#kc_necropolis

She tries... but.. no, dammit, not with BOTH of them so close... it sticks, she won't force it...

It starts to beep! about to sing louder...

Oh, abort abort... she scuttles away, diving for cover

"I'm fine, really" Caesar comes down, shirtless as usual, with Susiun fussing over him.

From her hiding spot, Zara can see Caesar's bruises are still pretty bad, particularly around the rib area.

Dark eyes wide, watching intently.

"Yeah, but..." She worries

"Susi, I'm worrying my mom with my loafing bout I just.. guess that loss had me bummed. Rethinking things. Maybe I'm getting close to grumphood" he sighs "But Sulky satyrs are not fun for anyone. Don't worry, we satyrs swing back mood wise. I just need to think bout things. Lounging around hasn't helped. Maybe moving, however painfully, will provide focus."

She looks REALLY worried at that

Narrows her eyes. Suisy Homemaker WANTS him like this, doesn't she?

As they eat and fuss, Zara realizes this woman does indeed want him like this not beaten and bruised, butstaying at home, relying on her.

Susian loves him, but it is not a healthy love.

Maybe even... obsession... magic-induced love is often unhealthy... chicanery, the mer arts...

Her kenning doesn't betray a spell on her.

She licks a fingertip and traces "Truth" across her eyes in Hebrew. An Omen.

A surge of glamour and Zara can see the truth indeed, a strong omen....a cover image of Stephen King's misery, a velvet heart sufficating Caesar's face, stitched to him. Her love would kill him ...in time. A shattered mirror with a woman making a kissing face in it. And... oh sadness...all her love blazing, burning, and it is not reflected. the satyr is no moon to reflect her sunlight. he is not unkind, but he does not love her. And her love? her love is a poison to him, or would be

Caesar turns however, "what the fuck?" the glamour he must have noticed

HIDE. Stay hidden!

He searches and she asks, "Caesar? what is it?" //"Glamoour, I felt glamour, like a cantrip or..." //She looks about and begins to spin the dial on her ear piece. HE, she is sure, she can evade. Caesar is a fine warrior and a good heart, but he's not a sentry/ But that Dougal's ear piece? Can it really let her hear out a sluagh?

They search about, but, "Are you sure baby?' She finally tunes her ear piece down after getting DANGEROUSLY close

"yeah, I'm sure, but maybe it was some kind of portal passage or flicker flash and that's why we can't find ...whoever" He frowns

Zara barely breathes!

"maybe, I'll up security and..." She starts to say

Caesar waves her off "You go onto a hotel, there's this room Emerson uses. It should be safe. Or one near it. If someone is playing games with me I don't want you near it"

Susiain scowls "I am not leaving you" She crosses her arms "You're hurt"

"A love that stifles, like an overwatered plant - see her for what she is, this Smothering Suzy" The softest of whispers as she nicknames from her hiding spot.

Suzy turns "Wait, I heard something..."

"Caesar baby I want you..." She starts to fuss over him, or maybe she only apears to be that cloying. yet The satyr winces, "Okay okay... look, I'm fine. Enough, Sui.. stop it stop touching my face and fussing. If someone is here I'll deal with it. I'm a grown man and pretty bad ass. I'm not a child, okay? Just... go on"

"No, you'll be hurt, or killed" She sounds pannicky, "I will not let them ruin things, Caesar, I won't!"

Caesar stares at her as if only now relaizing how... "Susi, I don't know who is playing games, but who ever they are, they're not worrying me nearly as much as you are."

"I.." She blinks then tries another tact, "Caesar, what about me? If I go off alonne."

Caesar is a good guy, but he is not a troll, and while he may feel protective, it's clear he realizes "Sue, you'll be safe where I send you. If you want? I'll change what you look like to buy you a chance. Camoflauge you... but you're also a grown woman and competent. I've seen you in a bar fight. Now go. This is my last time."

"You wouldn't" she says "You wouldn't kick me out"

"Actually" He confesses, "I might, but what I'll probably do is call my mom and trust me, she can get you out of here and won't be so nice." FIRM

A tiny grey grin. She BETS CC could handle her.

susi swallows, not with fear of CC, but that fear that she is not the center of her love's world, that he doesnot need her. Depseration tinges her glamour then, "Okay, okay. Let me get a few things" She heads upstairs