Icy was released from the hospital that night. Lucille on the other hand was to be kept under closer watch for another day or two. "Just to make sure that there really are no more complications" one of the doctors had declared. And so Icy found herself walking down the streets alone. About ten minutes of walking had Icy muttering to herself about how she should have called Darcy (even though the woman was at work) and demanded a ride home. But she was still holding on to the idea of stealing at least a little money from the woman's paycheck. Of course Stormy was an option too, but Icy had enough near death experiences in the last few months.
The streets of Magix were fairly empty so there was no calling a bus or a cab either. And then a car rounded the corner. "Ah, what the Hell" Icy murmured as she stepped into the very direction of the car, what was one more near death experience to her anyways? It's not like she'd kill the baby with her, and the car would stop anyhow.
The car came to a screeching halt a measly two feet from her. "Are you out of your mind?" Shouted the man driving the vehicle.
"Absolutely." Icy answered quite honestly.
"What the hell would you do that for?" The man asked getting out of his car, slamming the door shut behind him.
"Just wanted a ride home. You just so happened to be one of the few people actually driving tonight." Icy replied looking the man up and down.
He was fairly tall--but not taller than she--with a pretty muscular frame and a strong jaw line. Not bad. Icy thought to herself. Upon studying him further Icy noted a pair of golden eyes and a head of magenta hair that hung loosely down to his ear. The man was clad in a tuxedo.
"Why are you wearing a tux?" Icy asked simply.
"I don't know, why are you wearing a hospital gown." The man returned the question.
A question that instantly had Icy cursing herself for forgetting to change back into her regular attire. Hell, she probably hadn't even tied her hair back up! With a swift snap of her fingers Icy had replaced that gaudy hospital gown with her diamond studded skirt and it's matching top. She decided that she'd just leave her hair down, she'd just be taking letting it loose anyways upon going to bed.
The man seemed to cringe. "Do you have a problem with this?" Icy motioned to her clothing.
He shook his head. "No,no. Not at all." He answered a little to quickly for Icy. Before she could say anything he spoke up again. "I'm wearing this tux because I had a job interview."
"Oh. And how did that go?" Icy inquired, not truly caring either way around, she just wanted her ride home.
"Fine I suppose. I've been having trouble finding a job lately." He confessed.
Just great. Icy muttered to herself. If this average guy can't get a job, how the hell is someone who tried to take over the universe going to get a job? How the hell did Darcy get a job? "Are you listening to me." The man pulled her from her thoughts.
"No. Don't bother repeating yourself. That is unless your going to do so in the car, as you escort me home." Icy tapped her pointer against her chin.
"Are you sure you want to get in a car with me?" He asked.
"Well I'm damn sure I don't want to walk another five miles to get home." Icy shrugged.
The man considered. "Alright fine. Tell me where to go."
"No need for speaking." Icy replied as she snatched his keys and took a seat behind the wheel. "You can take the passages seat."
"But this is my car." He protested.
"Sure is. And you can have it back as soon as I'm done with it." Icy smirked. She'd done some pretty reckless things in her lifetime, but she wasn't about to let another stranger touch her again. Then again, taking the stranger's car was pretty reckless too...oh well, she was already behind the wheel.
"I swear to God, if you kidnap me..." He started.
"Does it look like I have time for that. I just want to get home, get dinner, and go to sleep...in my own bed as opposed to the hospital bed." Icy cut him off. And without giving the man time to buckle his seat belt she took off.
"So,what was it that you were saying?" Icy asked after a moment of silence.
"Nothing. Never mind. It wasn't that important." The man replied.
"But you were so eager to tell me before." Icy rolled her eyes.
"Yes, you look familiar. I thought you were...an old friend of mine. I realized you weren't her, so never mind." he responded.
"Whatever dude." Icy stated as she pulled into the parking lot. She got out of the car and stood there for a moment, as the man made his way to the driver's side. "Thanks for the lift..." Icy started.
"Duman." Duman filled in.
"Icy." She replied simply. "See you around, Duman." She tossed him his keys, walked into the apartment complex, and pulled the door shut.
Truth be told he hoped he wouldn't see her around. He didn't particularity want her to know that he was the man who could have saved her. He should have just told her in the car instead of pulling that 'never mind' bullshit. He kicked the tire of his car--what a shitty way to end the night.
The streets of Magix were fairly empty so there was no calling a bus or a cab either. And then a car rounded the corner. "Ah, what the Hell" Icy murmured as she stepped into the very direction of the car, what was one more near death experience to her anyways? It's not like she'd kill the baby with her, and the car would stop anyhow.
The car came to a screeching halt a measly two feet from her. "Are you out of your mind?" Shouted the man driving the vehicle.
"Absolutely." Icy answered quite honestly.
"What the hell would you do that for?" The man asked getting out of his car, slamming the door shut behind him.
"Just wanted a ride home. You just so happened to be one of the few people actually driving tonight." Icy replied looking the man up and down.
He was fairly tall--but not taller than she--with a pretty muscular frame and a strong jaw line. Not bad. Icy thought to herself. Upon studying him further Icy noted a pair of golden eyes and a head of magenta hair that hung loosely down to his ear. The man was clad in a tuxedo.
"Why are you wearing a tux?" Icy asked simply.
"I don't know, why are you wearing a hospital gown." The man returned the question.
A question that instantly had Icy cursing herself for forgetting to change back into her regular attire. Hell, she probably hadn't even tied her hair back up! With a swift snap of her fingers Icy had replaced that gaudy hospital gown with her diamond studded skirt and it's matching top. She decided that she'd just leave her hair down, she'd just be taking letting it loose anyways upon going to bed.
The man seemed to cringe. "Do you have a problem with this?" Icy motioned to her clothing.
He shook his head. "No,no. Not at all." He answered a little to quickly for Icy. Before she could say anything he spoke up again. "I'm wearing this tux because I had a job interview."
"Oh. And how did that go?" Icy inquired, not truly caring either way around, she just wanted her ride home.
"Fine I suppose. I've been having trouble finding a job lately." He confessed.
Just great. Icy muttered to herself. If this average guy can't get a job, how the hell is someone who tried to take over the universe going to get a job? How the hell did Darcy get a job? "Are you listening to me." The man pulled her from her thoughts.
"No. Don't bother repeating yourself. That is unless your going to do so in the car, as you escort me home." Icy tapped her pointer against her chin.
"Are you sure you want to get in a car with me?" He asked.
"Well I'm damn sure I don't want to walk another five miles to get home." Icy shrugged.
The man considered. "Alright fine. Tell me where to go."
"No need for speaking." Icy replied as she snatched his keys and took a seat behind the wheel. "You can take the passages seat."
"But this is my car." He protested.
"Sure is. And you can have it back as soon as I'm done with it." Icy smirked. She'd done some pretty reckless things in her lifetime, but she wasn't about to let another stranger touch her again. Then again, taking the stranger's car was pretty reckless too...oh well, she was already behind the wheel.
"I swear to God, if you kidnap me..." He started.
"Does it look like I have time for that. I just want to get home, get dinner, and go to sleep...in my own bed as opposed to the hospital bed." Icy cut him off. And without giving the man time to buckle his seat belt she took off.
"So,what was it that you were saying?" Icy asked after a moment of silence.
"Nothing. Never mind. It wasn't that important." The man replied.
"But you were so eager to tell me before." Icy rolled her eyes.
"Yes, you look familiar. I thought you were...an old friend of mine. I realized you weren't her, so never mind." he responded.
"Whatever dude." Icy stated as she pulled into the parking lot. She got out of the car and stood there for a moment, as the man made his way to the driver's side. "Thanks for the lift..." Icy started.
"Duman." Duman filled in.
"Icy." She replied simply. "See you around, Duman." She tossed him his keys, walked into the apartment complex, and pulled the door shut.
Truth be told he hoped he wouldn't see her around. He didn't particularity want her to know that he was the man who could have saved her. He should have just told her in the car instead of pulling that 'never mind' bullshit. He kicked the tire of his car--what a shitty way to end the night.