#c. nahimana

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Working as a brand model is always interesting. From commercials with fake products to magazine spreads with orchestrated leaks about new this or that, the job keeps her on her toes. Which is what Nahi loves about it. 

Well, that and her job gives her plenty of room to meet people at a rapid pace. Unlike some, Nahi doesn’t, or rather, didn’t stay at a brand long. One campaign, and she was off to do something else. It kept her from becoming too comfortable, usually. 

But working for the Gates on this campaign is leaving a markedly different impression on her. Perhaps it’s the mystery that is the son of the company head. She’s seen him, popping up here and there. Surprisingly, he never gives off a spoiled air. More, he gives off a loneliness that makes her want to scoop him up and shower him in attention. It helps, that from the other people working the campaign, that he’s apparently as sweet as he looks. 

Descriptors like unfailingly polite have been tossed around. Painfully adorable has also been murmured. Nahimana doesn’t approach him until the end of the job, when a small gathering is held in celebration of a job well done. There she finds a chance to meet him properly. Convincing one of the others to shepherd her over to him is easy. 

“Mr. Gates, this is Nahimana,” they say and indicate to her. She takes over easily. 

“I’d seen you a few times on the shoot sets and, well, I wanted this. I’m Nahimana Lilitu,” she offers him a smile, but not her hand. 

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Nahimana; Nizigiyimana, Ngandu, Nsabiyumva, Nduwarugira; Bigirimana, Kwizera; Shabani, Mustafa (Duhayindavyi 16), M. Amissi (C. Amissi 57); Razak (Berahino 68)

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"Then in the car we go, away from eyes and the noise of the city." Nahi says with a hint of a smile about her lips. "Unless I should be worried about what will happen while we can't be heard?"

She keeps her tone light and flirtatious. Isaac doesn't have the 'stay away' vibe or 'this one's evil' vibe either. He's good - as far as Nahimana can gauge. Intriguing. Even talking to him now, that isn't wearing off or becoming less attention grabbing.

The urge to touch him, to step into his personal space is wearing at her. It's new. Nahi hasn't ever felt like she needs to initiate something with someone. She did as she liked. She is here, as well, but there's certainly something else at play. Or is this was genuine attraction is like?

Something to think about.

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She just follows him, a little shocked, but pleased at the same time Isaac just takes the initiative here. Not that she needed him to in the strictest sense, but an acknowledgement of wanting to leave as well is positive in her eyes.

“A driver?” Her head tilts, “not fond of navigating traffic? I’m happy to go wherever is most comfortable for you. Of the two of us, you’re the one with established roots. I’m new, and frankly, my apartment is hardly welcoming.”

Nahimana edges past him, combing a hand through her hair. It’s not the nicest thing she can do, fanning her perfume at him like that. It’s a habit, however, one she’s never shaken around people who are attractive to her. “Where would you be comfortable?”

Isaac suddenly felt lightheaded. He’d noticed Nahimana run her hand through her hair, and definitely caught a stronger whiff of whatever perfume she was wearing but, that couldn’t have been it. It was probably just adrenaline wearing off. His little rush of enthusiasm carried him all the way outside, but now that they’d stopped, he was crashing. That was it.

“I…” His eyelids fluttered behind his glasses, and he shook his head, forcing himself to focus. “…in the car. To start. I… trust my driver implicitly. And it’s safe from prying eyes and and and… and the noise of the city so, we’ll be able to talk in there, without being overheard or interrupted. She could even just drive us around for a bit, until we decide where we want to go next. 

“How…” He took another deep breath to steady himself and, while it didn’t exactly clear his head, it was a step in the right direction. “How does that sound?”

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          “Shit, Lottie, these came out so good! You’re a total smoke show, which was a known fact, but damn.” 

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“I don’t know that they need me here at all, Miss Maximoff,” the nephilim purrs with a smile. “You’re captivating all on your own.” 

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@mxrvelouscreations​ said  “ i really want to kiss you right now. “

      “Oh?” Nahimana perks up some. “Is that right, color me surprised, Char, I didn’t think you were looking at me that way.” 

Connection is a thing that is difficult for Nahi, no matter her disposition. She just pulls the grief out of people. Long term and close connections are almost non-existent. It makes her both excited and a  bit worried that Char’s got the urge to kiss her. But, Nahi’s also not about to shove her away, either. 

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She just follows him, a little shocked, but pleased at the same time Isaac just takes the initiative here. Not that she needed him to in the strictest sense, but an acknowledgement of wanting to leave as well is positive in her eyes.

"A driver?" Her head tilts, "not fond of navigating traffic? I'm happy to go wherever is most comfortable for you. Of the two of us, you're the one with established roots. I'm new, and frankly, my apartment is hardly welcoming."

Nahimana edges past him, combing a hand through her hair. It's not the nicest thing she can do, fanning her perfume at him like that. It's a habit, however, one she's never shaken around people who are attractive to her. "Where would you be comfortable?"

She just follows him, a little shocked, but pleased at the same time Isaac just takes the initiative here. Not that she needed him to in the strictest sense, but an acknowledgement of wanting to leave as well is positive in her eyes.

"A driver?" Her head tilts, "not fond of navigating traffic? I'm happy to go wherever is most comfortable for you. Of the two of us, you're the one with established roots. I'm new, and frankly, my apartment is hardly welcoming."

Nahimana edges past him, combing a hand through her hair. It's not the nicest thing she can do, fanning her perfume at him like that. It's a habit, however, one she's never shaken around people who are attractive to her. "Where would you be comfortable?"

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She smiles gently hitching her shoulders. People often have more in common than one would assume at first glance. Nahimana can hardly fault him for falling into a trap that all people do at some point or another. Social anxiety, Nahimana understands far more than one might realize. Too often as a younger woman she couldn't control her 'powers'. Neither the attraction or the the lure of someone's grief. It's better now, but for a long time, Nahimana just didn't interact with people.

"I understand," she replies softly. "I had to learn how to conserve energy and draw it from the people around me to make things like this bearable. People like you - like me. Sometimes there are a few of us who kind of band together, rotating one another out as needed. Other times, it's me and someone with glasses of wine watching the party go by. Until we're pulled into it."

Tilting her head, she wonders at her attraction to him. Because it's more than on introvert finding another and quietly adopting one another from a far. There's a thrum of desire there. Not a yawning hunger that she sometimes feels and has to sate, but genuine desire. Curious.

"Do you want to sneak out with me?" It's impulsive, but that might be the only, or best, way to go about this. "I doubt anyone will notice if we duck out."

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Oh, he blushes. Nahimana keeps her face schooled in a politely attentive way as she waits for him to say something. She’s rarely seen someone blush after being introduce to her. Once the conversation was flowing, is of course, a different matter. But he hasn’t said anything, and that’s quite curious. 

Nahi feels a bit like a cat who has just learned toys and cat trees exist. (Isn’t that just par for the course for her? Discover something new and feel as if the world is new again.) The urge to pounce is there, but so is the urge to just curl around him and keep him …insulated from whatever it is that makes him stall so much. What a strange reaction. Maybe she ought to get a puppy? 

“Oh, I don’t have anything like that on my mind for being here. As I said, I saw you around on shoots and I wanted to know you. So, I suppose, if your amiable, that’s what you can do for me, Mr. Gates. As well as call me Nahi, no one calls me Ms. Lilitu past meeting me. I’m not much for unnecessary formality, I’m afraid.” She smiles sweetly at him, the bow an interesting compromise between her not offering her hand and him potentially offering his. 

“Plus, I hate parties, all these people I don’t know, and won’t even by the nights end is stressful.” Not exactly untrue, Nahi dislikes large crowds because she tends to pull the sorrow from people if she sticks around too long. She apparently, ‘has one of those face’. At least it doesn’t happen with the people she sleeps with. So far, anyway.

Isaac stared at Ms. Lil–Nahi–for probably longer than was polite, eyes wide, mouth open in bemused surprise. “Forgive me!” he quickly caught himself, shaking himself out of his reverie. “I just… am surprised to learn I have so much in common with you. And it was probably wrong of me to assume I wouldn’t. I just…” He shook his head again, getting himself back on track. “I hate parties, too. I like organizing them, planning them. And I like getting dressed up. I just… I have but so much social energy, and they drain all of it so quickly. I…” He exhaled suddenly, as though realizing something, and then turned to her with another curious smile on his face.

“Except in talking to you…” he stated, as though he were trying the words out for the first time. “Forgive me if that’s forward, I just… Normally by this time in a conversation with a new person I’m looking for a way out. Talking to you already kinda feels like… like my social battery is attached to a portable charger.” He snorted into a giggle, then blushed. “Forgive me. I…” Not knowing what to say next and knowing he’d probably said more than enough, he just shit his mouth.