Sam Fury (sammyfury) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2010-02-10 09:33:00

Current mood:	distracted
Entry tags:	holiday, inactive - qamar, sammy fury

Valentine's Day Massac...er...Dinner!
Everything Sammy knew about Valentine’s Day romance she learned from Nick. Flowers and candy. A really nice piece of jewelry. Reservations to Mom’s favorite restaurant. A late night slow dance on the terrace under the stars. Sneaking upstairs past the kid’s room and closing the door to the parents’ room. If she’d been dating a girl, she would’ve known exactly what to do, minus the kid part.

That Valentine’s Day was just around the corner didn’t really register with her. It wasn’t a holiday that she’d ever been involved with other than grade school card exchanges and ‘helping’ Dad pick out a gift for Mom. Also, she was distracted by a second request from Brendon Hill and this time he had a carrot to dangling in front of her. He would help her track down the escaped Zodiac members. Clearly she needed to talk to someone. This was what boyfriends were for, right?

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	nightingalesong 2010-02-10 08:13 pm UTC (link)
	Qamar knocks on the door to her Avengers quarters, smiling. He puts the dozen roses behind his back, so she doesn't see them immediately, and uses his free hand to straighten his straight black tie. (Reply to this)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-02-10 08:20 pm UTC (link)
	Sammy opened the door, cell phone in hand in the act of calling out to the very person at the door. "Hey," she smiled at him. "I was just about to ring your bell." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-02-10 08:24 pm UTC (link)
	"I beat you to it," he smiles, presenting her with a bouquet of a dozen roses from behind his back with a flourish. "We missed your birthday while I was away, so I thought I'd make it up today." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-02-11 09:02 am UTC (link)
	"So you did." She slipped her hand around his holding the roses and pulled him inside her room to close the door. "They're beautiful." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-02-14 05:11 pm UTC (link)
	He smiles at her. "What did you want to talk about?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-02-14 07:10 pm UTC (link)
	"That can wait for a bit. Have a seat." She looked around her room to find something to put roses in and settled on the empty water carafe. Her voice floated in from the bathroom over running water. "Tell me what you've been up to." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

nightingalesong
2010-02-14 07:35 pm UTC (link)

He moves her school bag out of the corner chair and sits gingerly. "Besides school and being a superhero?" He shrugs. "I don't think I've had a chance to tell you how Haiti was. It was pretty horrible. By day, I was a part of search parties, or helping administrate relief efforts, and by night, I was going around and stopping any gangs." He shakes his head. "It astounded me, really."

He pauses, for a moment second-guessing himself as to whether or not the topic is an appropriate one, then realizing that Sammy carries guns with her to class and this conversation would be akin to dinner conversation when Sammy was growing up. By then, his pause had grown too long to continue the topic, so he forges ahead. "...and you?"

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sammyfury
2010-02-14 07:48 pm UTC (link)

She returned with the roses and set them on her bureau where she could enjoy them without danger of knocking them over. "I read the reports that came through Mom's office. It wasn't hard keeping up with what you were doing when I knew what to look for between the lines."

She sat down on bed corner and crossed her legs. "When you're in the mood for a good laugh, I'll show you the slide show of Toni and Charlie trying to stop a wedding in Las Vegas."

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	nightingalesong 2010-02-14 07:49 pm UTC (link)
	"...a wedding? Who got married in Las Vegas?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-02-15 09:59 pm UTC (link)
	As Sammy descends the stairs, Qamar stops to look, and his jaw opens a little. She's really beautiful, and he's hit by that beauty for a moment. (Reply to this)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-02-15 10:49 pm UTC (link)
	Sammy came to a stop next to him, set her shoes on the floor and stepped into them. The heels didn't put her over his height, just what she was shooting at. "Not bad," she said. "Just a couple of inches. Let's hope there's no running involved tonight." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-02-16 05:29 am UTC (link)
	He stares for another moment, then smiles at her. "You're very beautiful," he tells her. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-02-16 05:42 am UTC (link)
	As long as he thought so, Sammy was happy. "Thank you, sir." She leaned in a bit to whisper. "I left the guns upstairs. Couldn't find a way to hide one in this dress." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-02-16 05:52 am UTC (link)
	He smiles at her. "I hope you don't need to run or use a gun, too," he agrees. "But if supervillains interrupt another date, I'll have to handle this one." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-02-16 06:13 am UTC (link)
	"I'm not very good at the damsel-in-distress act," she warned, "but I'll try just this once. Shall we go? Neither one of us is high enough socially to be fashionably late to the ballet." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-02-16 06:20 am UTC (link)
	He smiles, then turns towards the door, pauses, and turns around, offering her an arm for escort. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-02-16 06:23 am UTC (link)
	She smiled. They both had a learning curve, apparently. She wrapped her arm around his. "I'll see if I can't get copies of the surveillance photos so we can have a picture together. Since we're all dressed up and you're looking very handsome." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-02-16 07:46 pm UTC (link)
	Hours later, Sammy was humming a tune from the ballet as they were seated at La Carbonara. She smiled at Qamar as their drink order was taken, feeling mellow and happy with the company. No wine for her. It was too nice an evening to risk less self control. "I used to take ballet lessons," she said when the waiter left them. "Mom insisted." (Reply to this)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-02-16 09:34 pm UTC (link)
	Qamar, also, forgoes the wine. "Did you like it?" he asks, sipping his coffee. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-02-16 09:51 pm UTC (link)
	"Ever think about taking it again?" he asks. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-02-16 10:01 pm UTC (link)
	"Not ballet. It's beautiful, but not really me. My first year of college I took a phys ed dance class and had a ball learning to jitterbug." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-02-16 10:12 pm UTC (link)
	He chuckles. "My father had me take ballroom dancing when I was younger," he admits. "I still remember." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	sammyfury 2010-02-16 10:18 pm UTC (link)
	"It's hard to forget, isn't it? The music starts and muscle memory takes over. I did learn ballroom when the invitations Mom and Dad received began to include me. Mom insisted. She either gets the credit or the blame for my social upbringing." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nightingalesong 2010-02-16 10:21 pm UTC (link)
	"Maybe both," he nods. "In my case, it was my dad. Sure I grew up in Cairo in a Muslim household, but we were pretty Western in sensibilities. My dad was a doctor, so he wanted me to know how to deal with culture." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)