Visitor

[Mano Berwyn]

No, Mano hadn't been invited. And no, Mano hadn't been let in. And no, it didn't count as breaking and entering because he and Emilian had always done it to one another. He had been amazed to know that Emilian was actually working, though he figured that of the group Emilian was probably the most likely to do it.

Mano had gone straight for the cabinet beside the couch. He knew his host well enough to know exactly where what he wanted would be. A smile graced his lips when he found the box looking glass bottle holding the amber liquid, and had poured himself a nice glass of it before moving around the room. His eyes scanned every inch of the room, and lit on a corner of a picture sticking out from under the couch.

Two young men, one that seemed all too familiar, on the same couch in a rather intimate position. Mano's lips curved and he kept his eyes on the moving figures as he moved into the kitchen. By the time he settled in on the couch, he had a nice little stack of pictures, an interesting book on even more interesting organs, and was on his second glass.

[Emilian Sota]

When they had left the doors of the scene of the miserable party, Emilian had tucked the half empty bottle in his cloak and then put an arm around Adara. By the end of the walk down Diagon Alley to where it was safe to apparate, he had gotten past whatever was wrong, and when they had walked through the door to the jewelry shop he had started to keep it that way with a kiss and a touch. Or two.

[Adara Snow]

Adara's lips were curved as they met Emilian's, hardly aware of the stairs as they moved up them. By the time they reached the landing, she was pressed firmly against him, the fingers of one hand twined into his hair. The other reached back for the doorknob, fumbled against it a moment, then pushed the door wide.

She was concentrating fully on Emilian, and so the presence already in the room didn't register as she tugged the tie of her cloak loose and let it slide into a puddle at her feet. She reached for Emilian's next, a soft sound of encouragement slipping from between her softly parted lips.

[Mano Berwyn]

Mano hadn't really reacted to hearing doors open, he was quite enjoying the show being put on by Michael and his unknown partner. He wondered if it had been Emilian holding the camera, and where the camera was. Maybe even where the rest of the pictures were. He was only distracted from a picture of Michael on the bed when he heard the door to the living room open.

The sight made him grin and actually set the pictures aside in preference to a live show. He gently swirled his glass and took a sip as he silently watched who was obviously Emilian with a stunning young woman.

[Emilian Sota]

Had the wine bottle not been in his cloak pocket, Emilian would have had no reason to open an eye to make sure the cloak and bottle were set down easily enough. He never would have noticed the familiar dark blond on the couch. His muscles froze and the kiss stopped, as he stared in disbelief. What in the world was Mano doing sitting on his couch?

[Adara Snow]

Adara felt Emilian's muscles tense, but with her mind floating as it was, she easily misinterpreted. She let Emilian break the kiss, let her lips trail down toward his neck instead. Some part of her wondered why his hands were no longer moving, but so much of her was absorbed in what she was doing, that she paid it no mind as of yet.

[Mano Berwyn]

Mano raised an eyebrow at Emilian's attention, at the closest to panicked he thought he had ever seen Emilian look. "So is she worth letting me have a round?" he asked, then took another sip of his drink. That was how it usually went, wasn't it? One would have a go and tell the other if the person was worth it or not. As far as Mano was concerned, it was just another girl.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian's eyes narrowed and he firmed his hands at Adara's back. "Mano, pleasure to see you," he said in a hollow voice, then looked down at Adara. "Stop," he murmured, hoping it would be enough to get her attention. "And you're not having a go," he added, voice more bitter and holding a bit of anger. Not that he would mind talking to the man, but definitely not about Adara.

[Adara Snow]

Adara had heard that first voice in the back of her mind, but it wasn't until she heard Emilian's that anything registered. Her heart stopped and her lashes fluttered as she risked looking back over her shoulder. At a man she'd never seen before. Her dark eyes widened and a deep blush stained her cheeks as she turned back to Emilian, telling herself firmly to breath. Her hands uncurled from against him, and she would have liked very much to pull away, but was firmly trapped in his arms.

[Mano Berwyn]

"Are you sure? She's so pretty," Mano said, his eyes trailing down her. Then he shrugged and looked at Emilian again. "Maybe I should just try to find Michael," he mused, "Looks like he's loosened up a bit." He picked up one of the pictures and looked down at it. Maybe he could find the other kid, too. It was then he realized that Emilian hadn't gone back to his activities, "Oh, I can wait," he said, glancing up.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian narrowed his eyes and shook his head. He didn't know what the pictures were, but he wasn't about to let Mano get his hands on Adara. He took his arms from her and stepped around her. "This is Adara, she's been living with me," he said, raising an eyebrow at Mano. Surely he would catch on to what he meant. "The last I heard you and Carolynn were together, anyway."

[Adara Snow]

Adara only felt more uncomfortable at the words the man spoke, and she could feel the way he was looking at her. She was glad of the barrier Emilian had made of himself. And then he'd spoken, and she had been introduced only as Adara, who had been living with him. Adara chewed her lip, wishing she could just disappear.

[Mano Berwyn]

Mano stopped looking at the pictures and brought his eyes up, "So no one else can touch her? That's a shame. But yes, me and Carolynn are taking over the cafe in Diagon Alley, apparently the girl my parents made the deal with goes to the school." He glanced at Adara, but accepted that she was out of reach and kept his eyes on Emilian. "Are you going to sit or stare at me like I'm a muggle?"

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian rolled his eyes and turned to Adara. He was most definitely not looking forward to Carolynn being anywhere near again. "Mano is...an old friend of mine, is there..." he licked his lips and lowered his voice a little more. "Is there any way we could have some time to catch up?" he asked, hoping he could possibly have time to get him out.

[Adara Snow]

Adara's eyes darkened further, and the curve of her lips pressed momentarily into a line. It occurred to her what kind of friend an old friend might be, and the way he asked her to be alone with the man... Mano, didn't at all alleviate her concerns. She's been living with me. Adara caught up her cloak and pulled it around her shoulders, tying it herself, then leaned around Emilian to smile brightly at his ...old friend. "It was a pleasure meeting you," she said, as though they'd actually met at all. "Have all the time you wish," she said softly, just for Emilian to hear, then turned back toward the stairs.