icecoldfrost: (on phone)
[personal profile] icecoldfrost
"~Portfoilo diversification is fun for me and maybe-fun for you but mostly fun for me~" Emma sang under her breath as she worked on her tablet, curled up on her futon. The best part about starting/owning your own company? If you wanted to work from bed in your pjs, YOU COULD. "Oooo...shiny. Mine."

Had she just bought a nightclub in the area that would be District X in a few years? Yes, yes she had, and sometimes having gone to high school in the future was seriously helpful. Not everything turned out the same -- pop stars had different hits, betting on sports hadn't panned out -- but some things? Some things the universe liked to keep running in a particular way. Lately Emma had been funneling a portion of her investment profits into real estate as a side-project, and she was already seeing a few nice returns beyond improved economic stability in the areas she was investing in. "Your name will be 'eVolution,' because I think I'm funny," she informed her screen, "--and now I get to hire people to get you up and running, and get a management company for you, a few layers of investors, and have an accessibility assessment done and your guts checked for asbestos and--."

Her reverie was broken by the 'ping' of an email alert, and Emma switched over to see if it was something she could ignore for now or was a crisis from the school (which was almost ready to re-open), her office, or the Hellfire Club.

It turned out to be none of the above. The realtor she'd hired had just sent her a private listing -- this moving thing was taking forever and 3/4ths of Emma's life was already boxed up but she'd yet to find something suitable -- so she opened it out of curiosity, to see what she'd been sent this time.

She was on the phone just seconds later. "Yes. Offer them thirteen -- the place next door isn't in as good repair and that's got to pull down the value a bit, and it's Soho, not the Upper East Side for fuck's sake. Plus that basement room appears to need finishing, it's practically naked," Finishing with a discreet contractor to reconfigure that storage room/closet/facilities room to add containment for Jack, for starters, and maybe an indoor sauna, "--But I'm willing to go as high as thirty if it means we don't have to get into a bidding war. Close it and close it now, before they get any other offers."

The moment she was off the phone, Emma was sending out a series of text messages. One to Candy, asking her if she still wanted to get out of her parent's place, one to Jack, with just a link to see if he liked it as much as she hoped he would, then there was a call back from her agent -- the woman was damned efficient, Emma was going to have to hire her for other projects -- with confirmation, and then one to everyone else:

Auntie Emma is calling in her favors, children. Who wants to help her move? Take-out and booze provided, and volunteers get to play in the jacuzzi after we're done.

[OOC: NFB, open post! If you think you got the text, you totally did!]

Date: 2015-10-22 07:03 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([pos] this is all right)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
Nice place, Jack texted back, laconically. He hadn't taken Emma's real estate hunt as seriously as he might have, in part because the moving thing was taking forever. Whose is it?

Date: 2015-10-22 08:03 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([pos] smile in sheepskin)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
Somehow, Jack hadn't expected that answer at all. He blinked at his phone for a few minutes before typing in a response.

As if you aren't hipper than it is, he wrote. Congratulations. Would you let me stay over, or is it girls only?

Date: 2015-10-22 08:41 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([pos] grinning in B&W)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
Yay, girlfriend!

"Hi," Jack said, after just enough rings that it wouldn't seem like he'd been staring at the phone. "I was just looking at your house. Did you see the bedroom has a fireplace in it?"

Date: 2015-10-22 08:55 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([neu] smarter than he lets on)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
"... so it's our place?" Jack asked, unusually vulnerable. "I thought -- I didn't want to presume and look like a fool, you know. Especially since it's still a few years before I'll be able to keep you company in that soaking tub every night."

Date: 2015-10-23 02:50 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([neu] pacing)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
"I love it," Jack assured her, laughter in his voice. "There's the basement, and it looks like the deck's got some space, and nobody painted any of the walls hideous colors. And we can figure out my office once I see it."

[OOC: Sorry for vanishing - date night.]

Date: 2015-10-23 03:11 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([pos] smile in sheepskin)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
"Now," Jack said shamelessly. "... but in the real world, maybe Tuesday? It's homecoming weekend, and Eric will kill me if I don't show up for my shift Monday."

A pause. "Are you coming down for Homecoming, by the way?"

Date: 2015-10-23 04:34 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([neu] lecturing)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
"And miss homecoming?" Jack asked, mock-surprised. "Why, Miss Frost. Do you think they'll suspend our alumni status if we do?"

He actually wouldn't mind missing homecoming. Lately it mainly made him feel old.

Date: 2015-10-23 05:45 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: (Default)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
"You're subtle like a ton of bricks, love," Jack told her, and sighed. "So should I plan on furniture shopping with you and Kennedy this weekend?"

Date: 2015-10-23 06:41 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([pos] grinning in B&W)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
"We haven't had quiet private time in a while," Jack said, and went to lie down on his bed. "I wouldn't mind Kennedy so much, but having another psychic in the house does not inspire passion in me. I'm in. I'll poke around online to send you some photos of things I like before I get there."

Date: 2015-10-23 11:55 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([pos] this is all right)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
"Sounds lovely," Jack decided. "Oh, here's a question -- do you think we can be settled enough by December to combine our birthday parties and a proper housewarming?"

Date: 2015-10-24 02:50 am (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([pos] satisfaction)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
"Only because you inspire me," Jack said, fairly puffed with pride. "I love you, and I can't wait to see the new place."

Date: 2015-10-22 11:30 pm (UTC)
furnaceface: (Awright)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
I'll have whatever you're having, Jono texted. I'm not a fussy eater, really. When's moving day?

Date: 2015-10-23 01:18 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Fire - Talking Reason)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Well, it's homecoming weekend coming up, but I have roughly about zero interest in sticking around to have pie thrown at my face at a carnival tomorrow. I could probably be there right away.

Seriously, Jono's last encounter with a carnival involved trying to murder people with fire. It bothered him to no end, sometimes, just how short the collective memory of the committee that planned these things could actually be.

And giving me free run of the food that gets eaten is a dangerous proposition, Emma. You know I'll pick quick-and-dirty after sharing Hannibal's tastes for so long.

He just wanted a bloody hamburger. Or a slice of pizza. Or the greasiest fish and chips he could get his hands on.

Date: 2015-10-23 10:46 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Baffled)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Hey, it had been worth a shot!

You wound me deeply, Emma. But hot dogs and burgers will do well enough. If I fall to my knees in a fit of astonishment, just poke me with your foot a few times, I'll come back around.

... He missed junk food.

And yes, it's Homecoming. I'd say you wouldn't be missing out on much, but I live here. I get my fill already.

Date: 2015-10-25 12:38 am (UTC)
furnaceface: (Awright)
From: [personal profile] furnaceface
Could work, Jono replied. I might take off a bit early on Saturday and then come back Sunday to finish moving what we couldn't quite manage, though. Hannibal and I were going to chaperone the dance Saturday night. And I couldn't possibly leave him alone to fend off not only the current student body, but also the ones that we were rid of.

Date: 2015-10-23 12:53 am (UTC)
brat_intraining: (Eyeing You)
From: [personal profile] brat_intraining
Do you one better, Kennedy texted back. Not only do you get me, you get half a dozen girls with super strength, and maybe the witchy gf if she doesn't get called to help put out a world-ending fire somewhere.

Half a second later:

The kids'd be on the clock, though, so no booze for them. No, seriously. They're on payroll.

Date: 2015-10-23 01:25 am (UTC)
brat_intraining: (Smirky With a Cherry (Dirty?  Probably.))
From: [personal profile] brat_intraining
Oh, the furniture thing. I know how that goes. Give me a few, I can get you a list of suggestions. Replacing things got old real fast after the first couple of batches of newbies. So yes, Kennedy definitely understood.

And let's just call the chocolate a bonus. I'm the boss, I can say so.

Settle down, Kennedy, you're just getting this enterprise started.

Date: 2015-10-23 05:38 am (UTC)
brat_intraining: (Thoughtful (Chosen))
From: [personal profile] brat_intraining
Long story.

Was that going to stop her from telling it over text? No.

Funny-but-not-really thing, not all of the girls who got the shiny Slayer-powers upgrade are into the whole demon-stabby, weekly-apocalypse kind of lifestyle. Catch being? Our spell didn't exactly give them a choice. It's just kinda hard to go back to being, you know, normal when you can bench press a bulldozer.

She must have stopped to hit send there and give her thumbs a brief rest, but then went on.

So, our fault, nobody else really wants to do anything about it, cue me calling up my lawyer about starting a business. We stuck them with the super strength, might as well find a way to let 'em make a living with it, right?

Date: 2015-10-23 03:04 pm (UTC)
brat_intraining: (Um. Oops? (Empty Places))
From: [personal profile] brat_intraining
I knew there were other reasons I liked you. I can think of at least one or two where that teacher thing would be right up their alley. Yes, Kennedy was grinning as she typed, even if she stubbornly refused to use emoji. Most of what we've been doing so far is private security gigs but I'm all about giving them more options. A couple of the older girls might be up for that job. I'll check with them.

There was totally going to be nerdy business talk. Just in a high-class sophisticated way.

Yeah, yeah, I'm being all adult and responsible. I know. Tell no one. It's weird.

Date: 2015-10-23 03:30 pm (UTC)
brat_intraining: (Smirky With a Cherry (Dirty?  Probably.))
From: [personal profile] brat_intraining
Gonna say four, maybe six tops. Might have to make them fight it out.

Not really. Don't be terrible, Kennedy.

I have to figure out who'd get the most out of the trip and won't just screw around. As for that heart thing? Can't let that get out. Bad for PR, right?

Date: 2015-10-23 04:15 pm (UTC)
brat_intraining: (Hmm)
From: [personal profile] brat_intraining
Good thinking. You know we probably could pull off that world domination thing if we really wanted to. Kennedy. No. Some of them could use a little help understanding they have options that aren't, you know, running off to join the circus. This might be good for them.

Where is this place, anyway? I know, not my NY, but close enough.

Date: 2015-10-23 06:00 pm (UTC)
brat_intraining: (Thoughtful (Chosen))
From: [personal profile] brat_intraining
Yeah, Kennedy's wince was practically audible even over text message.

Could be worse. All those months packed into Buffy's house like sardines had lent some perspective, apparently. Besides, the neighbors would probably get less weirded out that someone's getting up to funky things on the full moon. I mean, practical considerations. You know.

Date: 2015-10-23 06:29 pm (UTC)
brat_intraining: (Drinking (Bring On the Night))
From: [personal profile] brat_intraining
Yeah, gotta be honest, I actually don't miss that part much, Kennedy admitted. Can't wait to see the place, anyway.


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