ORP: Who We Are

1833 Hours
Saint's Apartment
Arlington, Virginia

Azalea rolled the eyes, moving under the arm smirking, taking another sip of the beer. "Yeah yeah. Rub it in. I actually miss you. Go ahead and gloat. Let me know when you're done so we can talk." The brunette made her way to his couch, taking a seat while kicking off the shoes - not really sure how he was with shoes on the carpet. It was interesting because this was the first time she had really been in his apartment like this. She had been in it, but that was more like storming in, yelling and screaming like a crazy girlfriend, then would simply disappearing back in her own apartment. Normally they hung out at her place. It was nice finally being in his apartment and there not be a girl needing chased out. "You do have a really nice place Luc. Nice couch too, but I think mine is more comfy." The young woman smirked, taking longer gulp of the beer, leaning back, making herself as comfortable as possible.

"Okay I promise I won't ask too many questions as long as you tell me who she is, and don't tell me no one. I've seen her coming and going. Be glad I've been busy myself or I would have been over here sooner." Beating around the bush was never one of Azalea's strong points. The sooner they talked about the obvious, the sooner they could have a normal conversation. "If it means anything, she is very beautiful. Definitely the best girl out of all of them, but you already know that." She smiled looking over at the man. The eyes scanned him slowly, taking him all in - not in the sexual, I like you kind of way. That way was reserved for Logan, and Logan only. There was something different about Lucas. She didn't really see it till now. It was subtle - nothing dramatic because he wasn't really the dramatic type, but there was definitely something different. Aside from the obvious that whoever this girl was, had nailed him down, and made him turn from his womanizing ways - if the girl knew about that or not. She definitely wouldn't be the one to spill those beans, but whoever she was, the female couldn't wait to meet her.

Azalea hoped that maybe, just maybe, he wasn't observant and didn't notice anything between her and Logan like Shannon most likely had. The brunette also hoped that he didn't see how much happier and more calm she was. Logan wasn't a subject she was ready to talk about just yet, and wasn't really sure exactly what to say if it was brought up. Another reason Shannon and her needed a girl night. All of that would be saved for the Junior Grade. She wouldn't make Lucas succumb to that - didn't need anything something else to tease her with. This evening was about his happiness.

Tag: Lucas "Saint" Clark

1835 Hours
Saint's Apartment
Arlington, Virginia

When Lucas set down the food, Azalea's stomach started to growl at the smell. She was never really liked taking others food, even when they offered. It always felt weird to her, but after that intense run, the brunette couldn't stop the mouth from watering and stomach churning. Grabbing a fork, she leaned over and grabbed the carton of fried rice, scooping up a bit and shoveling it into the mouth. She closed her eyes, savoring the taste, chewing a few moments then swallowed. "I guess I was more hungry than I thought," she replied with another mouth full of food, chuckling slightly, setting the fork in the rice, covering the mouth from embarrassment of talking with food in the mouth. "Remember, I only saw the parts of your bedroom because I was usually chasing out the girl from the previous night. I do have to say, it's nice not waking up to a text - makes sleeping in easier." She smirked taking another fork full of rice, turning to face Lucas more, wanting to really see his face as they talked.

Watching Lucas' face, Azalea couldn't help but grinning at the look that came over him. This was a side that the brunette had yet to see before. It was a soft, gentler side and it was very charming indeed. Chuckling at his comment, taking another bite, she listened as he talked about her, seeing how his eyes seemed to sparkle just mentioning this girl. Was that the look she got whenever thinking about Logan? Especially when admitting that she was falling for him? If that was the case, she needed to stand in front of the mirror and work on facial expressions. "That's really cool Luc! So are you two official or are you still reconnecting and picking up from where you last left off so to speak?" Reaching over, Andre took a sip of the beer, before taking another bite of food. "It doesn't look like she's moved in because, usually there is more of a sign of a female presence." Even if Lucas was a neat freak, something she needed to take notes of for her own place, girls still did have a way of letting someone know they were there. Some it was the complete and utter take over - almost as if a neon sign had been hung saying I've moved in. Others it was subtle and you really had to look carefully to see the changes. Neither were the chase here, so more than likely they hadn't reached that part of the relationship.

Nodding, Azalea took another sip of the beer, picking at the rice as Lucas continued on. "A flygirl, very cool! I'm sure Destiny will love having her on the team. So then she's training to be a F302 pilot right? Don't worry, she is in good hands with Des, but if I know my sister, won't go fully easy on her either." She smiled, taking another bite of the rice before setting the carton on the table, and picked up the bottle, sipping then holding it as they continued to talked. "I'm happy for you Luc. I can tell she really means a lot to you."

Tag: Lucas "Saint" Clark

1837 Hours
Saint's Apartment
Arlington, Virginia

Azalea was excited for her friend. There wasn't much about Lucas that she really deeply knew. Even if he was like a brother to her, they were still getting to know each other. From what she did know about him, the brunette knew this was a big step. The way they met was proof of that. She knew that this wasn't something he did randomly. He must really care about this girl to have her be his girlfriend. The happiness seem to beam from Lucas and Azalea was thrilled. If there was anyone that deserved to be happy and have a great girl by his side, it was Lucas. At least she didn't have to pretend to be a crazy girlfriend anymore. That was a relief.

"Awww that's awesome Luc! Who knew you had such a soft tender side," Azalea grinned teasingly, running a finger around the top of the beer bottle. "I can see her point. Even if you two do have a lot of history, that is a big step, big commitment. I'm sure when the timing is right, she will be more than happy to move in. You could just start small and build up to it -  like a drawer here for her stuff, and then a drawer of your stuff at her place. It might seem like nothing and insignificant, but it's a step and it does help moving towards what I'm sure she eventually wants to." If only the Lieutenant was talking from personal experience. It might sound like she was, but Sean and her never got to that stage. There was always another training, or another job opportunity. She always hoped some day they would have reached that point, but sadly it never did. Maybe with Logan that would be different. Maybe everything she had hoped with Sean would come true with Logan.

Azalea was in the midst of another sip when hearing Lucas' next statement. The brunette's eyes went wide as she choked on the burning liquid going down the throat. "Wait hold up!" Literally he had to hold up because the female was going into a small coughing fit. "You two haven't had sex?! WOOAH! She must be amazing!" Okay it was definitely official. This girl had to be down right angelic or something for Lucas not to have sex with her yet. After seeing countless females go in and out of this very apartment? She must be different. "I'm actually glad you haven't Luc - if that makes sense. That shows how much you care about her as a person, and how much you want your first time with her to be special. It shows you really do cherish and value her. I'm proud of you and I agree. I can see it's different." She grinned meaning every word. It really did show her that he really wanted to be with Gracie. This girl was having him change all his ways, and most likely had no idea. God she couldn't wait to meet the flygirl herself. "I really hope you two go far Luc. I'm happy for you and don't worry. I won't be annoying nosy little sister figure - just as long as you don't forget about me, and we still have times like this." Azalea almost felt her say, we should double date, but then caught herself. Hell no. That was a bad idea, simply because, no one from Homeworld could know. As much as the brunette wanted to share her excitement, she couldn't risk Lucas getting in the middle either. Her career was already on the line - no sense in jeopardizing another.

Tag:Lucas "Saint" Clark[/blockqote]

1839 Hours
Saint's Apartment
Arlington, Virginia


Azalea smiled watching everything change about Lucas the more he talked. It was obviously this was all new to him. It was also sweet that he was choosing to voice it all to her. That showed how much he trusted her. Normally, the brunette would be picking on him and teasing him. Oh that would definitely would come later, but not right now. He was being vulnerable and the worse thing she could do was tease him about it - at least right now. De was able to hold back, listen, and not be the randomly spazztic woman she was at times. Only with people she trusted most and felt close to was she able to be this calm with. Lucas was one of those people. The least she could do is be what a little sister would be - supportive when the situation called for it, but also tease when the time was right.

"It's because you love her Luc. That's why it wasn't like being with any other woman. If it was, the act its self wouldn't have meant as much. With the others, it was just probably filling a hole, something to do - as bad at that sounds. Correct me if I'm wrong, but with Gracie, it was probably everything about that night. How you felt, she felt, experiencing a part of each other you never have before. It was everything about having sex, not just having sex its self, if that makes sense. You love her, and that more than likely showed in that time. She'll eventually see it sooner or later, if she hasn't already. And that's probably why you were with all these other women before. You either didn't want to admit to yourself you cared for someone that deeply, or you were subconsciously trying to find a woman like Gracie, or maybe a little bit of both. Either way, it all makes sense to me." God being with Logan was really rubbing off on her. It was been a long time since the young woman was this deep. It definitely wasn't the drink, because she would need a few more for anything to start to affect her. Plus when drinks did affect? It wasn't this profound.

Seeing the confusion on his face, Azalea set the bottle on the table, leaning over, resting her hand on his, giving it a gentle sisterly squeeze. "Don't let your thoughts run away with you too much Luc. Trust me. I'm a girl. Over thinking is what I'm good at. The best thing you can do, is keep talking, being open and...keep letting her see the real you. Something tells me you are with her and it's paying off. As scary it is most likely for you, it's for the better. Just don't wallow in it too much. Take it from someone who's had a relationship end because of that. If you ever need that girl advice, that's what I'm here for, but it's okay. You're doing fine." She smiled softly, giving his hand another squeeze before leaning back against the cushion on her side. Over thinking was this female's specialty. It was evident in the rambling she did when nervous. It was how she killed a lot of friendships and relationships. The worse thing someone could do was over think. Always best to talk and get it out in the open, no matter how scary and hard it might be. Communication, honesty, trust and love. The four main things to any kind of relationship; friend or the romantic sense - of that Andre was convinced.

Tag:Lucas "Saint" Clark