Monday Night at Nell's

[mylandmyrules]

There was no gingerbread on the menu tonight. Nell had had enough of that nonsense. Instead she'd made a macaroni and cheese casserole and a smaller veggie casserole. She also had homemade hot chocolate ready to go as well as an assortment of frosted Christmas cookies carefully labeled as to which ones were vegan.

The gas fireplace was on and she spent some time contemplating whether she should get a Christmas tree or not. She'd never actually decorated for Christmas, though she'd enjoyed seeing the decorations around town.

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[chef_chocobro]

It had been quite the sight to hear, really, and fascinating in a way that Ignis hadn't quite yet managed to really process yet, but there would certainly be questions about it later when they got home.

For now, though, he was smiling softly, a hand light against her elbow as if in light assurance that she not stray too far at that moment. "We can go back," he said, "whenever you'd like. Barring, of course, any other obligations..."

He fully realized that they both had very different interpretations of what fell under that category, as well.

"But a trip together anywhere," yes, that did still manage to include planes where they were likely to be attacked just by being there, which he was not at all convinced would be limited only to Innistrad, at this point; a part of him, albeit a very small one, was mildly surprised they even managed to make it through the Christkindlmarkt unscathed, "would indeed be exceptionally lovely. And I will say this much about this world: it is expansive, and there is, even in my brief experience, no shortage of interesting places to discover."

[deathsmajesty]

Rude to perfectly lovely necromancers! She took no responsibility for the actions of other people. Especially other, clearly unhinged people like Henrika 'Banging Demons Is An Objectively Good Idea' Domnathi and Garruk 'Who Need Brains When Have Axe' Wildspeaker!

"I warn you though," she said with a soft laugh, leaning against him more fully because she also had no desire to stray far. "We end up anywhere the word wilderness applies and I'm Planeswalking back to the island. I appreciate amenities."

[chef_chocobro]

Well, at least these clearly independently motivated actions of other people meant Ignis didn't have to worry about being bored on any of these jaunts, although he would also like to point out that, with Liliana, that was never even a concern of his to begin with.

And if she was going to lean in a little more, then what choice did Ignis really have but to lean in enough to brush a kiss against her forehead, and move that hand at her elbow down until it found itself properly there in hers.

"Luckily for you, then," he assured her with a smile, "my appreciation for sightseeing in the great outdoors has been significantly, and if we did end up in any such place, a grave miscalculation had been made, and no one could blame you."

[deathsmajesty]

Listen, it certainly wasn't her fault Henrika had decided the only proper way to get the answer to the question 'why is Liliana Vess looking for Griselbrand?' was to send a clutch of vampires after her (okay, it was possibly a little bit her fault, but only in that she was so powerful and competent, Henrika had known that she'd get nowhere with only sending a few), and as for Garruk--

Well, it was a very complicated situation, but of all the players involved, it was Liliana's fault the least.

"My legs were made for being admired," Liliana declared with a laugh, taking the opportunity to rub one up and down the inside of his calf, "not for actually being used. If the gods had meant for us to walk, they wouldn't have invented horses. Or chocobos."

Liliana's favorite part of a ski trip would be 'never leaving the lodge.'

[chef_chocobro]

"And then mankind surpassed them both," Ignis noted, with a touch of wistfulness in the sardonic musing, "when they invented automobiles..."

Someone couldn't help being a bit nostalgic for the open road again, for some odd reason...

[deathsmajesty]

It was a mystery.

"You'll have to tell me about them," she said quietly, their fingers twined. "I'd love to hear your stories of them - an experience I've never had."

[chef_chocobro]

"Oh, I'm not entirely sure," Ignis admitted, although quite a bit blithely, "that even I possess quite the eloquence to truly capture it for you; it is something best simply experienced, but I certainly intend to try..."

He was also trying, out of his respect for Nell, to not allow himself to get carried away by that occasional tendency to simply forget that it was not, in fact, just him and Liliana in the room, though that seemed almost an even more insurmountable task.

[deathsmajesty]

Especially when they were so cozily pressed together, her perfume mixing with the scent of fresh air from the market that clung to them both.

"I'm excited to have you make the attempt," she said, already imagining his deep drawl murmuring in her ear. "And we'll have to find a way to have us experience it, won't we?"

[chef_chocobro]

"Perhaps we'll have to see about you learning to drive sometime," Ignis speculated, no doubt making it easier for her to imagine that drawl in her ear as it was already coming into play. "You can't possibly be any worse at it than Prompto..."

Which, rude, Igs. Rude. Prompto was a great driver....just not with cars. His driving saved the world once, and you didn't even know!

[deathsmajesty]

"What a high bar you've set for me!" Liliana said with a laugh, which helped cover for the shiver his voice sent down her spine. "Not that you're sure I'll be great, but simply that I can't be worse than Prompto. And they say romance is dead."