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Wellcome, this is my place, trust me if you weren't invited you won't be getting in I'm really a nice guy just don't come over to often.

Ed pulled out a card from his pocket as he lead the other two to the appartment, swiping it through the main door to the block he let Nina and Alyn walk into the marbled hallway. Motioning over to a lift he pressed the call button the Lift arriving almost instantly with a ping opening its reflective doors to a mirrored carrige, "going up?" he asked pressing the Hold button as he stepped in and pressing the third floor button with another finger as he waited for Nina and Alyn.

A short upwards journy and they were there, swiping his keycard again a small green light indicated the door was unlocked, pushing the handle Ed opened the door to a large magnolia white apartment furnished with black and silver. Along one wall was a large book case with cabinates attached while ina a lowered area near a large fireplace with a futon oposite a large TV hanging from the wall above the fire, a perflect place to lie back and relax, behind was a bar/kitchen area complete with its own optics and hidden fridge. "The bedrooms through there" he pointed at a white door with a silvery looking handle "take a look" the bed was once again black wood with white duvet,pillows while the rest of the room also fitted the same theme including the heavy black curtains that elliminated any light that wished to enter the room when they were shut. "If you need anything I'll be here" he nodded to the futon as he grabbed a remote controll and used it to close the curtains around the main room and lower the brightness of the fire before turning on the CD player to some snow patrol.

There are towels in the airing cupboard behind the bathroom door" Ed called to Nina as he relaxed into the futon musing on the past few days events. ((writers block))

((No problem, I'll play a scene with Ed while you're away, and then we can pick up where we left off. Have fun on vacation! ))

She pads into the living room and sits down next to Ed, her eyes wandering the room and her mind buzzing with activity. Finally, an opportunity to relax. She lays her hand over his, and says quietly, "Thank you. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't come through for us tonight. So much has gone wrong since my father died. My brother, the governor, doesn't know what he's doing. We're under attack, and often very little we can do about it, and many of the things we looked forward to back in the good old days are not to be found any longer.

God, I'm just so tired. So tired." She squeezes his hand lightly, her mood improving by the moment. "So... the ring you gave me, you want to tell me why you gave it to me? It's not often that a man shows interest in me. I think I intimidate them."

"Maybe that's my problem, Ed. I'm always trying to force things. I'm always trying to push things in a given direction." She moves a piece of hair our of her face, and looks back at him, into his eyes. "Since my father died, I've felt like everything he built has been in danger, and that I was the only one capable of preserving his dream. In all of that time, I've never thought once that what I need to do every now and then is live for myself, and for the living, rather than the ones that are gone."

She looks at the ring, smiling a little. "But what does it mean? Does it mean you have eyes for me?"

Nina strikes Ed as the kind of girl who is quite capable of taking advantage of the vulnerable... but she doesn't. She seems truly moved, even girlish and excited. She moves a curl of hair behind her ear, an almost nervous gesture. "Really...? Well, that's not something you admit lightly, is it?" She tugs at the bottom hem of her dress. "I have eyes for you as well, Ed. You make me feel.... safe. And cared for. And special. And..." She goes quiet, realizing that she's rambling.

She doesn't know what to say for a long moment. "That's a lovely chesterdrawer you have in the bedroom, Ed. Is it an antique?"

"I... no, I don't think you did. Strong spirits, if you could please, on the rocks. I'm not a lightweight, don't worry." She wonders what she had stalled with, oh, yes, the chesterdrawer. "I know an appraiser downtown you could take it to. He's honest. I went to him to furnish the lobby of the manor." She swallows, remembering that all of that furniture may be gone, along with a chunk of the front of the building.

"So tell me more about yourself, Ed. You're something of a mystery to me still."

And then she does something sneaky, not thinking about it before she does it. She uses her gift on him to sense his emotions towards her.

She closes her eyes to the touch and is very welcoming to it, though she realizes after-the-fact that she used her gift and feels pretty rotten about that. "Beautiful, now?" Nina smilee nonchalantly, her face suave and controlled like a career politician, but she can't control the blushing. "I can't remember anyone ever saying that to me."

She cradles the scotch in her hands, the ice cubes tinking together. "That's perfect..." She takes a couple of sips, and lowers the glass back down. "I want to know about your family, where you came from, where you see yourself going, that kind of thing. You know, as though this were a genuine date or something." She moves her head just so that another piece of hair will fall in her face for him to tuck away. It's a very subtle tilt of the head.