steel and magnifient, much larger than Gabby's needs but if she were called on to mind a tiger it could hold a day or two of meat.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
"Eh, I could wiggle out I'm sure," Gabby assures until she's caught up in the headlock. She twists, grasping his arm and trying to throw him over her shoulder out of habit, but... Well he was a good bit taller than her. In the end she just settles for sticking her tongue out and blowing a raspberry in response.

"Hey you were the one worried about becoming soft, I was just helping to push you back in the right direction, muscle-man," she teases lightly. The fridge is eyed about then as she regards it. "That's seriously for me? It's huge. How much you think I'm eating?" Of course, yes, for tiger needs that would fit.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake releases her after he feels as well as hears the raspberry. He pulls his shirt off nd plugs in the fridge then grabs it to move it into its proper place. He accidentally makes a money picture pose doing so. We're talking supervillain calendar. He's actually trying not to scuff the linoleum. "Part of it is for tiger chow. So you don't have to run up to the main house when you watch him." Breathing a little quicker he turns to regard the Honey Badger.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney fake coughs once out of the choke hold only to turn back watching Thomas fiddle with the arrangement of the fridge's location inside the pool house. Her arms cross over her chest, head tilting to the side, as she watches. "... Did you really have to take your shirt off to do that? Showoff." Scoffing lightly she grins in amusement once more.

"Yeah, I figured the extra room was for Rasputin soon as I asked the question. It's a good idea, too. Never know when it might be good to have a snack on hand for him. Should be good right there," she adds gesturing toward where he'd tucked it away. This time there's no teasing such as suggesting it be moved a quarter inch to the left.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake daws an arm across his chest in exaggerated modesty. "Leave something to the imagination, Gabrielle. Anyway, shirt is damp. I hate damp. It goes off. Take your top off too if you want. This is your place. How did you wind up so uptight? If I was trying something... I'd stand right up to you. Like this!" He does. "I'd hold ypur face up and look into you eyes like this... tis got Megs really good." He demonstrates. "I'd hold you in my... my..." Thomas falls on the floor laughing. "Sorry, still little sister zone." the tiger sees his chance and pounces.

"Agggggh! Stop! Ooof. You dumb... ow...!"

Gabby Kinney has posed:
"Oh I never said I was modest, I was just making fun," Gabby starts right up until he leans over trying to mock-flirt with her. Both eyebrows shoot up as she just stares back at him expressionless. If they were playing chicken she wasn't going to be the first to break.

Sure enough he breaks into laughter finally causing her to crack a smile as he tumbles over. "I'm not uptight, I'm just trying to respect the whole thing you got going on with Megan. I mean with Satana it was like... who cared? She didn't. But that was a weird situation either way."

Stepping forward she sinks her hands into the back of Rasputin's fur giving him a good scritch. "Good booooy, just wants to play."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake gets out from under Rasputin. "No shame in being out catted by a tiger... sometimes." He doesn't add that Rasputin's idea of play can lead to hospitalization for a normal human. Then again no one would call Thomas normal who knew him.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney hip bumps into Rasputin nudging the cat off. He at least pads away to clamber up onto the couch here earning an amused look in return. She offers a hand down toward Thomas to try and help him up. "True, true. You have to admit you probably looked like a great target though. Distracted, hands full, stagger-walking around like you were already hurt."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake accepts the hand up. Gabby suddenly is strong for a woman her size. Thomas is as well and sometimes as his aunt points out, he is a lunkhead. Gabby's strength against a man nearly a hundred pounds on her and far stronger is not remotely fair. She does get him partway up and then he falls back down, the Badger thrown over his stomach. He pats the girl on the back. "Tell me more... is it terribly stressful to never make any mistakes?" He gets up, Gabby under one arm and sets her on the counter.

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney feels her muscle clenching in her arm while she tries to help him up. Really she shouldn't have to be digging her heels in for balance that much, if he were trying. Which meant he wasn't. As soon as he goes down dragging her with him she lets out a breath so that she doesn't get the wind knocked out of her when she smacks ontop of him.

A little sigh is exhaled, and she lifts her head to regard him with a bemused grin. "You do realize if Pixie were to come in right now she would get entirely the wrong idea? You trying to self-sabotage?" Of course, she doesn't care one way or another, but she's TRYING to keep him on the straight and narrow in her own way.

When she's set on the counter she scoots back to ensure she doesn't slip off. "I make mistakes. Usually with guys."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake nods, resting his elbows on the counter next to Gabby. "Yeah, I made some mistakes with guys too... and women. I'm afraid I'm making mistakes with Pixie. For one thing, we stay in a lot... because one or the other is exhausted or got clobbered. then this whole old god thing has me wondering am I right for her?"

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney reaches out to ruffle her hand through Thomas' hair. It's not a rough toussle, but more an actual soft combing of fingers through his hair. Trying to console him just a bit over that. "There's been a lot going on, you can't really help that. Does she ask about wanting to go out? I mean... Even if you stay in most of the time you could try to set up a date night."

"The... well the god thing is over now. Should be over," Gabby assures with a sidelong glance. "Had a big fight, we won."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake looks at Gabby for a bit. "There's more... I... I never dated since a couple times in high school? I didn't HAVE to if you follow and... that isn't happening here. I mean it's been over a month... you tell me, is that normal? Anyway... I never was at this level -emotionally- with anyone. Sure as hell not the Ex... well it wasn't mutual anyway. I ave feelings for her, we're intimate in other ways. I pick her up when she gets beat down, I give her TLC. I mean is she looking for a partner or a caregiver? I mean I'd be good doing the same for her, or you or Mike if you need it but... I need a lover and a partner. Am I being a jerk?"

Gabby Kinney has posed:
Gabby Kinney reaches down to give his nose a boop with her fingertip. "Thomas I've never gotten laid, I couldn't tell you what 'normal' is other than it's not the same for everyone. The dating thing, though? For someone brought up like her it's totally normal," she assures with a look of amusement at the question in general. "It sounds like, ultimately, you're gonna have to figure out what you're willing to wait for or not. Have a talk with her about what you need out of a relationship and what she can offer."

"I will say that I never saw her being as huggy and kissy and into someone as she is with you, so this isn't just her diong her 'usual thing' or something like that. The fact that you're worried about it means you aren't being a jerk, too. Just, you know." All she can do is spread her hands in a little shrug. "Gonna have to communicate your needs too."

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake beeps Gabby back. "Frigging badgers are getting smarter everyday. Yeah you have not had it easy. Neither did I, though that was my fault. I... went outta my way to destroy the Blake fortune, just to get back at my old man, prove I could make it on my own. And I picked theme criminal as a career path. Hey speaking of you not having it easy... is your crazy sister Bellona still around?"

Gabby Kinney has posed:
"Yeah, but I at least had family that cared. You ... well sounds like your dad was a peice of work. I mean right now you got people who care, so you get it now, but at the time?" Gabby's expression softens a tad. "Yeah, I can get it. I wanted to kill some of the people who 'raised' me too."

The topic switching to Bellona earns a small shrug from her. "She's been working out in Madripoor. Supposed to be coming back soon but I don't know when. She just kind of shows up." It was a family trait.

Thomas Blake has posed:
Thomas Blake nods. Then he whispers, "Warn me if you can. If she shows up, grabs some of my clothes to do her laundry and Pixie catches her... she'll get a one way tour of the South Pole, or the inside of Mount Aetna. And I may be her plus one. I mean Megan is the sweetest little thing... till she isn't." He gets up to go. He looks around a moment, wasn't there a shirt around here? He thought so. Ah well. He grabs the tiger's collar and hauls him from the sofa. "C'mon buddy, we'll get some dinner. Popeye's maybe? I'm wanting nuggets. You can have some. I love giving them an order for fifty nuggets." He could swear he had a shirt when he cam in though.