Viv was having a nearly normal day. It was the second in a week's time. She could get used to them. She was cooking, singing along with her radio too, which was blaring a CD by "The Cranberries"

She had just put a florentine keish in the oven and she was broiling steaks with potaoes and garlic. Earlier she'd baked a choclate pie. It could still be smelled in her immaculate apartment.

Her plan was to keep busy until a certain person got off work at the bar.....

They were good plans, however they were about to change.

Dan had been beaten again. Otherwise, he wouldn't be knocking on her door and standing off to the side. People have a tendancy to shoot right at the middle of the door because usually people stand in the middle on the other side. (well...psychos with Guns anyways).

He's dressed today in a pair of black dress pants, a white oxford style shirt, and a black, knee length duster. He's not been to the office today but he looks as if he has. Except that nearly all of his body is bruised black and blue, the parts that aren't bruised are split open, and his arm might just be broken. Why did his father, of all people, have to have such a good aim and big foot?

He tapped on the door with his knuckles, then stood three feet to the other side of the direction the door would swing open.

If he got hurt, he should come see her. Or so she'd said.

The fact that Dan could probably find almost anyone with a last name helped, and then, with three freakin addresses, the feel of her magic helped find her.

Yes psychos with guns, while Viv can use a gun proficiently, she prefers more close ranged weapons. In this particular instance there is only one person who knows she's staying here, so she isn't being overly cautious. Remember things have been almost normal for her today.

When she hears the rapping at the door, she is just taking her keish out of the oven. Needless to say she answers the door in pot mitts. She's wearing a pair of cutoff jean shorts and a sleeveless denim button down, not many buttons are buttoned. She isn't expecting Dan though, she's expecting a more cuddly variety of visitor.

She is very alert while opening the door though, she hadn't heard a motor cycle rumble up so she does wonder as she opens the door. There stands Dan off to the side of it. She raises an eyebrow. "Ouch." is all she says.

"Very much so." He replied. He stood with one hand stuffed into his pocket, an attempt at keeping it from moving around too much. The broken arm. He tilts his head down and raises one eyebrow at the oven mits. He's not payed one little ounce of attintion to the fact that not many of the buttons on her shirt are buttoned. He's noticed, he simply hasn't commented or acted as though he's noticed.

"I didn't take you for a woman often in the kitchen." He sounded amused and honest. "May I come in?"

Mac made us learn to cook, said mages needed to be able to follow recipes." she said and stepped aside gesturing for him to enter.

The aparment was small, very modest, and surprisingly cozy looking. Viv kept it very clean, you could eat off her floor, but I'm sure she'd insist you use plate. There's no phone or computer, only a T.V. and a dvd player. The remotes are set on top of the T.V., leaving doubts about if they even get used. There is small kitchenette along one wall. It would allow the preparation of modest meals, but there is no oven. Only a stove top, large toaster oven, and a microwave.

There is a little writing table with one chair, the table has receipt books stacked on it and what seems to be a fire proof strongbox. There is a recliner chair and the only other furniture is a king sized bed with a blue comforter and roughly twenty pillows. The bed is made neatly, with hospital corners, the pillows are the only hapazard element in the place.

Viv walks out to the kitchen counter, sets down the oven mitts by the cooling pyrex dishes of food, and turns off the radio. The place smells like a five star restaurant.

"Might as well sit down, I assume you'd like me to heal you?" she tells him.

He was going to assume that Mac was respectivly Macsen Kildares and he stepped into the appartment when she guestured that he may. He is, after all, a lawyer and a respecable man when you get past his other occupation. He stood in the entry way, scanning everything carfully, taking in, instinctivly, all of the possible escape routes and possible hiding places.

He sat when she mentioned it, at the corner of the sofa then shifted slightly to where he could put his back towards the wall, see the windows, and face the door. Most people would not notice this guesture and if they had, they may not understand it. Viv might. He whinced with every movment. "It would certinly be nice." He looked at her kitchnette. "Of course, if your just too busy..." He still sounded amused.

He shrugged out of the duster to reveal the holster, the two identical glocks under each arm. He moved slower and more carfully with his right arm.

"The food won't go anywhere until I eat it. Besides this sort of work goes better on an empty stomach. " She said.

Again as the first time she'd done this she probes thouroughly in order to determine what she'll need to do. She's going to feel it too, so she'd like to get everything at once. Again when she strikes with her magic there is the tingling type of pain often associated with electrocution and a smothering sensation as if the air is heavier and denser, this rapidly changes to the sharp full blown pain of each initial injury. Viv only takes a deep breath as she finishes, it was bad, but she wasn't healing any gunshot wounds this time.

A single gunshot wound may not have much of a differance from all of the many wounds he was currently holding. His pain seeped away to nothingness when she stopped and he settled back against the sofa, relaxing for a moment against it. Those wounds had been two days old. He'd not been able to move before this morning.

Finally, he straightened slightly, looked more professional without the bruises and cuts, and fixed his gaze on her. "Thank you." He cleared his throat. "My sister was not particurly happy last night," he commented. He'd felt Rose and the baby, knew they were both alright beyond being upset and angry. He'd also felt two others, one whom he could not identify, the other was Vivienne.

"I noticed. Not sure what all of it was about. It wasn't the florist though. " she said moving back out into the kitchenette. She was very hungry now. Her stomach was rumbling. "Food?" she asked. Viv won't eat in front of people in most instances.

She's fixng her own plate while she waits for an answer from him. She sets the plate on the desk and then pours herself a glass of ice water. While doing so she gets an annoyed expression on her face. It doesn't seem to be directed at Dan.

"No," he declines her offer, holding up on hand. "But please, go ahead," he says, and then she's making a plate. It seems she would have anyways, which was fine with him as it was her appartment and her dinner. He too has a rather distracted look pass over his face.

"A florist? Rose?" Sure, she's called Rose, but he'd never have guessed his sister would be found within a hundred yards of a flower shop or a florist. Well, at least that answered his question as to who the other power was that he'd sensed. Daniel noticed the look on her face and turned his head slightly, pulling his sheild up around him as he did so. "What is it?"

It's obvious it's some one, she looks a bit maniacal with the steak knife in her hand. "Sonofabitch." she snarls. She looks down at the knife and realizes she's near contemplating murder. She puts it down, scowling. Viv really doesn't like being disobeyed at all.

"It's my very stupid brother." she grumbles moving towards the door in an angry stalk.

Daniel watched her look down at the knife, then scowls when she says it's her brother. As she stalks to the door, Dan stood and crossed the room, picking the knife up from her plate and putting it back in the drawer. If Vivienne killed Gattling, that would be just fine with him, but he'd be damned if it happened with him in the room. Rosie would destroy him.

Then he settles himself right back to where he had been sitting. The man made no attempt to hide himself, instead, he made himself comfortable.

Funny how her entire demeanor had changed, she wasn't even this way when she encountered Dan in the apartment. It must seem strange she works so much to protect him, but wants so little to do with him on many levels.

She opens the door and wrath is evident on her features. Gattling is standing there with his 45. Viv snatches it from him so fast that if you blinked you would have missed it. She removes the clip with him standing there blurting "what the hell is he doing here Katie?

The clip gets tossed onto the bed. The gun does too once she gets the round from the chamber.

"I seem to recall telling you, very specifically, not to show up uninvited. Yet, here you are." she says very warily. She is clearly far from happy to see him.

Oh, sure, and next you'll tell me, he was invited?" he's pissed off and his rage is growing as he takes in the scene. "Fraternizing with the enemy, I can't fucking believe you."

"Yes well now that you've drawn you own conclusions, I think you can at least see, I'm not in need of rescuing. Though you soon may be." she says in an irritated tone, it borders on sneering.

Dan watches this exchange with unmasked amusment. He watches the clip sail over onto the bed, and then the gun. He returned his eyes to Vivienne's sister, as he prefered to think of him as Vivienne's sister rather then Rosie's boyfriend and smiled pleasently through the bitterness he felt for the man.

"Hello Gattling." His tone was completly pleasant and charming even. "It's a suprise to see you here."

Gunn hasn't managed to get past Viv into the apartment yet, he does lunge to do so at Dan's greeting. In spite of his sister's warning about where Dan fit in to the grand scheme of things over the phone, Gunn hardly felt the grand scheme of things included anywhere near "Katie".

At his lunge Viv simply side steps and lets him lose his balance, it's a mean thing to do to a one legged man, but she is still angry he dropped by uninvited.

From the floor he moves adroitly to kick up with his good leg while counter balancing on his hands. "I swear if you touched my sister.....he starts.

Vivienne steps in between them, Dan is still sitting down seemingly nonplused. "Gatt, you should pull your head out of your ass. You sound like a hypocrite." She warns. "I'm a big girl. Don't butt in." she isn't even in the mood to set him straight on this she's simply too pissed off with him.

His eyes set on Gattling in a very blank gaze. It's the same look his sister gives when she's completely pissed off, the one that, if you actually liked the person, makes you feel like utter shit. "Perhapes it is your sister who touched me," he replied in an utterly flat tone. He hadn't shifted a muscle as Gattling fell, nor as he kicked outward.

His gaze moved to Vivienne, then back to Gattling. "But seeing as I'm the one who is completly clothed, I could see where the roots of your suspicion lays." He's goading him, obviously. And he's almost certian that at this very moment, not even Vivienne would stop him.

Almost, Gunn almost manages to get his hands on Dan, but Vivienne snaches hold of an ear and twists. "Enough." she says steering him with the ear, she's yanking at those earrings. The earings always have been a sore point with Viv.

"Gatt stop being an ass to my visitor and tell me what the hell you are doing here?"She says. Having walked him out to the kitchen. She knows he won't lay a hand on her, so he is quite docile in spite of her manhandling his ear.

I talked to Marco.....Katie what did you do to him?"There's fear in his voice when he asks her this.

"He wanted to be normal, you knew that. What do you think I did? I didn't do anything, I stopped intervening for him. " she said. She had the most curious expression. She thought Gattling had known what happened to Marco, known why Mac had allowed him to leave. He'd stopped being useful to Mac.

"Do you want to be normal too, I can arrange it, I know how Mac did it to Marco." she said. Gunn shook his head. He was scared. He had no desire for his sister to liberate him of magic. He hadn't known why Marcus had been allowed to leave. Finally talking to his brother after so many years, he's just learned that Marcus had lost his powers.

"Why didn't it happen to me....." he doesn't finish asking because he suspects already, her mention of intervening.

She tells him anyway, she tells him a lot more than just the simple answer to his question.

"It didn't happen to you because I protected you. Even after I left, I protected you. I couldn't protect both of you though, and Marc hated his power anyway. So I protected you from being leached, beaten and a number of other things. In fact I'm still protecting you.....I came here to get away from all of it, I hadn't heard from you in nine years. Nothing and I get here and have an almost noraml life until you showed up. Do you have any idea....."she pauses for a long time here"........Never mind, you don't you have no clue how much bullshit I've bourne for you, if you knew the price you would not ask. I can't protect you forever. Especially not from me. I told you not to come for a reason, not to punish you. I have never punished you, and perhaps that was my mistake. I coddled you too much and allowed you to become this relaint on me. You should have kept the pigtails." the last remark seems almost abstract.

He hadn't moved an inch when Gattling had almost reached him. He sat so still and so calm you might think he was in a court room at that moment.

Dan, at some point during this, had stood, leaving his jacket, and gone around to the bed, picking up Gattlings pistol and looked it over. Seemingly, he was a third party attending a brother-sister fight and pretending not to notice that they were fighting. Actually, he was sucking in every word spoken, sorting it out, sifting through the names. As Vivienne mentioned pigtails, Dan raised an eyebrow and turned towards them with renewed interest.

"I thought that the military did not accept flamers...oh yes," he turned the safty on and brandished the pistol, then dropped it on the bed again. "They've got that new rule what is it...'don't ask don't tell'." He knows perfectly well that Gattling is not gay, but if he has been forbidden to touch the man, he'll at least verbally prod him in the ass.

Meanwhile, he knew that his father was going to beat the shit out of him the moment his mother told the old man that Daniel had been in the same room with and had the chance to kill the man that was tainting their daughter and making her rebelious. Viv might be seeing him again sometime soon.

Vivienne is far from stupid, she's full well aware that her brother has just effectively undone what she'd just undone.

"Fuck you."Gunn blurts at Dan's prod. At least I don't beat my sister.

"That might have been kinder." Vivienne murmurs.

"What, why the hell would you say that? Do you know what that fucking psycho does? " He asks.

"Gattling, I have no idea why I have done the shit for you I have. I had no idea what a pig-headed, narrow minded ungreatful prick you were. You have no clue do you? Even after what I tried to explain to you. Were you too self absorbed to understand what the hell is going on around you? It's bad enough that you have to fuck up my life, I already paved my road to hell with good intentions, but quit fucking up your own life. Think about what the hell you're doing before you get someone killed. " she told him angrily.

He looked stunned, she's talked down to him when he's ben particularly stupid, but never like this. "You're right, I don't understand. Explain it to me."

She takes a deep breath and rubs at her right temple briefly. "I can live with my life going to shit so you cn be happy, but you're undermining things. You're going to get your girlfriend killed instead of beaten. I won't be able to fix that if it happens. You won't be able to heal it.....it will be ugly messy and brutal if it happens....and it will if you take Dan out of the picture. " she says.

What does that have to do with him being so cozy with you?' he asks, he sounds like a boy who just caught mom having an affair.

"He came here so I could heal him. Though now that you've showed up I don't think there was any point." she sounds tired.

"Heal him, Viv that's like a deal with the devil." he's confused and angry and did not just call her Katie.

"Is it? Was it a deal with the devil when you'd heal me so I could go take another ass kicking for all three of us? It's the same damned thing. You want monsters the calibre of "Pops" to come kill Thorn and you? You're even dumber than I thought. He's trying to protect you both. Sometimes reality just sucks. When I find a better solution I'll tell you. For now suck it up, and be a man for once......" she says angrily.

She would continue but her phone starts ringing. She picks it up to see the incomeing number. "Shit." she murmurs, and then in a more normal tone. "I have to take this. " ended with a very loud sigh. "Behave." she tells Gunn it's a command. She steps out of the apartment shutting the door on them both to take the call in private.

He turned his back to Gattling when he retroted, the message clear. I am so unafraid of you that I turn my back to you. A subliminal 'up yours'. Daniel listened, then flinched when she began to explain what his involvment was with her. He did not care that Gattling knew he was being injured somehow enough to need healed. He did not care that Gattling told Vivienne that he beat his sister, she already knew that. What he cared about was that she was making it known that he was willing to stand between his parents and them, to keep them alive.

He aims for the brutally mean reputation. And she's ruining it. By telling her brother that he's soft enough to bend to Rose's will, to not harm Gattling because Rose said not to. To beat Rose 'lightly' and 'mildly' harass her so that they're parents won't. He clenched his jaw and did not turn.

Luckily for himself, he noticed the sound of confussion in Gattling's voice. Perhapes he wasn't understanding any of this. Fine by Daniel.

....to come kill Thorn and you

"Rose." He corrected automatically. He refused to call her Thorn and if he could help it, he would not listen to her be called Thorn. The phone rang ans as she left, he moved around to the kitchenette and began opening cabnets until he found her glasses and filled the cup with tap water. Ignoring Gattling's pressance on the floor compeltly.

He didn't offer to help him up. But at least he didn't kick him like he wanted to. He returned to the sofa and sat down.

"Rosie's not going to be very happy with you."

Well to tell the truth Gunn thinks Viv's been manipulated. That might not be so bad, he may lay off of her because of it. Afterall Gunn is the primary reason she's using magic, and it's taking a serious toll on her mentally.

"I don't know what the fuck you did to get her to believe that load od fucking shit, but when she comes to her senses she'll kill you." Gunn assures him. He still believes she'll find a way to fix it. Maybe, or maybe not. She's just told him she can't protect him forever, and for the first time in her life she doesn't want to. If she weren't already involved she'd walk away from the whole thing.....but it's Gattling, and sadly for all Viv's attempts at control, Gattling knows what strings to pull to make Viv dance.....except for right now. It's having a crushing affect on him. He's just sitting there glaring at Dan.

Vivienne comes back inside, she is still unhappy but now she seems a tad anxious.

Gattling gets up. "You believe this guy's bullshit?" he asks her.

She rolls her eyes. She always has been the smart one.

Daniel settled into the sofa and crossed an ankle over the opposit knee, taking a long, slow drink after Gattling's short outburst. He seemed too calm. I know of three other people, a demon, and an elf in Bayfield that can remain so damned calm and everyone of them have lost or are loosing their minds. Dan's not lost his yet. But whose to say.

"Rosie just know got your lovely but mildly disgruntled sister to agree that she might meet you (now how did he know that?) and here you do this." He shook his head in a 'shame shame' fashion, eyes closed. He opened then to look over Gattling on the floor as if he were a dog who'd just been beat and was now being critisized.

she'll kill you

"She may kill me after my parents are dead and their ashes scattered at the four corrners of the earth. Until then, you'll just have to endure my pressance." He sent a strong spear of probbing at Gattling, like three arrows in a row, then let it die. Taunting. They were strong enough to break a barrier, but he'd weakened them so that, beyond a mild headache, Gattling wouldn't be hurt in the least.

"You believe this guy's bulshit?" She rolls her eyes

"I believe that is a yes." He hasn't changed his tone from polite and conversational through the entire moment. "Vivienne, you look digruntled." Nope. He hadn't called her disgruntled to her back, since he was doing it now.

"Gattling, you're potential to piss me off has grown exponetially in the 9 years since I've last seen you face to face. "she says. She sounds disgruntled too. "But don't worry, We'll still meet, We're going to pretend this little fiasco hasn't happened, I'm not in the habit of needlessly upsetting people who already have enough stress in their lives. Try not to screw anything else up." Viv says.

"How long has this been going on?Gattling asks in clear disgust at the situation.

"I'm not answereing anymore questions right now. It's past time that you left. You have the phone number, call before you drop by, period. Are we clear?" she says to Gunn.

He sighs the resigned sigh of a petulant child.

"Good, and this isn't to be mentioned to your girlfriend." she says walking over and opening her door.

He looke sullen but he goes to the door. "Vivienne, the uhm pistol.....

She gets the pistol, gives Dan and irritated look, and hands the unloaded piece to Gunn. "Now out." She says with a point at the door and a scowl.

Is he gonna leave too? He almost whines, definitely jealous.

"Soon enough, I have someone I can't explain either of you to, now out. And obey me this time. Quit doing stupid things to upset your pregnant girl friend. You'll stress her so much she miscarries. We can talk another time, but go." she says insistantly.

Her comment about not being able to explain either of them seems to actually do something, Gattling nods and goes throught the door. "I love you." he tells her.

"Goodnight Gattie." she says and she shuts and locks the door.

Once Gunn's out she turns her attention back to Dan.

You'll stress her so much she miscarries.

Daniel stiffened and straightened a little. He'd tried to protect that child far too much in just the two short months while Rose was healing with Gattlings help to let one stupid man ruin it. He voiced as much.

"I swear to God, if that child dies, I will not hesitate to kill your brother," so he won't even talk to Gattling at that point and addresses Vivienne instead. "No matter what Rosie wants." Was that a warning or a threat. Possibly a warning for now and a threat if Rose miscarried.

"I love you." he tells her.

"Goodnight Gattie." she says

"Go tell your brother you love him." Because it's that important. Daniel at least knew that Vivienne couldn't not love her brother if she really was willing to live hell to protect him. He took another drink of the water.

"Sure, tell me you'll kill him and then tell me that. Conflicted bastard aren't you?" But she does go outside after her brother. She closes the door behind her. She doesn't seem at all bothered by leaving Dan alone in there.

She returns after about ten minutes. She doesn't look any happier. She still looks ready to chew nails or bite the heads off rattlesnakes. She shuts the door and looks at Dan. "I suppose I should give you the number, I wasn't thinking that you might not be able to get to me, the last time we talked. " she goes back out into her kitchen and looks at the food. She ignores it after a long glance.

"As irritating as he is, your sister could do much worse. I think on some level you know that, inspite of your total contempt for him....."she says. She looks around for the steak knife she is sure she had taken out.

Conflicted bastard aren't you?

He chuckled a little, even smiled faintly. It's amazing how similar his smile is to Rose's but how unlike their parents they look. "Only a little," he replied. Actually, it had a lot to do with her show of willingness to die for Gattling's happiness that's got him going at this point. If she's willing, then she must love him. But with his parents hanging around the city, you never exactly knew when the last time you saw eachother would be.

It's almost suprising to find that Vivienne and Daniel have quite a bit in common with eachother.

When she came back he nodded about the phone number and pulled a cellular phone from his jacket pocket. "It would be nice. It's rather annoying to try and hunt you down from three seperate homes."

As irritating as he is, your sister could do much worse.

"Probably." He admitted. "Now I know what drew them togather I can find myself willing to...abide by Rose's wishes. But I dislike him either way." Because he's got my sister. Jelousy? Probably.

Viv gave a smirk at him mentioning three residences, she was working on fixing that, she couldn't have people knowing where all her hidey holes were.

"Dislike him all you want, even I do at times, but I'd suggest you confine your torment to the verbal variety if you encounter him, I'd have to frown on any thing more than that. "she said as she resigned herself to getting out another steak knife.

She knows she really needs to send him on his way soon, but she stalls. She doesn't want him leaving to close on Gatt's heals, Gatt might do something stupid. To a point she trusts Dan, he doesn't want to rile his sister. A perplexing situation in and of itself. Viv will dwell on it later though.

She brings up another point of curiosity, "Your folks don't like not having your sister under their thumb.....what about you, how are they going to feel when they figure out someone is healing you? Should they learn of my connection with Gatt I'm sure they'd be delighted. " she says sarcastically. " Does this pose any additional danger to you?" she asks, she expresses no concearn for herself in this.

"I confined myself very well this evening I believe. It was, if memory serves me, he who threw kicks and tried to reach me." He sounded pleasent and calm, watching her remove the knife from the drawer unphased. Had he known that was what she'd been looking for he'd have probably told her that he'd put it away. Maybe.

your folks don't like not having your sister under their thumb.....what about you, how are they going to feel when they figure out someone is healing you?

He thought about that for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders, the holster tightening and loosening over his back and side. "I'm sure that when I came home after being shot without a gunshot wound, they realized I was being healed. I'm also sure they expected me to find a healer eventually." Then he frowned and turned his head to the side just slightly. "If they find out that you are the one helping me, with your connection with Gattling, they'd probably beat me to hell and back for allowing him to slip from my grasp so easily and so often. So yes, I'd say it probably is a little risk to my health."

He frowned at her. "Potentially one to yours as well. And Gattling and Rose. But my being healthy is important in my protecting Rose...and in turn, Gattling." His smile was bitter. "The greater of two evils."

"He was posturing, he knows better than to actually do anything in my house. He can be a little prick." she says in reference to Gattling. Still the leg likely makes him fell he has to prove something, she isn't sure how it's affected him.

He frowned and let her know it could be a threat to her own health. She shrugged, " I don't think I suffer the same way you do. " she said in an almost cryptic fashion. Should his parents get the best of her, she doubted it would result in her death. Being beaten within a milimeter of her life is something that Viv is used to....in fact at times it has benefits for her. She isn't about to explain that though. Still it's intelligent for her to avoid drawing attention to herself.
"I'll try not to be stupid and revealany link though. If I can just keep him out the mix. Sometimes Gatt is far too stubborn."

Viv cuts up a few things on the plate and eats nothing. She's thinking, and not about the food. "You don't take my brother's threats about me killing you very seriosuly." she says in a wry tone.

He shook his head. "Not anymore I don't. He's got higher priorities." Not anymore, because when Gattling had burst into that appartment after Rosie had shot him, Gattlings military was showing. Daniel had known that had Rose let him, Gattling would have shot him dead at that very moment.

"Rosie's told him not to kill me, though I'm not sure how far that saves me from his trying to beat me. And I doubt that he is very likely to hire someone else to kill me, with or without Rosie's permission." He's a very good judge of character. That and the fact that he's looked at all of Gattling's records that he could get his hands on.

"Besides. If he's willing to kill me against my sister's permission, he isn't right for her and he doesn't deserve her." So if Gattling tries to kill him, he's likely to kill Gattling. No lieing to Vivienne. There was no need to.

"Oh he'll obey your sister, Gatt's just that way, He doesn't mistreat women folk. He'll listen to her.....me on the other hand....I don't listen very well, as you already pointed out at our previous meeting. There are times when I'm not entirely lucid. Simply fair warning." She tells him. She's covered the plate of food and the now cooled pyrex dishes and put them in the fridge. She's moved on to cleaning the utensils while she talks.

"You should go soon. Gatt's far enough away to not be tempted to stupidity, though he is a little calmer than he was. He had the wrong idea about you being here....." she laughs shakiing her head, " Must be on his list of worst nightmares....I think I convinced him that isn't what was going on though. "

It's easy to see why Gatt thought it, with the way Viv is dressed.

"I certinly hope, for his sake and Rosie's sanity, that he's entirly calmed down, or at least enough to pretend to be so, by the time he gets to wherever it is they are now."

He eyed her shirt momentarily for the first time that evening and gave his head a shake.

"And you dress like this often?" He smirked softly at the thought as he stood and adjusted one of the guns beneath his arm, then picked up the duster and slipped his arms through while pulling the jacket across his shoulders.

He eyed her shirt momentarily for the first time that evening and gave his head a shake.

"And you dress like this often?"

She notices the smirk and rolls her eyes again.

"At times. I don't have to stand off to the side of the door when people look through the peekhole if I do....."She says, she's not entirely joking. If she knows she's goig to "Fix" a fellow, she tends to dress like that and bend down to fix a few things in their dwelling. It's how she at times gains trust ot get in and administer the ass beatings with her tools, or her barehands.

"Lately though, no. I was expecting.....am expecting, someone. The other reason you should go, the less you know about him the better." she says, What she isn't saying, that should be clear is, Leave my boyfriend alone. Viv would say no to some requests from Gattling....but matters of the heart, another story entirely.

He smiled. "I see." And he turned to look at the reflection in the window, making carfully sure that his duster hid both weapons from sight, then he turned from the window and moved to the door without much question. He'll harass Gattling to the breaking point, but Vivienne he would only push so far. He felt as though they had a mutual truce and a partial understanding. And she was healing him in moments, something that would have taken him weeks. He would only push her so far before breaking off the teasing.

As he reached the door, he half turned to face her. "Thank you, again."