Peter might have quashed the shudder, but a taste of his reaction slipped into Rory's crowd-attuned mystical senses anyway. He needed to be careful. To say that encouraging the younger man could lead to complications was an understatement of massive proportions.
He actually followed Peter's description of his work reasonably well. Medical jargon wasn't his forte of course, but you couldn't heal from the inside like he and his family did without understanding how the body's immune system and self-repair mechanisms worked.
Rory had just opened his mouth for further comment when another surge of irritated and familiar emotion hit him. He looked up to see Junie stalking toward them, outwardly composed and inwardly seething, looking rather like a panther in her black beaded dress. She stopped between him and Nil and said calmly, "Well, we now have a seat for Cait when she shows up."
"Oh, man," Kreske winced. "I take it Felipe didn't just head to the men's room?"
Junie exhaled through flared nostrils. "Felipe decided to pick a fight about my earlier appreciative comment on how Rory looks shirtless. To make a short story even shorter, he was a dick, I let fly with the temper I inherited from both halves of my heritage, and I will now be drafting the rest of you gentlemen as dance partners for the evening." She bent to give him a hug. "Sorry, hon."
"Don't be, Junie." He slid an arm around her waist to return the embrace. "I was just thinking about getting some dancing in, so you save one for me, hm?"
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Date: 2009-01-04 07:41 am (UTC)He actually followed Peter's description of his work reasonably well. Medical jargon wasn't his forte of course, but you couldn't heal from the inside like he and his family did without understanding how the body's immune system and self-repair mechanisms worked.
Rory had just opened his mouth for further comment when another surge of irritated and familiar emotion hit him. He looked up to see Junie stalking toward them, outwardly composed and inwardly seething, looking rather like a panther in her black beaded dress. She stopped between him and Nil and said calmly, "Well, we now have a seat for Cait when she shows up."
"Oh, man," Kreske winced. "I take it Felipe didn't just head to the men's room?"
Junie exhaled through flared nostrils. "Felipe decided to pick a fight about my earlier appreciative comment on how Rory looks shirtless. To make a short story even shorter, he was a dick, I let fly with the temper I inherited from both halves of my heritage, and I will now be drafting the rest of you gentlemen as dance partners for the evening." She bent to give him a hug. "Sorry, hon."
"Don't be, Junie." He slid an arm around her waist to return the embrace. "I was just thinking about getting some dancing in, so you save one for me, hm?"