- Mon Mar 27, 2017 12:29 am
Good, they were off to a good start. Smiles and chuckles, jokes and conversation, as opposed to the stiff awkwardness that usually accompanied something like what had happened between them. It meant they were mature and could handle said matters in private, instead of hanging that dirty bit of laundry on display. But even with that thought tucked away in her mind, Kara still had a cloud looming over her. Jace was full of surprises, but Merlin, now was not the time for any of those.
Still, this was quite possibly the most civil she'd ever seen Jace, so maybe that day affected him too?
Ugh, cut it out.
Kara looked up as she heard the soft raps on the doorway, and she offered a smile to the newcomer. It had been some time since she'd seen Casey, and while she never forgot his face, seeing him here after all of this time made her eyes light up. She had been quite distracted with her own agenda as of late that her private life had been shelved. It was kind of sad that she'd only noticed that the other day, when she sent the invitation to both of these men, particularly to Casey, that their relationship had been stifled, held back due to planning and talk of war.
She didn't miss Jace's mouthed words as her gaze drifted over him briefly when she stood from her chair. Kara tried not to react but she slightly narrowed her eyes at Jace that sort of warned him, 'Don't start...'. There was almost a smile there, not to mock Casey--no, not that at all. She was just trying to kick these nerves away, nerves that seemed to swirl back at the sight of Casey standing in the doorway.
"Hi...Casey. Please come in. Would you care for something to drink? Either of you...water, or tea?" Given the remark from earlier, she picked up that Jace might not want an alcoholic beverage. Casey didn't partake much either, but it was a polite gesture as the host to offer to her guests. That, and bartending habits of course. She stopped herself from approaching him, unfortunately something she found herself doing on more than one occasion.
"Casey, let me officially introduce you to Jace Bryden...Jace. This is Casey Winslow, my associate." Kara gestured between the two of them, trying to maintain her confidence as she remained standing by her desk. She emphasized the word associate in regards to what they'd been discussing earlier. "I believe things were rather...different, The last time we were all together."
Their last meeting was Jace's arrival, the initial seal of the deal originally brokered between Fierro and Jace. Casey had shown his disdain for making that call, which, in hindsight might have been the cause of the sudden rift between them...but Kara hoped Casey could at least give her some credit, especially now. She was getting along with Jace, and the pack had been helpful assets thus far. No worrying about losing them due to finances or resource as they were given a home, food, supplies and then some...and surprisingly, there had been no deaths on the premises. No real incidents, save the issue with Stana and Fox, but that was handled, nipped in the bud.
Kara motioned towards the other chair, spaced enough and appropriately away from Jace but still across from Kara that they would be comfortable. Even if Casey didn't want anything to drink, she offered him a seat. She somewhat shifted again; Kara was forced to kick it back into professional gears with Casey around.
Her heart was racing and she was on a full sprint to catch it and slow it down. Jace had a thing about reading her, so she needed to control everything she possibly could to show him, and inevitably Casey, she was not afraid. She couldn't appear weak, not in front of the two men who actively tested her as a leader.