Snippet #2286649

Wait.

Was Nicole blushing? Surely not. Sweet, dear Nicole! What did that mean? A secretive smile hinted at her lips. It was an interesting scenario indeed, and while she didn't mind imagining what it meant it just simply wasn't in her nature or upbringing to truly over exaggerate the possibilities. All thoughts of anything else vanished when he went to blow his nose. She leaned that slightly forward and to the side. Not in that Eeew-get-away-from-me-you're-so-disgusting type of way, no, simply a are-you-getting-sick-should-I-be-concerned type of way.

"Cole? Are you getting sick?" She questioned gently, it wouldn't be a surprise this winter had a bite to it and the flu was going around. Cute as a button he looked at her and gave a sheepish smile. And oh, oh that blush! That crimson sheen that betrayed his cover up.

Evette wasn't oblivious to what that meant, but nor is she someone who thinks every action has some dramatic meaning and that it has to be dissected into tiny little pieces until you know which pore that drop of sweat came from and that it was there because of some god-knows-what reason! Judgement is simply not in her forte. Whatever was happening Eve didn't want to push or make anything more awkward she simply wanted him to be relaxed around her. She wouldn't mind courteous either but that's something else entirely.

"Nicole Lead-the-Way Reed..." She actually pondered it for a moment, disregarding his use of 'lol'. It was a term that she didn't particularly like, was it so difficult for people to actually laugh? These modern slang words were a serious crutch to the human language. "It has a certain ring to it. It could most definitely work for you." She bumped against him slightly and gave him a cheeky grin.

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Jack Frost was in a foul mood. The degrees had dropped like stones and instantly the skin rose on Evette's arms. The winter had never been something she disliked, she found it enchanting and refreshing, but stepping out now something felt wrong. Cole seemed to think so too as he voiced her thoughts. Her guard was already up and she nodded her head slowly. Instinct told her to make them invisible, cast the illusion so that no one would see them, but before she had the chance to something made Nicole jump. He had already let go of her arm but he did bump into her slightly.

Heart in throat and hand to chest to glanced down to see a small black kitten. The poor thing was shaking with fear, she just wanted to take it and store it away, keep it from the big scary world. Thankfully, Nicole was already picking the dear thing up and snuggling it. It was no puzzle to figure out that this sweet kitten was his companion. She wondered how that came to be. Her curiosity piqued as to his acquirement of the tiny cat. If Cole's middle name was Lead-the-Way then hers was Tack because she knew how to ask without being so brash and oblivious.

Then the barking came. It was feral and ferocious. Evette was not a wimp, she did not scare easily but death threats and beastly dogs are something that will put her hair on end. Without thinking her grip went to clutch Cole's bicep and she moved slightly behind him.

A deep grumble erupted from her shoulder, it was an unnecessary fright as it was simply Charon who had awoken and started this strange lizard growl.

"Brave Charon." Was all she could manage, her eyes never left the saliva dripping jaw and those yellowing canines. Evette only just registered Nicole shouting for the mutt to go away but she was still trying to get over her shock before she could do any use and actually make them disappear from the dogs sight.

Instead, a terrifying looking scarecrow came out of no-where, freaking the dog out. The only reason she didn't scream at it's appearance was one that it would definitely not be the most dignified of things to do and two that she noticed the button eyes. It was the only way that she knew it was Nicole's creation.

Eve expelled a large breath of air that she hadn't realised she had been holding as the dog finally fled. She was still clinging to Cole's arm and Charon had slunk into the crux of her arm for warmth and to try and comfort her. The incident with the dog had really tipped the scale again, she thought she had put a lid on her whole freak out about the death threat but in reality it was still close under the surface. With nerves on end the only thing that she could do to stop from breaking down was to straighten her spine and believe that everything was going to be alright.


"Man. I hate hate hate getting angry, Evie. So much. Ow." He sounded calm, tense but relatively calm. He made her so proud.

"Maybe so, but you acted with bravery. For that you are my hero and it seems this little ones too!" She bent forward, scrunching her nose and making cutesy sounds at the darling kitten. "It's a pleasure to meet you little one. Is your name Calypso? That's a lovely name." She cooed gently, while sneaking a quick glance up at Cole and giving him a playful smile. "Isn't Master Cole so brave to have saved us?"