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[Phoenix is at home, standing in front of a hallway mirror. He seems a bit more nervous than usual, especially as he futzes with his appearance. Maya was going to be there soon.. and then what? Did he look too old?
It shouldn't have made much of a difference, but somehow, Maya stayed the same as she was seven years ago. Perhaps it was something to do with the city.
Either way.. he isn't sure what to expect, even as he adjusts his hat. Time has changed him too much.. this is probably going to be a disaster.
Probably.]
It shouldn't have made much of a difference, but somehow, Maya stayed the same as she was seven years ago. Perhaps it was something to do with the city.
Either way.. he isn't sure what to expect, even as he adjusts his hat. Time has changed him too much.. this is probably going to be a disaster.
Probably.]
C'mon, Maya! Things can't be that different... right?
[Steeling herself, she takes a deep breath, before knocking on the door.]
She had been sitting not too far away from him before, once again clad in her magician's outfit before she pushed herself up to her feet. Her hands behind her back she approached him, grinning some at the sound of the knock.]
You know Daddy, it's rude to keep a girl waiting. Maybe you should answer the door.
[She paused a moment, before giving him a confident smile.] You look fine you know. And if you need me to leave you alone just tell me okay?
Yeah, you're right.
[He looks himself over once more and heads for the door.] You know, you could've answered the door, too. [He's joking, of course, but it still doesn't make it any easier to open the door.
Once he reaches it, he hesitates before he opens it, peeking out at.. exactly what he expected to see. Maya in her training garb. He smiles.]
Hey, stranger.
Nick...! Nick!
[He looks a lot different to what she had anticipated; a lot older, a lot more worn. But she doesn't care - he's still Phoenix. And it takes all of her willpower not to hug him right there and then.]
It's been so long since we've seen each other. How have you been!?
Longer than you think. Pretty good, all things considering. How about you?
Seven years, right? [She opens her mouth to ask why they hadn't been in contact those seven years, but decides against it.] I'm fine! Just, uh... really really confused. I still don't get what this city's all about.
It'll do that for a while. Even now, it still doesn't make any sense to me. [Aaand host!hobo is go.] Can I get you anything to drink?
How long have you been here for? Somehow, I knew you'd say something like that. [grins more] Oh, yes please! Something to drink would be great.
Being nervous made him forgetful sometimes.]
Oh, Maya. I'm sure you've met my daughter already, right? [He chuckles.] She's apparently one of the self-proclaimed welcoming parties of Template.
Come here for a second, Trucy.
Self proclaimed? I was just being nice considering she was out in the rain. Besides I think you just nominated me. [She pointed out, before she stepped up next to Phoenix, grinning bright.]
Hiya! [She nodded, before tipping her head.] Welcome to Wright Anything Agency. Hope it's not too much of a mess. Daddy's been fretting all day.
I don't think I've ever seen the toilet shine that much though.
[the last of her nervousness is pretty much gone now - she still feels a little unsure, but it's more like old times than she had even dared to hope.]
Now I get to hear it from both of you? Sheesh, guys. I'm not that disorganized. [The mock hurt is merely sarcasm.. as his grin doesn't help his case at all. Nope.] I could be a lot worse, if I wanted to.