Meals on Feets [Davin]

[littleredsiren]

 It had been a few days since Iris' first encounter with Davin. If she was being honest, her promise to bring him a meal to pay him back for finding her keys had completely slipped her mind. But, thankfully, she'd remembered as soon as she'd woken up this morning, and spent the better part of the day putting together a variety of dishes.

So now she was on his door step, arms loaded down with spanakopita, lemon chicken soup, and a variety of baked desserts, all for her new friend. He certainly wouldn't be going hungry any time soon, if she had anything to say about it.

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[littleredsiren]

"See? So its good I came by. I can take care of you until you feel well enough to do it yourself," she says, smiling at him, even if he can't see it. Iris briefly considers using her powers to push a wave of comfort at him, but shakes off the idea. It wouldn't be fair to him, not when he doesn't even know she's a siren.

Though... "Wanna hear a secret?"

[davin]

Davin smiles to himself and then lifts his head, resting his chin on her chest as he looks up at her curiously. "Always."

[littleredsiren]

Iris grins, a tiny bit nervously, but she trusts him. Everything she's seen of him so far has shown her that he's a good person, and she trusts her instincts, at least for this.

"I'm not... quite human. I mean, I guess it depends on your definition of human?" she ponders, tilting her head. "Er. That isn't the point. Point is, I'm a siren. Like, mythological creature kind of siren. I just wanted you to know, because I don't like having such big secrets between my friends and I."

[davin]

Davin listens to her and grins, charmed by how nervous she seems. He almost laughs at her explaining herself, because he knows what sirens are. He thinks she might be the most adorable one he's met, though. It means a lot that she trusts him with that, and he wants to share part of himself in return.

"You're still just Iris," he says fondly, leaning forward to kiss her cheek. He settles back down next to her and looks around, eyes settling on his cell phone. There's enough metal in it for his powers to work on it. "Now it's my turn."

He holds out his hand and flicks his fingers, and his phone lifts up from the table and moves swiftly through the air to land neatly in his palm.

[littleredsiren]

Iris lets out an excited squeak as the phone flies towards him. "Ohh! You're a witch?? That's amazing!" she chirps, bouncing slightly on the cushion. "That's so much cooler than my siren stuff! How did you do it? Is that okay to ask?"

Of course, she knows about witches. Eli and Jason both come from witch families, even if they aren't witches themselves. But meeting one who has powers and can use them is absolutely awesome and she feels as excited as a small child at the little demonstration.

[davin]

Davin grins at her reaction and nods, holding his hand out and letting the phone float a few inches above it. "Yep, I've got more than the luck o' the Irish in me. I came from a long line of witches on my mom's side, but she hates magic. My gran trained me up. I'm a telekinetic, but only with metal. Or things with metal in it. I can call it t'me."

He sends the phone back over to the table and looks up at her. "It's sort of like a muscle that I have t'flex. All I have t'do is think about it. Took some practice, though."

He'll show her how he can create electricity later. That one he keeps a little closer to the belt, considering how dangerous it could potentially be. He especially won't do anything while they're touching, just in case.

[littleredsiren]

"That's so coool," she coos, admiration sparkling in her eyes. "And very useful. You never need to worry about losing your keys down a drain. I wonder if you could do it with a person, if you tried hard enough. We have metal in us, right?"

Iris grins at him, plainly teasing him now. "I wish I could do something that useful. I can turn into a mermaid-y form. And manipulate people. But neither of those are really useful, and I don't really like doing the second," she frowns. "I think I'd much prefer being a witch."

[davin]

"You know, I've never thought of that." He doesn't think he'd try, though. One, he doesn't think there's enough metal, and he'd be worried that he'd just rip it right out of the body.

A blush rises on his cheeks at her awed look and then he shakes his head, reaching up to playfully grip the tip of her nose between her thumb and forefinger before letting go. "You're fantastic jus' the way ya are, darlin'."

He thinks about it and then looks at her curiously. "I've met a few sirens, but I've never seen any of 'em shift. Maybe you could show me?" It's only after he asks that he realizes that a siren's other form is probably incredibly private, and he looks embarrassed for having asked. "I mean, you don't have to, of course."

[littleredsiren]

Iris grins when he pinches her nose, batting his hand away with a giggle. "No, it's okay! I won't go full siren or anything, since I'd probably break something. I'm still not used to the tail. But I can go part way. Just..." she bites her lip, a little uncomfortable. "I look a bit freaky. Monster-y. Just as a heads up."

With that warning, she shuts her eyes and calls up the feelings of the sea and song that she associates with her siren-ness. Red scales slide down her skin, covering her from head to toe, and she can feel her nails and teeth lengthen and sharpen into claws and shark-like fangs. When she opens her eyes, they've gone pure black, the colour overwhelming her irises and sclera. Really, the only thing about her that stays the same is her hair, though it has lengthened considerably, and her clothes. They provide a strange clash of normalcy against the monsterish-ness of her siren shape.

Iris gives him a tentative grin, fingers tangling in the ends of her hair, a nervous habit she's had since childhood. "This is it! Though, like I said, I have a tail if I let myself go all the way."

[davin]

Davin's eyes widen as she shifts, but in surprise rather than fear. He gets up and pushes back to sit on his haunches, watching her curiously. She makes a bit of a shocking image, but Davin isn't afraid. That's still his friend.

"Wow, that is so cool." He reaches out slowly to touch the scales on her arms, dragging his fingers along them to feel the texture. She's playing with her hair nervously and Davin reaches out to take her hand, thumbing carefully at her claws. He holds her hand and looks up at her, smiling softly. "You're not monster-y."

He lets go of her hand and laughs a little, letting his gaze sweep along her body one more time. "I will admit that this form is only slightly less cuddly, but it's still just you."

[littleredsiren]

That startles a laugh out of her. "That's a very diplomatic way of putting it," she giggles, tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. She's glad that he's okay with this shape. So far, most of her friends have been, but she's always got that niggling fear that someone will freak out at her over it in he back of her head.

"Be careful with the scale touching though. They're smooth now, but if I feel threatened they go sharp. It isn't something I've figured out a way to control yet. The perils of being a baby siren," Iris sighs, giving him a crooked little smile. Shutting her eyes again, she lets the form fade away, easily returning to plain old Iris once more.

[davin]

"Nah, both your forms adore me," he says simply, giving her smile as he settles back down half on top of her. He rests his cheek against the upper swell of her breasts because they're soft and comfortable. Like pillows.

His arms go around her and he looks up at her, raising an eyebrow. "Jason isn't gonna come in here and kick my ass for hangin' all over his woman, is he?"

He's kidding, because while he has no doubt that Jason can hold his own in a fight, he also seems kind of like a big teddy bear. And it's not like Davin is exactly a threat.

[littleredsiren]

Iris laughs, shaking her head. "I don't think so. He knows I'm a cuddly person and he has no problem with me cuddling Eli, so I doubt he'd have one with you," she assures him. "And I'd protect you if he did. Promise."

[davin]

"You mean I'm not your only cuddle buddy?" He looks up to give her a big pouty puppy face, but the angle hurts the bruises on his neck so he lowers his head back down. "Jason can cuddle with us. I wouldn't mind."

He presses his teasing grin to her shoulder.

[littleredsiren]

Laughing, Iris shakes her head at him. "You're bad," she scolds, running her fingers through his hair. "But I guess I can forgive you, since you're injured and all."

[davin]

"That's what they tell me." He practically purrs as she runs her fingers through his hair and he snuggles closer, pulling the blankets up to his chin. He feels a surge of affection for Iris and he knows that she's just become his, one of the few people Davin would fight for. He reaches down and takes her hand, threading their fingers together. "But you, you're good."

[littleredsiren]

A blush creeps up over her cheeks at that. "I mean, I try to be good! But I don't always succeed, I promise," she argues, shaking her head. "And if I'm good, you're good. So there."

[davin]

Davin laughs fondly at her and squeezes her hand, bringing their twined fingers up to rest against his chest. "Whatever ya say, miss."

He chuckles again and holds his hand out, calling the remote to him. It's mostly plastic so it takes a little effort because he has to concentrate on the little wires and springs inside, but it slides into his palm and he turns on the TV, flipping idly through the channels. "I feel like I'm gonna be sayin' that a lot over the course of our friendship."

[littleredsiren]

Iris kisses the top of his head with a laugh. "Good. You learn fast. Maybe that means you'll let me take care of you more often?" she suggests, giving him a good dose of puppy eyes.

[davin]

Davin makes a big show of sighing heavily, but he kind of ruins the effect by curling up into a happy little ball and basically using her as a warm and very attractive body pillow. He just feels comforted in her presence, and he likes it. "I suppose."

[littleredsiren]

"I'm taking that as permission, mister," Iris tuts, grinning cheekily down at him. "Your house is going to be so clean and you are going to have so much food."

Though she plays it off as a joke, Iris has every intention of coming over and helping him out, at the very least until he's better. She can't stand the idea that someone she loves might not be getting the best care possible and she intends on ensuring he does.

[davin]

"You should wear a little French maid outfit an' let me charge admission," he tells her, grinning with the tip of his tongue between his teeth. But then he squeezes her hand and looks up to give her a warm, genuine smile. "Thank you, sweetheart, I really do appreciate that. But I'm sure I'll be back on m'feet real soon. I jus' need to find the energy to brew up s'more healin' potion an' I'll be right as rain."

[littleredsiren]

That startles a laugh out of her and she shakes her head, blushing. "No chance in hell. I'd die of embarrassment before I even got into the outfit," she scolds, laughing. Then she sobers herself up a bit, giving his hand a squeeze in return. "All right. Is there any way I can help you with your potion? I don't have the right kind of magic, I know, but gathering ingredients or anything?"

[davin]

He laughs fondly at her and then considers her offer. He's out of one crucial ingredient but he bites his lip and hesitates before asking her to go out. He is so not used to asking for help. "D'ya want to make a run to the magic shop for me? I need some dittany."

He holds a hand out and calls for his wallet. He placed a tiny piece of sheet metal in one of the pockets since he was always freaking losing it, and now he can find it wherever it is. "An' then get yourself one of those pointy witch hats and we can brew it up."

[littleredsiren]

Iris carefully extracts herself from the tangle of limbs and blankets, getting to her feet and tidying herself up. "That's not a problem! I'll be back in two shakes of a lamb's tail," she grins, grabbing her purse. "And put your wallet back. Its on me. You should eat some while I'm gone though, mister."