Topic: A not-so-surprise visit.

Pslyder

Date: 2010-01-05 16:24 EST
Gliding through the chill morning air, his eyes found his destination rather quickly. Winging over into a slow dive, the former cyber-elf-turned-dragon changed as he came in to land. Wings furling as his boots touched the snow-covered ground, blurring into the back of his denim jacket, Pslyder strolled past the emergency-room entrance, heading for the main doors of the clinic itself.

Mirrored visor-style sunglasses reflected the room as he looked around for the information desk. Strolling up with an easy-going smile, his voice drawled out quietly.

"'Scuse me, miss. Y'mind tellin' me where Ah might 'appen t'find miss Xenia? She might be expectin' me."

Xenia Chirikova

Date: 2010-01-05 19:41 EST
Phyllia looked up from her phone call at the man who just entered, seeing her reflection in his sunglasses. She smiled politely and held up a finger to him to indicate she would be with him in just a moment.

"Of course, Mr. Ergin, I shall transfer you right now!" she ended the call brightly, pressing a button before hanging up.

Looking back up to the gentleman, Phyllia smiled appreciatively. "Hello, sir. Of course, just go down this hallway, turn left at the next hallway and you will find the door for her office on the right, next to Dr. Valkonan's office." She even directed him with her hands!

Pslyder

Date: 2010-01-06 01:34 EST
"Much obliged, petit." A nod, before moving along the hallway, following the helpful woman's directions to the letter. A smile, and muted chuckle, as the thought of knocking on the good doctor's door and interrupting the phone call he knew she was having. Instead, he turned to the other door, and knocked.

Xenia Chirikova

Date: 2010-01-06 02:00 EST
"Nyet, Alper, I absolutely vill not," she replied, sounding scandalized. "Oh hush, I am transferring you now. Stop it or I vill tell Anya you are harassing me," she warned, shaking her head as she dropped a hand to push a button, hanging the phone up. Mutters in her native language.

At the knock, she looks up in surprise, murmuring, "Vho could that be?" Tidies up her desk briefly, before clearing her throat. "Come in." Folds her hands together in her lap as she leans back, sighing softly.

Pslyder

Date: 2010-01-06 20:21 EST
Chuckling softly as he pushed open the door, his drawl quiet in the confines of her office.

"Grrr. So, y'up fer'a li'l kidnappin' b'fo' lunch?"

Slipping the mirrorshades off of his face, Psly followed up his question with a mischievous wink.

"Ah'll leave th' choice'a lunch up t'you. Sound fair?"

Xenia Chirikova

Date: 2010-01-06 20:48 EST
She looked surprised to see him, gold gaze widening considerably before looking away semi-bashfully. "Oh, I vas not expecting you," she muttered, rouge hue coloring alabaster cheeks. Then looking back swiftly, she rose a brow. "You are not serious are you?" Stare. "You are," softly, at his wink.

An incredulous shake of her head tinkled with light laughter. "Oh, you are sneaky. I haff to give you credit." A low dip of her chin. "I zink zat is quite fair, spasibo."

"Just give me one moment," she asked. There was someting devious in that smile, curling at the idea of the thrill of taking off during the work day. Leaning forward, she typed up a quick e-mail for Maranya to let her know she was taking an early and long lunch.

Pslyder

Date: 2010-01-06 20:56 EST
Psly waited until Xenia completed whatever tasks she needed to do, before holding the door open for her.

"Ah 'ope y'dressed up warm. It's a mite chilly up theah t'day."

Smirking as she readied herself, then following her out of the Clinic, to stand in the wan sunlight, squinting upward.

"Ah suppose Ah'll 'old off askin' ya where y'wanna eat until we onna way back."

Then, moving a few steps away, he blurred, and stretched out on all fours, wings spread wide. The light glinted off of his blue scales as he crouched down enough for her to get a leg over his neck.

"Y'ready fer this?"

Xenia Chirikova

Date: 2010-01-06 21:16 EST
She rose steadfastly from her seat, satisfied with the e-mail. Clicking to send it, she turned away from the desk to grab her coat from the coatrack. Shrugging it on with ease, she smiled softly for Psly before stepping past him and into the hallway. Low chuckle. "Do you know vhere I am from?" looking up to him skeptically as she followed him out.

The sunlight always managed to blind her, and she blinked several times before getting a hold of her bearings. Another chuckle as she looks up at him blindly. "Gives me time to zink, zen."

Slender, chestnut brow rose curiously at his feral movement. Gold widened at the view he left her with. For some reason, this wasn't quite what she expected. "Oh," she mumbled, moving forward cautiously before slinging a leg around him. "I feel silly doing this," she admitted, "But I am as ready as I vill ever be." Sucks in a deep breath.

Pslyder

Date: 2010-01-06 21:21 EST
Thirty-feet of wingspan spreading out, as he waited for her to get herself comfortable, before gathering himself and leaping upward, wings clawing at the air to gain altitude. Quickly they rose, chill wind shearing past them as he gained speed.

"'Ol' tight!"

Xenia Chirikova

Date: 2010-01-06 22:10 EST
The wings kind of freaked her out, to be perfectly honest. Beginning to second-guess her decision, she mumbled, "Oh boyzhinka spasi krisnanee." She snapped her eyes shut as he took off roughly.

Hold tight?! Her knuckles had already turned white from beneatht he gloves the second he began his ascent of the open skies. Gripping onto him, she nodded in response to his directive, though he probably couldn't see.