Looking for Maron's room(Maron)

[cartertcat]

Phoenix didn't have any comprehension after his last few words, nor did he even remember saying them. Maron snuggling closer to him had pretty much taken him under. Not before he wrapped his own arms around her tightly. Sleeps second victim.

[[Ha ha, I love how it's like shes saying "no you cant leave!" then falls asleep ... sorry for the short post... didn't know how to stretch out falling asleep... wonder what they'll wake up to xD}}

[que]

((*snicker* Yeah. But Phoenix was sort of saying the same thing! XD))

The night had dragged on, and the sun near risen. Wicked had been pestering and tormenting poor Nessa about her now engagement for a time, before growing bored of it and going on to find herself new victims. Xenthron was no where in sight, Zoltin wasn't a fun target, Conner and Nelly were still on their honeymoon, Coco had run off... somewhere. All in all? Wicked was having a rather boring night.

That is, until she found herself in front of Maron's room.

She was a little curious, she'd admit it, on what was going on in there. Phoenix was probably with Maron, since he'd bolted off before they could give him a room to call his own. Smirking a little, she quietly opened the door, peeking her head in. No movement, no light, nothing. The only light in the room was from the window, the dim light of the rising sun filling the room with a faint glow.

And there they were. Snuggled up together, arms draped around each other, fast asleep. They looked so peaceful, so comfortable. Oh how she wanted to ruin the moment. She slipped entirely into the room, shutting it behind her. She wasn't as careful with closing it though, loud enough that it might wake one of them, but quiet enough they wouldn't be jolted awake. Wicked leaned against the wall by the door, just grinning mischievously at them as she waited..

[cartertcat]

Even in Phoenix's dream he was with Maron. They were both walking side by side. He turned to face Maron, he'd kept his eyes closed. Now he opened his eyes, in the dream. As Phoenix did so, there was a 'thump' sound. Art's real eyes fluttered open. To bad for him though, he didn't see the figure hiding in the shadows.

He would have been completely freaked out. This women was mad. Art didn't register that it was the noise was the door closing. As quickly as his eyes had opened, they were slowly closing as he blinked. Little did he know he, and Maron, were probably in for the rudest, most embarrassing, awakening ever.

[que]

Wicked looked like she just might sulk when neither of them fully awakened. Phoenix had moved as if to awake, before starting to fall back asleep. God dammit! He hadn't even noticed her! She felt like cursing aloud, but that would only make Phoenix fully aware of her presence. No, she wanted to see his reaction when he just looked over and saw her there, to scare him half out of his skin. It'd be entertaining!

Ugh, it was hard staying so silent! It was agonizing, even! Finally, she couldn't stand it any longer. "Enjoying yourself?" Her voice was little more then a whisper. To keep the deep sleeper Maron asleep, but hopefully startle Phoenix so bad that his jolt woke the girl. Either way, this would be fun! It helped that Phoenix was already scared stiff of her.

[cartertcat]

Phoenix's eyes snapped open. "Oh my God!" he exclaimed, voice more then a whisper. In fact he did jerk upward. That probably would have woken Maron up. And once she saw why she had been woken up, she'd probably be angrier at Wicked.

"What the hell?!" Art's voice went up a few octaves. He'd been told by Maron that Wicked had enjoyed tormenting people but this was just disturbing. She'd actually watched them sleep. That was definitely a nightmare inducing moment. He could usually tolerate surprises, If they were good surprises. But ones like this were not his favorite kind.

He resisted cursing out loud. Sometime during all of this sound and movement Maron had to have waken up. The look in Art's eyes literally screamed What is your problem you psychotic women?!

[maron]

Maron had been woken. Who wouldn't have? To have a voice just about yell in her ear, followed by being just rolling off the bed when Phoenix sat up so quickly. What he hell? What was going on? Sitting up, she blinked a few times, following his gaze to... Was that Wicked. God! What was she doing there?! Maron knew Wicked's favorite targets were couples, but she had to scare them both right out of their skins by waking them up like this?!

The way, Phoenix's voice rose in octaves though, it almost made her laugh, Maron having to cover her mouth to smother the sound. She was supposed to be mad right now! Not laughing at how Phoenix had been scared so bad his voice had gone squeaky! "Wicked, what the hell do you want?!" She finally pushed passed the laughing moment, her anger finally rising.

[que]

Oh, was this funny. Wicked was grinning ear to ear at the reaction she'd gotten. She really did have Phoenix scared stiff of her! Good. She'd make him paranoid now! Not that he wasn't already rather paranoid of Wicked... The way Phoenix was giving her that 'You're completely insane!' look, Maron looking like she might strangle her when she got over her initial shock. It was all to funny.

"Well, I was coming to make sure Maron didn't try to sneak out again." Again, being the keyword. "Not to mention everyone was beginning to wonder where the both of you were." Another pause. "And I did announce my presence, so don't act all surprise. I know you woke up when I opened the door." She pointed a finger at Phoenix, smirking. "And, Xenthron should be getting back soon, so the both of you are going to have to go and tell him what happened to his bike. Now." Wicked just wanted to see them get chewed out by Xenthron. It was obvious.

[cartertcat]

Making sure Maron didn't sneak out? Seriously, that was the best excuse Wicked could think of? The mad women knew that the only reason Maron had been sneaking out was to see him. There was also no way that anyone of them would sneak out after a night like this one.

He pulled on his boots quickly. Casting Maron an apologetic look. He hadn't intentionally meant to fling Maron off the bed. It was just the shock of Miss I-want-to-eat-your-soul starring at him. Art bit his lip. Maron would have returned the bike if it hadn't been stolen.

"At this time of night..or...morning?" Phoenix said, running his fingers through his now light orange hair. They'd probably both gotten a good hour of sleep. Now they were of to go tell this person who seemed to be worse then Wicked that they'd gotten his bike stolen.

As if the night hadn't been long enough.

[que]

"Of course." Wicked was still grinning, leaning against the wall with her arms folded. "Xenthron is more nocturnal then the rest of us. He can't go out when the sun is up, so this is bed time for him. The ideal time to try and catch him before he heads off to bed."

Her pause was short, as she sighed, rubbing the back of her head. "And... Breakfast is being fixed. So..." So her motives hadn't all been bad! No matter how evil Wicked really was, there was that tiny soft side to her. "Aaron's healings can leave you drained and hungry. I know Maron hasn't eaten anything since Aaron was here. We don't want her getting sick or anything from lack of nutrition." Another short pause, as her grin brightened again. "Not to mention we like to spoil all our guests and newcomers their first 'full' day. And that starts now."

Oh dear.... Phoenix might get whiplash from Wicked's sudden mood changes. Evil, conniving, torturing, to excited older sister like figure in what? Half a second? Maybe less?

[cartertcat]

"Thanks for your hospitality... I feel very welcomed," Phoenix said, standing up and helping Maron up while he was at it. He was too tired to sound sarcastic. An hour of sleep was better then none. Though he wasn't too happy about being verbally, and possibly physically chewed out by this Xenthron person, he perked up at the word break feast. Hopefully there was coffee of some kind. He'd grown used to no sugar or cream so black was fine.

Whoa, moody today? Wicked was perplexing. She wasn't necessarily evil, just a little bit on the insane spectrum of normal. That was funny. Normal. That word was used to classify a lot of things. Usually it was used in a manner such as this: "are you normal? Or a freak like those mutants'. It always made Art chuckle when he heard people talk like that. As if non mutants were any more normal then mutants themselves.

[maron]

Wicked had just shrugged and left. Just like that. And Maron grunted, annoyed. Yeah. That was Wicked for you. "Geez. Sometimes I wish I could just hit her or something." That would be a bad idea, but she could fantasize. It was a good thing Wicked wasn't a mind reader. "God... She's going to give me a heart attack one of these days..." Obviously that wasn't the 'weirdest' thing Wicked had done.

She sighed, letting Phoenix help her to her feet. "Sorry about her.... She likes tormenting strangers. And couples.... Twice as bad because you're new and... Yeah." She sighed. "Her mood swings don't help either... She torments new guys, and wants to spoil them at the same time..." Maron finally giggled, covering her lips with her hand. "I won't want to be in your shoes right now."

[cartertcat]

Huh? Phoenix had been expecting Wicked to walk them both down to Xenthron or something like that. Did she honestly think that they were both going to head down there by their own free will. So basically she just wanted to laugh at there reactions. How Wicked of her.

"So we are considered a couple?" Phoenix chuckled. He already knew the answer to that question: YES! Unless they had one of those really odd friendships where they randomly started making out for no reason at all. Frankly, that seemed like it would suck.

Oh so now she was laughing at him, hmm? "Well my shoes would probably be a little bit to big for you anyway," Art shrugged, smiling as he turned to grab his jacket which had somehow ended up on the floor.

Ever since Wicked had mentioned break feast, he couldn't stop thinking about it. How insanely strange would Phoenix's first breakfast with the Runaways be? It was being prepared huh? So did that mean that most of the runaways woke up at this time every day? Fun. As if he hadn't met most of them a few hours ago.

[maron]

If she could, Maron would have given him a 'Don't be an idiot', sort of look. After everything they'd done so far, I don't think you could call them anything but a couple. And if he didn't admit that, she might have gotten depressed. "Well, we can't exactly be 'friends with benefits', since neither of us have any luck." That was at least true. Phoenix's crazy sister. The MRF. Neither of them had it easy.

"Eh.... You're probably right." She shrugged a little, running her fingers through her hair to get rid of some of the tangles. "Well.. Breakfast then?" It wasn't that many were awake at this hour, but Maron had been banned from fixing her own meals a while ago. There'd been an... accident, and... Well when you took into account it was Maron, you could imagine what had happened. Since then, someone had just taken a habit of fixing the meals for whoever was awake at that time.

[cartertcat]

"Well, good thing we don't have any luck, 'Cause I'd much rather be a couple then friends with benefits," Phoenix said, hopefully clearing up the confusion he thought he heard in Maron's voice. Had she actually though that he was asking if they were a couple or not? After everything that had happened, there was no way they couldn't be a couple.

Break feast? Was that even a question that needed to be asked?
"I dunno, you think we'll survive it?" Phoenix asked, smiling playfully. In the morning Art's hair was usually cropped shorter, to about his ears. For some reason, after he was somewhat awake, it would turn white. His hair had some psychotic mind of it's own. As if his own mind wasn't messed up enough, he had hair to match.

Phoenix's hand found Maron's. It was chilly in Canada, probably snowing as they spoke. The building wasn't very heated, at least not in this part of it anyway. Towards the kitchen it probably got warmer and filled with the scent of food. Wonderfully hot food. Could he see his breath as they walked? Maybe it was just a figment Art's imagination.

[maron]

Maron laughed. "Yeah. Not unless the benefit was almost getting killed every single day." No one would want that benefit. And if someone did... Well, Maron and Phoenix would be the ones to go to for it. No luck what so ever.

"Well, probably. Only a few people are awake for breakfast, so I don't think we'd have to worry to much about it. The only trouble we might come across would be.." She paused, hesitating a little. "Well, Xenthron. God, Wicked planned this all out." But Maron was not going to skip breakfast! She was to hungry as is, so she didn't care if Xenthron might be there.

Her fingers closed around Phoenix's when he took her hand, happy. "Come on, before we starve ourselves." Phoenix was more then likely just as hungry as she was, maybe more because he was a guy, and guys always seemed to be hungry. Tugging on his hand, she opened the door to lead him off to the kitchens. Since he probably had no idea where the room was.