RG AU

[sliceitwithwind]

Day one: A handwritten reminder to call him.
Day two: A bunch of silk flowers. With a note to call him.
Day three: A box of mid-range chocolates.
Day four: A pair of silly, but cheap, earrings.
Day five: An individual creme brulee.
Day six: Tickets to a rock-climbing extravaganza with a hopeful smiley-face.

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[mitochondriaaya]

Day one: Aya turned the note over and over to see if he'd added the number.

Day two: Aya and Maya made little bracelets and wreaths for the younger patients and there was no number in the bottom of the box...

Day three: There was chocolate and the people she could reach, publicly, wouldn't release Braig's number.

Day four: Maya pointed out that Dilan would have Braig's number which made Aya facepalm.

Day five: Aya hung up on Dilan's voice mail, again, and neatly cut the dessert in half.

Day six: Aya growled at her sister and tracked down one of the business offices for the boys in town. The lobby was comfortable and she was willing to wait.

[sliceitwithwind]

Braig wanders in around eleven. "Hey!" he grins...but waits to see which of the girls is actually here.

[mitochondriaaya]

Aya stayed comfortably seated in the cushy chair and looked up at Braig "I lost your number." she said simply. "And people are very protective of your number."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Well, yeah." he admits, "We've got a lot of kinda crazy fan types." It's honest enough, "You've got me now, Aya."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Crazy fan types like those who go for a week giving gifts?" she asked wryly. "Question being, what am I going to do with you?" considering that he was apparently headed into the office.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Go rock climbing with me." he suggests, "There are plenty of places at the event where, like, you won't be too close to people."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Maya has more of a problem with people than I do." she admitted, grinning despite herself. "When does it start?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Friday through Tuesday." Braig says, flopping in a chair next to her, "We can attend as much or as little as you want."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Alright, first order of business though..." she wiggled enough to get her phone out of her pocket "Number! We are not doing this again!"

[sliceitwithwind]

Braig grins at her, "Awww. But it was, like, fun." For him. He gives her his number, however. "Sorry about Dilan not getting your messages, by the way. He only did today. He'd been pushing himself." which meant, of course, that Braig hid his phone and knocked him out.

[mitochondriaaya]

"It was frustrating" she countered with a grin "Call me call me call me and no number." she flicked his hand after putting her phone away.

"It's alright, it felt like cheating to call him for your number anyway. He rested?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yeah. I've kept him down for the last couple of days. He, like, was up for almost a week." Braig rolls his eyes fondly.

[mitochondriaaya]

"From what I've seen of him the 'keeping him down' probably involved chains or something." she chuckled. "He's lucky you keep track." because she totally didn't try to pull the same thing...no, not at all.

Maya knocked her down and sat on her.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Nah." Braig grins, "I switched the coffee to decaf."

[mitochondriaaya]

"You're a cruel and evil person" she looked at him in mock-horror and very blatantly scooted away from him in her chair. "There are limits, Braig! Limits!"

[sliceitwithwind]

His grin gets wider, "You do what you've, like, got to do. Dilan needed it badly."

[mitochondriaaya]

"But the poor, innocent coffee!" she gave up and giggled for a moment "Couldn't you sneak up on him with a needle or something?!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Not really. Not a lot of drugs work on the Keztu." He points out with a wry smile, "They have this tendency to have seizures on stuff that the rest of us ignore."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Alright, blunt force trauma." she was still chuckling "I'm suddenly very glad that Maya has never pulled the decaf thing on me."

[sliceitwithwind]

Braig grins, "Don't tempt her, babe. She's feisty." he likes it. His date with Maya was awesome.

[mitochondriaaya]

"If you ever suggest it to her I'll hurt you." she promised. She knew her sister was feisty, and she'd actually do it if she thought it was necessary.

[sliceitwithwind]

He laughs and says, "Promise?"

[mitochondriaaya]

"Cross my heart." she grinned "I'll get creative on caffeine-dep"

[sliceitwithwind]

He just grins and looks smug.

One of those I am more important than you could ever be types comes bustling in and starts talking to the secretary.

"I need to see Dr. Braig. We have a lot to talk about."

Braig's eyes raise and he shakes his head subtly at the secretary. He doesn't talk to people who don't even recognize him. Seriously.

"So anyway, babe. What days are best for you for the date?"

[mitochondriaaya]

Aya was looking at the man harassing the secretary with distaste. She had vaguely hoped only doctors ended up with that particular tone of voice..."Oh, hmmm? Well, this evening if you're free and tomorrow." Maya had done the 'refusing to schedule people for a few days'.

"Now, if you're bored." she had tennis shoes on, they could make a run for it!