Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 10:51:41 PM)
(This user has entered Ceilidh's suburban home) (IP = 71.61.30.206)
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 10:52:11 PM)
*The Jetta pulls up, complaining a bit about the drive*
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 10:54:46 PM)
Suburbia. Its one of the older homes in the area, managed to get through the worst of the storms and only slightly two stories, looking like perhaps the master bedroom and a loft or attic above the main house. Ceilidh having turned the door entrance light on and left the door lightly ajar for her to make her way in upon arrival.
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 10:56:10 PM)
*After parking, Iz heads up. She knocks, and calls out* Hello?
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 10:57:59 PM)
"Its open Isabel!" Ceilidh having got changed into a pair of slightly flared green jeans and a turquoise blouse with only short sleeves. The home, at least on the lower levels is really pretty normal, though theres pictures up of her family and her work, posters of productions on the wall amidst it all. Slightly cluttered in that regard and theres signs that shes cleaned up recently, the vacuum still sitting in the corner.
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 10:59:18 PM)
Yeah, I like checking first. *She enters, and latches the door behind her.* Habit, I guess.
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:00:06 PM)
"No problem ... you want something to eat? I have a caramel mud cake, a banana cake and some slices, i think its a lemon slice from memory."
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:01:06 PM)
You should be more careful - anyone could just walk on in. *She peeks out the window, briefly - no black vans, no helicopters.*
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:01:30 PM)
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Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:01:42 PM)
(This user has entered Ceilidh's suburban home) (IP = 71.61.30.206)
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:01:46 PM)
((gah!))
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:02:06 PM)
(wb?)
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:02:26 PM)
((I was poking to see who was where, clicked the wrong thing))
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:02:26 PM)
A shrug. "Its fine, I haven't been home long and I knew it'd be you..."
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:03:02 PM)
You still don't know. Did I hear something about lemon?
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:04:00 PM)
"Mmm, yes, lemon slice. Would you like some pieces on a plate?" Moving to open the fridge and pulling out a plate with wrap over it, all the slice already cut up.
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:06:02 PM)
Just one is fine, thanks.... you have a lovely home.
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:08:21 PM)
"Alrighty ..." Gazing around a little before moving to start unwrapping it. Moving to get a small plate and placing an oversized piece on it for Isabel, bringing it over. "Thanks. Being single, I don't have too many bills, so the mortgage doesn't break the bank .... too much."
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:09:12 PM)
It's nice, though. Acting must pay better than civil service.
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:10:06 PM)
"It pays the bills. I work hard for it..." Smiling lightly to her. "Now ... is there anything you might like me to try working on for you?"
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:11:56 PM)
I... suppose. You have anything for a dreamless sleep?
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:12:51 PM)
"Mmm ... sure. Or good dreams." Nodding a little. "Love potions, all those fun things." An amused glint in her eyes.
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:14:36 PM)
Nah, no need for a love potion...
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:15:35 PM)
"Mmm, well whatever you'd like." Smiling to her. "Would you like something for your headaches too?"
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:16:38 PM)
Well, I haven't been sleeping well. That's probably doing it.
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:17:43 PM)
"Alright ... do you want to watch or just ... enjoy your food?"
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:18:34 PM)
Watch, I think. *She looks around, and absently traces her fingertips across a photo*
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:19:31 PM)
Ceilidh watches her for a moment before a nod. "Just so you don't get freaked out, I'll actually be making it in a small caudron. Though you might've already figured it was something like that ..."
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:21:30 PM)
I... may have suspected. And, really, I've seen odder things.
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:24:17 PM)
"No black outfits, thats only for formal occasions." Moving to start leading her up the stairs to her room, then through the master bedroom which is indeed messy, clothing draped over her computer chair and heater - that at least drying. Judging by what she can see Ceilidh has a fun fashion sense, enjoying bright colors. Then opening a door on the other side and letting her into the loft. A large cauldron sits in the middle bubbling away slowly, another small one resting upon the table. Collections of books along a shelf on one wall and throughout are loads of ingredients all labeled and jarred accordingly.
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:25:42 PM)
Bubble bubble... *She trails after Cei, soaking it in* So this si the sanctum?
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:26:31 PM)
"Sanctum? No ... just where I do my work." Pausing for a moment. "I suppose the word works ... but I could do this out in my bedroom just as easily, it just ... its nice to have a room where I can work privately."
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:28:41 PM)
So you're a witch. You need room to work, of course.
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:31:34 PM)
"Mmmhmm." Moving to open up a leather clad book upon one of the counters, opening it up and flickering through it. "Like all my family before me ... as long as anyone can remember..."
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:31:39 PM)
(flicking)
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:32:30 PM)
Huh. Ais didn't say it was a family thing...
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:35:41 PM)
"Aislinn? You mentioned that name earlier ... is she a witch too?" Gazing towards her curiously.
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:36:38 PM)
*She nods* Yes. Herbs and healing and things....
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:39:15 PM)
"Huh .. does she belong to any groups? Do you know?" Gazing to her curiously as she moves to gather a couple of items, breaking bits off into the cauldren. Then reaching over to turn on a kettle to start boiling some water.
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:40:12 PM)
*She nods* Don't you? I'll admit, I sometimes mix up all of them.
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:41:51 PM)
"Nah, my family sorta keep to their own. Do their thing. We had the verbena come try to invite us a couple of times though I think ..."
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:43:28 PM)
*Apparently, that was some kind of key word - Iz actually relaxes a bit* Right, I know the Verbena. I'm not in a tradition, either.
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:44:48 PM)
A pause at that, glancing her way and Ceilidh smiling. "I had a suspicion, but I wasn't at all sure...."
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:46:16 PM)
Well, I'm not a witch or anything. Or magi, what have you. I sort of wondered - you have an energy about you, so...
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:48:44 PM)
"Mmm, you too... plus the book, just had me wondering." Moving to pour the boiling water into the small cauldren and it immediately starts to bubble wildly, Ceilidh continuing to add the odd thing from time to time to it, a pinch of this, a pinch of that.
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:49:32 PM)
The book is... well, have you been having bad dreams lately? Or seeing people just nod off?
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:51:25 PM)
Pausing and looking thoughtful. "We had a few people wake up and run out of our show. There was all this worry that we were going to get bad press, but nothing every came of it."
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:51:59 PM)
It's been scattered, so far as I can tell. *She shrugs* I should talk to the voodoo ladies.
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:54:04 PM)
"Err, okay. So... is that why I'm making this for you?" Gazing down at the cauldren curiously, watching as it starts to go from a clear color to an almost pure red one.
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:54:42 PM)
Well, I'm used to bad dreams. But it's been a rough few nights.
Ceilidh Bain (Jan 21, 2011 11:55:40 PM)
"Worse than usual I'm guessing?" Gazing at her curiously, the rings under Isabel's eyes troubling her, glad that she can help her.
Isabel Ross (Jan 21, 2011 11:57:12 PM)
*She nods* Worse than usual. I keep choking.... and when I can't breathe, I wake up.