The Joys of Jet Lag

[thegooseguy]

Who: Seith Morgan [Conrad] and Edie Steinlen [Snow White]
Where: The Pen
When: Right around 6:00 PM, Wednesday
What: A very jet-lagged Seith attempts to make it into the Pen and his room with far to much luggage, Edie saves his camera bag and then plies him with dinner and cocoa. :)
Rating: G-Rated
Satus: Complete!

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[giftapfel]

She spent more and more time in the building now that her schedule allowed, but part of this was indeed due to the fact that she was in no way excited about the idea of returning to an empty house that night. It seemed that what usually was a four hour stint in the Pentameron for cleaning had turned into an all day excursion for her and so she had gone out a second time for dinner. Edie had been on her to bring a plate of what she had made for supper to Bob, only to surprisingly find a man struggling into the front door with a wealth of bags. A sympathetic smile soon melting over her features as the dishes were shifted into one hand as she hurried towards him.

"Poor man, let me help you with those!"

The plates met the front desk, and a hand went out to catch the camera that had weasled its way to his wrist from hitting the floor.

[thegooseguy]

A gasp escaped Seith as the camera bag, his life's blood and reason for living, slid precariously toward the floor. It then became a sigh of relief as a hand shot out to grab the bag, saving the precious equipment from certain doom. Releasing his arm from the camera bag's strap, Seith managed to shift the larger suitcase to one side, propping it against the wall just inside the door and stepped all the way in, twisting the smaller suitcase so that it no longer caught on the doorframe. Only then did he manage to glance at his valiant rescuer.

"Thank you so much," he said, truly thankful, "You have no idea the certain doom you've just saved me from." Edie's good deed was rewarded with a tired but genuine smile, "I'm Seith. I don't think we've met." He released his grasp on the smaller suitcase to extend a hand toward her.

[giftapfel]

"It's absolutely not a problem, I can imagine..." Oh, she had felt terrified for the man, just the thought of the same sort of harm coming to one of knives made her feel ill. The camera, cradled delicately in her hands as if some fragile bird was taken once he released it and placed across her chest and over her shoulder in order to keep it safe while taking his hand, shaking it gently.

"We haven't, I'm Edie. It's nice to meet you.." He seemed so tired..or sick..as if he'd been damn well beaten and she was just itching to take care of him. "Are you alright?"

[thegooseguy]

"Just jet lag, luv," he mumbled, shaking her hand in return, the weariness making his already thick accent even thicker. "Bit of bad planning on my part. Took a red eye from London then worked a full day before coming here. I should've never let the client talk me into it." He shook his head, bemused.

"But I'm here now, so all's well. Just have to make it to my room and then I can pass out for twelve hours or so." He smiled ruefully.