Open RP post for Maggie Garcia

[talesuntold]

Because we chose to tell the truth
(The cool of age, the rage of youth)
And stand against the lies of old
(The whispers soft, the tales untold)
We find ourselves the walking dead
(The loves unkept, the words unsaid)
And in the crypt of all we've known
(The broken blade, the breaking stone)
We know that we were in the right
(The coming dawn, the ending night).
So here is where we stop the lies.
The time is come. We have to Rise.

—From Dandelion Mine, the blog of Magdalene Grace Garcia, August 7, 2041.

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[notawaterfall]

"I admit the yappers aren't my favorite beastie but then I can't think of one that is. I'm sure they're fine company." And she would certainly be visiting at some point if only out of a horrid combination of loneliness and boredom.

"I can believe it. That's one of the things I learned doing my blog, as stunning as my intellect is, I'm not a natural at everything and sometimes there's no substitute for talent." Which was why Dorena didn't interview people. She'd known from living with Felix that a top notch mind didn't always translate into brilliance at a chosen profession. She was convinced the whole world had lost out on a brilliant mathematician when he'd died.

[talesuntold]

"I love dogs." Obviously, Maggie. "I'm too close to town to have a large one, and my father would probably have a conniption if I tried, but all of my tiny rescues at least keep the house from getting too empty in between house guests. I try not to have many of those in between periods." She got lonely too. Maggie had never been at all fond of solitude.

Well, at least Dorena doesn't have any false modesty. Maggie grins. "No one's a natural at quite everything, not even you. You seem like you know how to play to your strengths, though."

[notawaterfall]

"Why dogs, if you don't mind the question?" Why not cats or rodents or lizards? "My mother insisted we keep some of the horses but I was never allowed within twenty feet of the oat munching monstrosities."

Truthfully, Dorena would like having a snake of she were ever in a place where that wouldn't be outside her price range.

"I'm glad you think so." Dorena couldn't help but smile at that. "Sometimes I think about taking stuff down from when I was first starting but I like to think it gives people a better appreciation for how my talents have matured." Possibly a double entendre but not one Dorena was ashamed of.

[talesuntold]

"Because I'm fond of them. I appreciate the affection, and most animals don't offer it quite so freely. I like other animals well enough. I've ridden horses a couple times, but that was as big a rebellion as my party phase. My father had fits when he found out." He had never found out about some of her other indiscretions, but that one had taken place on the property of someone he knew, and people gossiped.

Maggie chuckled in quiet approval of the comment. "No sense being embarrassed by anything you've shared. Change is worth appreciating."

[notawaterfall]

"That sounds very exciting. The part with the horses. I'm not sure I've ever been near that many dogs. It should be an adventure." Dorena said, definitely planning to visit now.

"I like to think so. And new is worth celebrating. Congratulations again on your success! You earned it."

[talesuntold]

"An adventure in over-excited friendly canines. I promise they'll calm down after a minute, though you may have to discourage cuddling if you don't want any of them climbing into your lap.

"Thank you again. Let me know when you feel like stopping by, Dorena."

[notawaterfall]

Dorena pulled up to the gate. Her rental car was a decent one but the driver's seat was on the wrong side and it had taken her hours longer than intended. "Well, you called. I came at a gallop," Dorena said into the speaker.

[talesuntold]

Dinner was waiting, and Maggie had kept it hot. Warmly, she replied, "I'm so glad to hear it. Are you ready for the flood of enthusiastic dogs, or should I keep them inside while I come out to meet you? A temporary reprieve."

[notawaterfall]

"Let's get the greeting over with. The sooner that happens, the sooner they'll calm down, yes?" Dorena knew very little about dogs though she had been doing some research. "Leave them as they are."

She prepared to drive in.

[talesuntold]

"Yes," Maggie promised. She waited until she heard the car stop, then opened the house door and let all of the dogs precede her out into the yard.

She grinned, ready to scold any who actually tried to jump on Dorena, and called out softly, "There's roasted chicken in the oven, and raspberry cheesecake for dessert, so I hope you're hungry." Dairy substitutes had gotten better and better. Her cheesecake was almost indistinguishable from the ones people had made before she was born. "It's so good to see you, Dorena."

[notawaterfall]

"Oh my God." Dorena said, eyes wide at the sight of the gamboling flock of bulldogs. She carefully got out of the car and knelt on the ground, waiting for the dogs to come to her.

"Sounds delicious." She smiled at Maggie. "It's been too long."

[talesuntold]

There was no keeping the dogs from coming to Dorena unless Maggie had left them shut in the house.

"That sounds more apprehensive than some of the 'oh my god's they've prompted," she teased lightly. "No one bites, I promise. Stoker, Kitty, Toast, down."

The three dogs in question dropped back and reluctantly put all four feet on the ground. Maggie gave all the dogs a minute to settle, then told Dorena, "Stand up so I can hug you."

[notawaterfall]

"There's so many of them," Dorena said, only mildly defensive. It had been years since she'd seen so many animals in one place.

"If you must." She obediently stood and held out her arms, trying not to let it show too badly that it had been years since she'd had more than a peck on the cheek with her clothes on. When Maggie hugged her, she hugged back more tightly than her verbal response would have suggested.

[talesuntold]

"Most people would say there are too many," Maggie agreed cheerfully. "I have enough space here, though, and the time to care for them, given I work from home."

She'd always been good at feeling out what people needed, and when Dorena's arms tightened around her, Maggie instinctively held on. She didn't cling quite so hard, but her grip was solid and the hug was anything but cursory. Maggie would pull back slowly as soon as Dorena showed signs of letting go. Not before.

[notawaterfall]

"It's just a lot." Dorena said, waving it away. "I'll likely get used to it Except maybe the slobber. That is so difficult to get out of clothes."

She let go in fairly short order, very aware of social boundaries. Living in a world where forceful or odd gestures could be misinterpreted as amplification, made her wary about crossing them. Still, she smiled, as she stepped back. "Well, if this is the outside, I can hardly wait for the inside." She was trying to skip past any potential awkwardness, assuming her hug spoke for her enthusiasm for seeing Maggie.

[talesuntold]

"My house has excellent laundry. I'm sure they'll survive, and I'll replace them if they don't." But really, Maggie's clothes are all in one piece. If slobber were enough to ruin them, she would have nothing left to wear.

Maggie has fewer social boundaries in that respect than most people from her generation. She'll be alert for small signs of discomfort, but she likes physical contact, and she does touch her friends. "Come on, then, before dinner gets cold."

[notawaterfall]

"Oh good. My clothing budget is somewhat more limited than it used to be." Meant mostly about Maggie having good laundry but the offer for replacements was very appreciated.

Dorena would take a few days to adjust and then she'd be a cuddle bug or at least more cuddly than average. She followed Maggie cheerfully. "Anyone else here, or....?"

[talesuntold]

"I only touch the interest from my trust fund, but that should cover a few things, even if the house laundry didn't take care of it." She does make most of her day to day living off of her writing now, which is... nice. It feels gratifyingly earned in a way that her parents' money doesn't. Maggie still allows herself some luxuries, though.

She shakes your head. "Just you. Everyone has finally finished trickling out from last week's movie night." It did take a week for the last straggler or two to leave, which is exactly how Maggie likes things.

[notawaterfall]

"More than fine." Dorena waved a hand. She probably wouldn't need anything if Maggie's laundry were that good.

"I'll keep you company, then. I'm told I can be quite entertaining when I put my mind to it." She gave Maggie a cheeky grin.

[talesuntold]

"I'll feed you in exchange for the entertainment," Maggie promised, grinning back. "I can always use more of that, and you're creative enough that I'm sure it will be interesting. It gets so quiet here without company."

She beckoned Dorena after her, into the house, which smelled like the promised dinner.

[notawaterfall]

"Quiet is not something I'm known for," Dorena said, following Maggie. "And I'm known to be quite entertaining and creative if I do say so my- What is that smell? That's wonderful. Feed me, Seymour."

[talesuntold]

"You can hardly avoid getting fed here. I like cooking, and I even grow fruits and vegetables out back." Which was part of how she lured people into staying for longer than a movie marathon. Maggie enjoyed playing hostess.

She led the way through the house, a comfortable sort of cluttered rather than impeccably neat, and into her kitchen. "Wine?" she asked with a small smile.

[notawaterfall]

"Wine would be lovely. As would fruits and veggies." Dorena said cheerfully.

"I like your kitchen. Mine is cramped and darker. Then again, I rarely use it." She shrugged. Most of her money went to cameras and microphones.

[talesuntold]

"I try to always have mouths to feed." Technically she did, regardless of lack of houseguests, but the dogs were different. "It helps having a kitchen I like working in. Red alright?"

She pulled out a good bottle of wine. Not quite as nice as her parents served at their functions, but then, Maggie tended to be a little more down to earth in her house.

"If we watch a move later, any preferences?" Movies: another thing that was almost unavoidable in Maggie's house if you spent any amount of time there.

[notawaterfall]

Despite all of the reasons Dorena might be expected to know about wine, she'd never developed a very good palate. She recognized the name and made an appreciative noise. "More than fine.

"Hmm. How do you feel about keeping the insects normal sized and going more for demons and ghosts?"