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Post by train on Mar 25, 2011 21:49:34 GMT -5
*Train had received a letter moments ago from his beloved Mairead telling him to go down to the X hall. He wasn’t sure why she wanted him to go down there, but he still went. Opening the door he walked into the room and took a seat near the door. He was there before her. But the letter sounded important so he made sure that he was there.*
*They had been engaged for about four months. As far as what he knew there wasn’t any plans for the wedding yet. But to be honest Train didn’t care about that right now. He was just happy that they were together.*
*While sitting he thought about how they had first met. He was really bad back then. She was much more violent back then. If it wasn’t for certain things happening they would have never meat. Or he would have been one of her victims. He started to get a small head ache from the memories, but he just took a few pills that Hazel had given him and he took a deep breath as it started to subside. With Mairead around he was more adventurous. He remembered a time where he would only live in his room, on the roof, and in the infirmary.*
*His train of thought was finally broken with the sound of someone opening the door to the room.*
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Post by mairead on Mar 25, 2011 22:48:02 GMT -5
Mairead was in a bad mood, plain and simple. Not just irritated though. It was to the point where she felt like attacking, and seriously injury, the first innocent bystander she found. It had been a long time since she’d had this much anger built up. And to make matters worse? She wasn’t just angry at the world, another type of frustration had been building since she and Train had officially become ‘engaged’….
In her frustrated and angry state, the woman had ended up sending Train a text that basically ordered him to meet her, right then and there. There were two reason why. One being Train was the only person able to calm her down when she was this angry. And two? Her frustration was entirely his fault. Okay, that was unfair, but that’s what Mairead kept telling herself. He was much more conservative then she was, which she was forced to accept, but after four months, and still with no plans for a date…. Mairead wasn’t known for her patience…
She’d had to excuse herself from the Danger Room, with no explanation as to why, only that she was leaving and did not want to be followed. No one pushed it, her anger was infamous after all. And it wasn’t that hard to see she was angry…. And would pummel anyone that got in her way. Still, it took more time then she wanted to get to the empty room she’d told him to meet her in. She would have just used her strange form of teleportation…. But it wasn’t a smart idea when she was this upset. She could lose track of a limb.
Finally, she was yanking one of the doors open, with enough force that it looked like she might rip it off its hinges, thankfully the hinges stayed intact. She didn’t even need to look and see where Train was, she knew he’d be there, and she instantly headed for where he was… and collapsed in the chair next to him, exaggeratedly spreading her arms on the table, her forehead flat against the wood. “It’s been four months.” She didn’t bother explaining anything to him. Train understood her well… When she wanted him to understand, and right now? She wanted to be understood…
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Post by train on Mar 25, 2011 23:04:48 GMT -5
*Train watched as Mairead did her little show. The second he saw her all thoughts of the past were gone. He could tell that she was angry. He thought about what she said and nodded. Rubbing his finance's back gently. He knew better than anyone that she was impatient. He was surprised that she didn't bring up the wedding sooner. Maybe it had to get to the breaking point before she did.*
Then let's talk about it. Right now. *He put his back pack on the table and pulled out a laptop.* Let's plan the wedding right now. *He wasn't sure if planning would be enough to calm this anger, but it was a start. He almost feared that bringing planning up would frustrate her more. She would probably want to just do it. Not like they had lots of family to invite. They could just have a small thing. Train wouldn't want lots of people there anyway. He would be just fine if it was her and him with a few close friends.*
Where do you want it? *That was a good first question right? Another was when. But Train had a sneaking suspicion that it was going to be soon... very soon.*
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Post by mairead on Mar 25, 2011 23:26:51 GMT -5
It’d been a long time since Train had seen her this angry. Before they’d been engaged, before they’d graduated… It hadn’t been this bad in… almost two years! But, Mairead felt her anger was justified at the moment. Thankfully she wouldn’t actually do anything to Train…. But he’d definitely feel the heavy pressure around her, as if he were trying to swim through mud. It happened with her power, willingly when she wanted, and unwillingly when she was anywhere near this angry. Feeling his touch though, the pressure seemed to lighten a little…. Only a little though.
Hearing his simple resolve to the whole issue made her tilt her head just enough that she could look at him with one eye through her dark locks. The way he acted…. It was almost like he’d expected her to break like this. The look in her eyes…. Eye, was suspicious, half accusing him of knowing her far too well. The simplicity of the plan didn’t sooth the monster inside her. It only yelled at her even more. Wanting her to scold him for planning the thing. Planning a wedding took weeks, months! Did he really think she could wait any longer when she was already destructively impatient?
“………..”
The look she was giving him wouldn’t reassure him to much. This look alone was one of the reasons Shakaku called her a She-devil, because once she fixed you with it no one dared to mess with her, not even the fearless Shakaku. Thankfully Train wouldn’t have to worry about her actually trying to hurt him, it was for dramatic affect…. At the moment. Finally she turned her head back so her forehead lay flat again. “I don’t care. Anywhere.”
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Post by train on Mar 25, 2011 23:37:12 GMT -5
*Train sighed. He wasn't good at deciding things. It was a big enough shock to everyone that he proposed and not Mairead. He knew that she couldn't wait a moment longer so he got on the internet and typed in quick ways to get married. And there it was. A possible solution.* What about this?
*He faced the computer towards Mairead to show her a web page from Las Vagues. It wouldn't naturally be his first choice, but because Mairead was impatient this might just be the best idea. They could leave the school for a week or two and get married and have their honeymoon all at the same place.*
*Train also had the feeling that Mairead didn't only want to get married. Since their engagement they had seen each other as often as they could, but it was hard. They both had duties to do for the school, and both were fairly busy. They both needed a break anyway. They would take a week or two off for the honeymoon, so why not just go and get married too. But Train wasn't so sure about it yet. He knew it was the best idea, but still...*
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Post by mairead on Mar 26, 2011 0:27:31 GMT -5
Mairead was downright refusing to move until they came to some sort of resolve that would mean waiting another four or five months! She’d go insane waiting that long….
Only when he had turned his laptop in her direction, she tilted her head once more, curious about the solution he’d come up with. Seeing the web page…. Well if her face weren’t almost entirely hidden by her hair, he’d see at least one eyebrow raise in surprise. “Las Vegas…?” She never in a hundred, million, billion, years ever guess he’d come up with that place as a solution. He was to…. To conservative for it! How could someone like him even think of the place as an option with out it being suggested to him?!
Las Vegas…. She’d never been to the gambling capital…. She had to admit she was a little to curious now. She knew there were places there that performed marriage ceremonies for those to impatient to wait the long engagement… Or to poor to pay for a proper wedding. Mairead happened to fall under both… Train only on the low income. Both of their paychecks came from the school, after all. And was there even a school on this planet with a decent income for their staff? Unlikely. “You’re idea….. Is Las Vegas…?” She didn’t sound dead set against it, her tone taking on more of an ‘Are you sure you’re okay with that?’.
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Post by train on Mar 26, 2011 0:54:56 GMT -5
*Train sighed. He didn't like the idea, but if it would make Mairead happy, he would do any thing. He just wanted to see her smile. It was a long pause before he said anything. He didn't actually wish to do it. The only thing that would make him want to do it would be Mariead's smiling face...and not wanting to murder an innocent bystander just for looking at her funny.*
If only to make you smile. *This was his way of telling Mairead that he would do anything for her. He loved her. If it wasn't for her face being on the table he would have kissed her. He had become open enough to kiss her on the spot when he was feeling more romantic.* What do you want Mairead.
*He continued to rub her back in attempts to comfort her as much as possible. He also knew that he needed to calm her down for the schools sake. If it wasn't for him....this school would possibly be gone now. He smiled to himself as he thought of what she...no what her cousins would do without him. He calmed her down in ways that only he could.*
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Post by mairead on Mar 26, 2011 23:29:27 GMT -5
That…. Was not the answer Mairead wanted to hear right now. Or ever really. Hearing him say that he’d just go along with it to please her…. Even though it didn’t seem possible her mood seemed to drop even more…. And even though her posture didn’t move at all, the further drop in mood was instantly obvious. How? Well it wasn’t that hard, seeing as the air seemed to get heavier again, so thick it would hurt both of them to even breath. Mairead wasn’t immune to her own power after all..
“What I want…?” She didn’t move, didn’t turn to look at him again. Just…. Sulked. She didn’t even seem at all comforted by his attempts to sooth her raging temper, which was shocking. Usually she would relax, at least a little, at these times. Today wasn’t one of those times. Her mood was far beyond the small forms of comfort. It would take a lot of work to get her back to her overly enthusiastic, sarcastic, self. “I want you to be honest and not just say this make me happy.”
What sort of marriage would it be if he just agreed with everything she said to appease her? Lied about his own opinions just to satisfy her? She didn’t want that! Train was quiet, but if he felt strongly about something he usually wasn’t afraid to stand his ground! And right now she wanted him to stand his ground!
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Post by train on Mar 26, 2011 23:39:57 GMT -5
*Train smiled at Maireads stuberness. He had a feeling he would have to speak a lot to day. Luckily they were completely alone. He pulled his hand away and sighed.* Alright. What I want...truely *He paused. He wasn't used to speaking lots, but it had to be done and this had to be said.* I want a small wedding, with a small number of really close friends or family. *He imagined a small place with the one performing the saremony, and two to four witnesses.* I also want my bride to wear a beautiful dress with a big smile.
*He couldn't wait to see Mairead like that. He could picture it being just like in the movies. Love at first sight...again.* But I also know that planning takes months. What do you want?
*Now that he'd been honest with her...it was her turn. He had now told her what he wanted, but they couldn't just go off of what he wanted, no good marriage was born from one's opinion. It was a collaboration of the two creating the bond. Sometimes family and friends have something to do with it...but not for their case.*
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Post by mairead on Mar 27, 2011 23:40:24 GMT -5
If Mairead knew he was smiling at all her silliness she probably would have faded out and gone to sulk somewhere alone. And just when she was about to fade, since he wasn’t saying anything, he finally voiced his own opinion. Slowly, she turned once more to look at him, her unusually dark mood seeming to vanish a little.
So he did want a wedding…? Nothing big or fancy though! That wouldn’t fit either of their personalities! And hearing his own desire for it…. It kind of made her want it as well. And this was why she wanted him to voice his opinion! Because he was the only person that could reason with her! Make her want to change her mind about something!
She didn’t say anything for a few moments, just stared at him through her hair like she had before, her expression hard to read. Of course she didn’t want to wait months to get married… But most weddings, even small ones, took that long to plan. Most….. But not all. There wouldn’t be that many guests after all! “One month.” It wouldn’t make much sense until she explained it. “We don’t need months. We just need one.” One month to plan the wedding, that’s what she wanted.
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Post by train on Mar 28, 2011 0:07:44 GMT -5
*Train smiled sweetly as she looked over to him. That was the most he had said in one time...in a long time. She finally spoke and he thought. If this whole problem came up with their lack of planning he looked over to the computer on the table.* Alright, then lets start to plan it.
*It was the perfect time, and it would help her calm down. He didn't think the poor kids in the danger room needed to suffer her bad mood because it was partially his fault it hadn't come up.* We need....to know who to....invite though
*That was probably the biggest question. Train couldn't rally think of anyone at this time, but Mairead would be able to think of a few people...maybe. They also needed a place, some places couldn't be reserved in just a months long wait. They had to think of where and reserve it before someone else did. Unless it was a not so popular place. Also they needed to find out how much they were willing to pay for the wedding. Not only did weddings take months to plan, but they weren't cheep ether.*
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