keep on turning, Sari

Sari gave a roll of her eyes with a grin on her face. He was right about being the protective brother. "Alright...but some advice," Sari said and cleared her throat some, "Speaking as a friend and the firecracker that I am...." Sari said and indicated to him with her cup of coffee, "Don't suffocate her. You do she's going to rebel worse, if she's not already, and you'll lose her." Sari said. She remember that herself. How her parents had tried to hide her adoption. It only drove her to find out more. Needless to say, Sari wasn't sure how she felt about the people that raised her.

Then he pulled down the Bailey's, and her face lite up like a candle. "Now that is much better then sugar or cream. Why hold out so long sugar?" Sari said with a wink to him as she took the bottle from him, and worked the lid off. Once it was off, she poured a good amount into her beverage. Stirring it in as he re-called the last time they were together, a chuckle escaped her before taking a sip of her drink. A sigh escaped her as that was like...heaven now.

"I agree on the shriek. Needless to say, I'm grateful you didn't take offense when I just booked it out of there," Sari said. Despite it being amusing she was pretty sure that Nora was dead serious about using the cleaners on her. She didn't really feel like feeling burning sensation of cleaners on her. Then she smirked some, "How long did she keep scrubbing the table?" She asked Christian curiously.

Christian frowned at her advice, eyebrows raised with an expression that said that maybe he'd brew on that for a bit, nodding. "To me, she's still that little girl in pigtails in a purple leotard and tutu with a crown on her head and fairy wings on her back.,,," he said in a reminiscent tone of voice, remembering Lenora at that age. She'd always insist on being a fairy princess each Halloween. Simply refused to be anything else at times all the way up until she was eight years old. Only then did she start dressing up as a witch from Hogwarts (in House Ravenclaw or Gryffindor) or something else.

He shook his head out of his own personal box of memories of years gone by and sipped his coffee. Nora preferred tea to coffee, but Christian always insisted on the stuff. She always did like to play tea time when she was little. He grinned as he shook the bottle of Bailey's, enjoying the woman's reaction to its sudden appearance. "Wanted to see you squirm a bit, darlin'," he said with a cheeky smile as she seemed to snatch the bottle from him and open it before she poured it into her coffee. He watched her intently as he did with her every move really.

"No problem..The shriek really did kill the mood," he said shaking his head, "She really should have known better.." He grinned at her next question. Nora was always a stickler for sanitation and since there wasn't a way to scrub her brain of that memory, he was pretty sure she'd tried it nonetheless by scrubbing the table clean. "I'm pretty sure she did it only..five times. She kept muttering about wishing she could scrub the image out of her head," he said with a smirk.

Sari smiled in that amused way she gets when Christian went down memory lane, but at the same time there was that...touch of sadness. The fact that she didn't have the same family memories he had. Then again she was an only child to a Mormon family who..since she started her talk of odd things, have stopped talking to her. Not ignored her full out, but didn't start conversations either. "Just...be careful ok. You never know when you'll lose them," Sari said simply in that tone of voice that said she knew, but she wasn't going to talk about it further.

At the comment of making her squirm only got a cluck of her tongue and a playful shake of her head as she passed the bottle back to him. Taking a sip of her new mixture, she almost slide down to the floor. Instead she pushed herself off from the counter, and moved to the couch. She didn't mean to sound like some lecturing female to him. Or a nagging girlfriend. She just knew how hard it could be just by themselves. Taking a sip of her coffee, she patted the cushion next to her, and propped her feet up on a table.

"So...that everything new with you two then?" Sari asked. Best make sure one side was done spilling everything before it was her turn. Sari had a lot. Did a lot of things she regretted, and...out of all the connections she had made in her life he was the only one she felt confident she could tell anything to and he wouldn't judge her. At least...that's what she was hoping for.

Then she rubbed the side of her head as that odd sound penetrated her skull again. It had been happening more and more often of late. Every now and then she thought she heard something, but it had to be from the pain of the headache. She had been cured of that illness years ago. The doctors said so. Shaking her head some she then looked back to Christian as if nothing were wrong or had just happened.

Christian nodded at Sari. He knew she was right, but well, it was a hard pill to have to swallow was all. Lenora was his little sister and he sometimes forgot she was so grown up. It was something she had to remind him many times. He was finding himself close to coming to a compromise with her about the bed in the back. Maybe they could alternate each month. It was something to think about.

He grinned over at her to indicate no hard feelings for her advice and keep the good feeling vibe going. Sari and he were close enough that he felt she could actually throw out some advice if she liked. She certainly was close enough to Nora to know her well enough to approach him about something like this.

The brunette male sat on the couch opposite her. He wanted to sit next to her, but wasn't sure of how she'd receive that; her sprawled and all that. He continued to sip his coffee and shook his head, grinning, "I'm on my way to L.A. for a photo shoot. May keep me there for a while if it goes well," he said, "...there I think that's all the new news for us." He grinned a bit then, itching to know what it was she was sitting on over there, news wise. "..What about you? What was it that kept you so busy?," he asked, curiosity getting the better of him.

"You know...having a normal job is damn rare for people like us. I envy you sometimes," Sari said with a grin on her face. Though she was a bit disappointed he didn't sit next to her. She hadn't had the company of an attractive man for a while, and Christian...by what ever gods would listen to her, he was a fine one. Once admitting that to herself she turned to how she was going to answer his question.

Sari took in a deep breath, and her face gained a thoughtful frown as she took a sip of her drink. Setting it down on the coffee table, Sari picked at her clothes as she debated on what to say. "Oh...things. I mean...still getting random attacks by the supernatural for...what ever reason that still baffles me," Sari answered him before reaching for her cup again. She held it like it was a life line to the here and now as her mind retraced the last few months.

"Did some things that...I'm not sure how to feel about," Sari said and an unwanted lost tone crept into her voice, and her hands tightened around the cup. Then her face seemed to clear up as if it wasn't dark a moment ago, and she turned to look at Christian more directly.

"Though...you remember that business idea I wanted to get started?" Sari asked changing the subject from the darker memories she didn't want to share, though perhaps she needed to. Sari just didn't know how to get started on that ball of crazy.

Christian saluted Sari at her comment about his job by toasting her direction with his coffee cup. He knew he was a rare hunter indeed to have a photography job as an excuse to roam the country as he likes. He had an RV unlike most hunters and could write this all off legally on his taxes and not have to resort to scams or hustling.

He got up then, feeling a bit restless, stalking over to the table next to her couch, He leaned against it, regarding her as he sipped his coffee. He listened as she told him about how she was still a supernatural magnet of all things that go bump in the night. He wanted so badly to ask her to stay with him. He'd watch her back easily and take whatever came at her and break its neck. Or shoot it..or something. Kill it, mainly...or interrogate it if she wanted.

He wanted to ask her what those things were that she wasn't sure how to feel about, but the words died on his lips. He knew she'd have let him know if she really wanted to talk about it. So he nodded and listened, watching her as she asked if he remembered the business idea she'd had. "Yeh, yeh, did you get that off the ground yet?," he asked before going over to her couch and sitting next to her.

Sari watched as Christian moved from his spot on the couch after saluting her with his cup, to the coffee table near her. He watched her intently, and there was like...Sari swore there was a silent promise in his eyes of something involving her. She wished she could understand it. She wished she could throw her trust completely in it. Most of all...Sari hated that she couldn't. Couldn't risk that security again. Couldn't risk she might endanger him and Nora because she didn't know what she was yet.

There was one thing she was grateful for. He didn't ask verbally. She didn't want to hurt him that way. She was also grateful he didn't push on the matter of the things she had done. That gratefulness reflecting in her eyes as she met his own. With him this close, it had her heart pounding in her chest, and made her feel as light as a feather. Then he asked if she got that business going, and here she smiled.

"You know...I could tell you about it," Sari said and then leaned forward so she was only about two inches away from him, "But I bet you'd rather see it wouldn't you?" Sari asked him. Confirming that yes she did get it going, and if he wanted he could see it. Maybe even be the first one to see it officially if he wanted to. Her eyes had a gleam of mischief in it as if she were challenging him to turn down the chance.

Christian licked his lips then as she leaned in close. He thought she was going to distract him or something with her deliciously naughty mind. It was a combination of her flirty self and his being the horn dog that he was and thinking it something else. Ah, she knew just how to lead him on, that sexy, sexy girl.

His jaw worked for a moment without any sound before he said, "Uh, yeah--Of course!" He leaned back and waited to see what she had. Honestly, he didn't know what the heck she had up her sleeve. He could be in for a wild night of passion or she could be pulling his chain. He never could tell. It drove him up the wall at times..but in a fantastic way.

The young Mr. Kirkwood sipped his coffee as he let her get ready to do the whole big reveal. He'd always liked surprises. Well, good surprises, that is. He'd always loved Christmas for that reason alone. The thrill of the surprise of Christmas morning. Now, granted, he and Nora didn't make it easy on their parents and later, their dad. However, the old man had had a lot of tricks up his sleeve and was very good at being sneaky-sneaky!

Sari smiled in delight. Oh she had a good idea of what he was hoping for. What with her moving in as she had. He probably thinks it's going to be some kind of lead up to a fun night between the two of them. Oh how wrong he was. Standing up, finishing her drink as she did, and set her glass down. "Well get your ass off that couch and come on. I am not going to carry you like a baby," Sari said with a smirk.

With that said, Sari headed for the door of their RV, and once more stepped outside. Sari breathed in deeply, and looked around for a moment before she started towards her car. Her hands slipped into her pockets to reach for her eyes. Purple hair fell forward to frame her face. A curtain of purple that actually looked good with her skin complexion. Sari had once been worried it wouldn't go well at all.

"Come on slow poke! You'll miss your chance!" Sari said laughing a moment as she pulled her hand out of her pocket with her keys in hand. Finding her car key, she moved it to slide inside the lock, and then waited. Leaning against her green vehicle as she looked at her nails like there was nothing better in the world she could be doing. Tucking a particularly annoying strand behind her ears, Sari glanced in the direction she expected Christian to come by, and gave an encouraging smile.

Christian chuckled at her entreaty to get up. He made a show of sipping his coffee before getting up and following her out the door. He made sure to slowly close the door as he didn't want to have an earful from Nora. She was a pretty hard sleeper, but sometimes she'd get woken up if she was in between REM cycles.

He followed the purple-haired beauty back over to her car, careful not to jostle his cup of Joe. He had to admit that she had great taste in cars. He'd always admired her car. He probably could have had a car like that if he didn't enjoy the fact that his SUV could go off road without a problem. He may have grown up in Savannah for a good many years, but there were still areas around that were country enough to get into some trouble.

He grinned over at Sari at her slow poke comment. "Yeah, yeah, yeah..Eager like a squirrel, aren't ya?," he teased with a chuckle. Oh he was curious to know what it was she wanted to show him, but he was enjoying making her wait. You always had to wait on a woman and it was nice to have the tables turned. He smiled back at Sari as he got closer to the car and kept on smiling right up until he got to her side. "Alright, Missy, what is it that's got you so excited to show off, eh?," he asked as he stood back away from her to let her have her 'Ta Da' moment.

Sari had been debating on how to show him. Open it and just go straight for the good stuff, or build it up. Let him see the innocent and simple things and then show the big awesome stuff she kept locked up. She decided to go with the later in the end. Sari was sure he'd be like 'uh...ok' on the first display. After all what person would be excited to see the generic salt, goopher dust, dried herbs, and the like?

So when he got there and asked what all the excitement was, Sari unlocked the trunk, and pushed it open of her charger. Then she took a step back, and folded her arms over her chest. With that way she had her arms positioned, Sari was unaware that it had pushed them up a bit. Making them more prominent or obvious. The one down side of being a female and folding their arms. Just made them seem like they were trying to advertise themselves.

Realizing this, Sari cleared her throat a bit, and quickly unfolded her arms and shoved her hands into her pockets. She didn't want to seem like she was trying to distract him from what she was trying to show him. Granted distracting him at times was nice. A smirk crossed her face as she re-called the few times that Christian had NEEDED a distraction when she had run into him. Those were fun times. Maybe after showing him the good stuff they might consider the fun stuff too. This only caused her to smirk more as she waited for his reaction.

Ah, Sari. She was a wild one that one. Unpredictable. It was..exciting and a huge turn-on for him. Right then though, he wanted nothing more than to see what all the big fuss was about. She'd talked his ear off practically about her idea to be a traveling shop of little horrors against that which went bump in the night. He figured that likely her idea was to have a cell phone just for hunters to call to have access to her little car of weapons. At least that's what he was going to suggest if she didn't say anything about it.

Now that he was over at her car, he stood back to see what all the fuss was about. When she opened the trunk he leaned forward to see...the usual suspects. He quirked an eyebrow at Sari and tilted his head in question, noticing how enticing her chest looked when she folded her arms before shaking his head out of the gutter that it had been heading towards as she put her hands in her pockets.

"Sari, darlin', no offense, but is that the starter-kit for newbie hunters? Does it come with a manual too?," he asked, trying hard to keep his tone a bit light to indicate that he was just teasing, but he realized he was coming off as a major arse at the last minute and closed his mouth with an audible snap before clearing his throat. "I don't mean to be harsh or anything..," he said as he scratched the back of his head, wondering where the blow was gonna come from if this was it...

"You know if you weren't such a good friend and good in bed I'd do a Gibbs on you," Sari said as she watched NCIS when ever she could. Not to mention reading the Supernatural books. She couldn't help it. Someone writing about the stuff she really hunted...the details sooo clear. It was amazing. Also Sari would privately admit she had thing for the fictional character Sam. Sadly he wasn't real, she was a commit-o-phobe, and well she'd have to miss out on Christian company. For some reason that really hurt. Like she was almost breathless for a moment.

"Instead...I'll show you the good stuff," Sari said moving on quickly so that he wouldn't notice anything off from her thoughts. Moving to a small panel looking area of her trunk, Sari flipped the cover off, and here Christian would see a hand scanner. A smirk crossed her lips as she wiggled her fingers on a hand all dramatically as if like 'the big surprise now!'. Placing her hand on the scanner, there was a pale blue light that scanned her hand to make sure that it was indeed Sari asking permission to get in.

A beep was heard before there was a click and hissing sound. Sari stepped back, and waited. Watching Christian out of the corner of her eye. What would have appeared to be the bottom of her trunk, started to rotate up. The lighting was pale whitish blue so that no one could see the full details inside with out being next to them. There the dim light would reveal the weapons. Guns of a varying types, knives, swords, pieces of wood that would no doubt be deadly to be locked up, and nearly a wide variety of other useful weapons for hunters.

Sari then leaned towards Christian, and a smug tone was in her voice. "That...Christian darlin'...is the good stuff," Sari said and started to chuckle almost in his ear before she was pulling away from him so he could go and look everything over.

Sari's words about pulling a Gibbs on his head made him grin. He knew what she was talking about and she knew that he knew that. Nora and him had quite a few seasons of NCIS on DVD. It had been one of the shows that they all would watch as a family when their Dad was alive. Christian would get care packages of the seasons to help pass what little free time he had. Not all of them liked watching the show, but well, the thing about the show was that the characters were like old friends to Christian to the point that he didn't mind if he saw some gooey corpse on there even after seeing a live one. It was just nice knowing that if something happened to him outside of combat, then someone like Gibbs' team would be there to solve the mystery and go to bat for his family too.

That was neither here nor there for Christian now though. Sari was just getting to the good stuff. He knew she wouldn't be silly enough to think that putting together a newbie pack would be her only business. No, there were plenty of hunters out there who would pay for specialized crap that they couldn't make themselves out of odds and ends. His eyebrows went up to practically his hairline as she did the scanner deal with her hand as he whistled appreciatively. "Dayum, girl! High security!," he said as he watched all the goodies come up.

When the shelf came up with all the goodies, his jaw dropped and he leaned forward, hands behind his back, to look closer at the merchandise. Rule number one with hunters was you don't touch their stuff without asking unless you and them are in danger or they've given you prior permission. He spoke really fast at her then as he turned to her, still leaning over, "CanItouch'em? PleasesayIcantouch'em, huhhuhuhuhuhuh?" He was like a kid begging pleeeease to touch a toy with puppy dog eyes and tears at how beautiful it all was!

Sari watched. Just watched as his face went from one of puzzlement, to curious and impressed, to little boy in a candy store. The whole thing was priceless. She had him hooked, and knew she probably had a client out of him at least. Considering she didn't have many of them. A smile spread over her lips. "See...I have a lot of awesomeness packed into the bad ass car," Sari said with a smile to him. Part of her getting an investor was that her car was completely redone under the hood. No more break downs which was a relief for her.

Sari rubbed her nails on her shirt, and then blew on them as if saying 'yes I know...I'm the best you'll ever find...in anything.' Moving brown eyes to him she smiled as he asked if he could touch. "Yeah. None of them are loaded. I make sure of that," Sari said as she knew that always led to bad things. Not that she didn't trust Christian. He was probably the few people she could trust with her life...even if she hasn't told him that yet.

She hated knowing she couldn't just come out right and say anything. It just made it sound too....permanent if that made any sense to anyone else. In their line of work one never knew if the job they took was going to be their last. That should make it easier to confess things. Yet for Sari it was harder because in her mind it meant that it would only cause the person pain should she die. "In fact do you need anything?" Sari asked him curiously as she stepped up near him again. Almost brushing shoulders with him as they were now both looking down at the items.