Aftermath (Mac)

[Cheyenne Achilles]

Despite the fact that she was up late the night before and there was still the aftermath of the alcohol to deal with, Cheyenne woke up at her normal time. It was the internal clock she had and one that she wish she didn't have at that moment. She woke up in Fin's bed feeling like she was hit by a truck. Her head hurt and her muscles ached while she tried to fight down the nausea she was suddenly feeling. However, she couldn't forget the fact that she was in Fin's bed, which meant Fin's apartment. She knew nothing happened between the two of them, but how could she be so stupid? So she crawled out of bed and grabbed her shoes as she tiptoed out of his apartment as quietly as she could. From there, she would go to her place, change into workout clothes, and head to the training grounds. At least she could beat up a defenseless dummy to work out all this crap in her system.

Or so she thought. Her muscles ached from moves and routines that they had memorized by now. And it didn't help that she had to stop partway through her routines and bend over and take deep breaths. Her and the neusea were not getting along and she hoped that she could keep it down for now.

(tag: McKenzie Carter )

[McKenzie Carter]

Mac hadn't actually had that much to drink last night. She was too busy getting everyone else drunk and watching them all make complete fools of themselves, it was fun! Plus, her buzz kill was a little ruined by Finn, the almighty superman, swooping in to save his precious Cheyenne. Mac had finally gotten her to a party to have a little fun and then HE comes in and makes it all about him and his little protection act. Mac saw right through that. He adored Chey, that much was clear to her. So, now Mac had to decide if she was going to be okay with letting that happen or if she was going to talk Chey out of it because Finn was the most dull (albeit very attractive) person that Mac had ever met.

But, in reality, Mac knew that if Chey really, really liked him then she'd give her blessing. She loved Mac and she wasn't a bad person... didn't mean she had to spend time with the guy herself, though.

She was a tiny bit hungover but she was used to it. She got up early, took a long shower, and then moved to get some fresh air. She wondered where Chey had ended up but then she knew it was obvious. After that amount of alcohol and per Chey's normal routine, the Praetor would be in the training grounds.

Mac made her way over there and there she was, bent over and breathing heavily. Mac felt a little bad but, eh, that was the price of a good time, right...?

"You live!" she called as she walked over.

[Cheyenne Achilles]

Being hungover was officially one of Cheyenne's least favorite things ever. Maybe the party thing wasn't so bad, but Cheyenne definitely wasn't going to consume alcohol ever again. Plus, she had to work off whatever she consumed last night, because those were empty calories. Calories that she couldn't afford to have at the moment. But her entire plan to karate her way thinner was almost derailed. She was one of the few people who would've been up this early, but she knew she had to get this done. Praetors didn't get the weekends off that easily.

So while she was bent over trying to fight down the nauseous feeling, she heard a familiar voice. Mac. Cheyenne had half a mind to tell her off for what she did to her last night, but that seemed like too much effort at the moment. She chuckled weakly as she straightened up and put her hands on her waist. "Barely," she said as she reached up to push her hair out of her face. The nausea had passed for now, but there was no telling when it would creep back up. "How do you and the other partiers do it every weekend?"

[McKenzie Carter]

"Barely," her friend said, and Mac chuckled. She reached a hand out turning it up to Chey so she could take it if she needed to. "You know, I think we just stop caring," Mac answered truthfully. She shrugged, "it's easy to party when you have little responsibility. You have a lot. So does Finn," she said, narrowing her eyes. "How is Finn?" she tilted her head to one side as if challenging Cheyenne. She wanted to know what had happened after Finn and Chey had left last night. She was sure it was going to be an interesting story, to say the least.

[Cheyenne Achilles]

If partying meant having little responsibility, then Cheyenne would take all the responsibility she could. This damn hangover was making her life so much more difficult and she was about to tell Mac that until Mac said something about Fin.

The way she said Fin caught Cheyenne off guard as she froze a bit. If she didn't know better, she swore that Mac was trying to imply something between her and Fin. She blinked a couple of times as she tried to figure out what to say to Mac. "Umm... he's... fine?" But she knew that was probably not the question Mac was looking for and it didn't look like she was going to be let off the hook that easy.

[McKenzie Carter]

Mac patiently waited for Cheyenne to respond, her hands gently clasped behind her back. Cheyennes answer wasn't worth the wait, though. And Mac groaned, releasing her hands to let her arms fall to her sides. "I meeaaan where did he take you last night? What did you do?" she asked, tilting her head to the side and letting her blonde hair hang over her shoulder. Cheyenne was not getting out of this discussion that easily. Mac was a very, very stubborn girl when she wanted to be and Chey knew that, so the praetor must know what she was in for.

[Cheyenne Achilles]

Cheyenne knew that her answer wouldn't suffice Mac. Not in the slightest, but it still gave her a little bit of a decoy. She hadn't thought about it that way. Her leaving a party with Fin. People were going to talk and rumors were going to fly about the two of them. How could she be so stupid about last night? Cheyenne sighed as she shrugged her shoulders. "We went back to his place and he tried to sober me up as much as he could before we fell asleep. Nothing really happened." Cheyenne raised her eyebrows slightly challenging Mac if she would believe that story or would she think there was more to it.

[McKenzie Carter]

Chey shrugged and Mac sighed, knowing a boring story was coming next. "So you slept there," Mac shrugged now, "big deal. It's not like you slept in the same bed or anything," she laughed, tossing her head back for a moment before facing Cheyenne again, her face serious. "Or diiiiid you?" she asked. She wasn't going to let Chey blow this off. Finn wouldn't do that for just anyone. In fact, he proved last night he wouldn't. He left plenty of other legion members at that party. Chey was the only one he came for and left with. Mac hoped Chey wasn't stupid in this regard but... people were often blind to the things right in front of them.

Mac knew that.

[Cheyenne Achilles]

It was like Mac had a sixth sense when it came to stories. She always knew if there was more than what Cheyenne offered. And what she suggested happened really did. Cheyenne's face heated up as she glanced off to the side. Now was the perfect time for the nausea to come back if she was so lucky. “Okay, we did,” she admitted as she looked back at Mac. “We slept in the same bed. He did it make sure I would be okay throughout the night. Nothing happened. Seriously. He even had a nightmare and moved to the couch. I don't know what you're getting at.”

[McKenzie Carter]

Hah! Cheyenne glanced away and that was all the answer that Mac needed. Still, the words coming out of Cheyennes mouth was delicious as well. Mac couldn't help but squeal and then giggling. But then the nightmare was mentioned and Mac frowned. But, alas, then Cheyenne was back to saying that she didn't know what Mac was getting at. "He totally loves you," mac said casually, raising an eyebrow at Cheyenne, "I would think that was obvious. I mean, come on, is there ANYONE else he would show up at a party to 'rescue'?" she challenged. "Sorry about his nightmare though... is he okay?" yes, she did care about Finn.

[Cheyenne Achilles]

Cheyenne was shocked at Mac's simple statement that her mouth gaped open as there was a slight blush to her cheeks. There was no way that was possible. It was absolutely absurd! Cheyenne's mouth open and closed a few times as she tried to figure out what to say in return. "He's fine," she said after a couple of moments before she added, "But he's not in love with me, Mac." She nodded her head a little too much as she tried to convince herself of that fact as well. "He was just doing his Praetor duties by making sure I was okay..." Her face heated up more as she realized for a moment that Mac possibly could've been right. "But he's not in love with me."

[McKenzie Carter]

Chey's cheeks flushed red a bit and her jaw dropped. Mac couldn't help but laugh loudly. Finally, the girl closed her mouth and opened it a few times before saying that Finn was fine, and Mac nodded, waiting for the rest. Chey said he wasn't in love with her blah, blah, and oh! She said it again! And her face was growing ever more red. "Oh, honey. Even you know it. Don't lie to yourself. I recommend giving him time, though," she said, casually looking at her nails, "he doesn't seem the type to like to be pushed. He'll tell you when he's ready," her eyes flickered back to her friend, "which might be soon."

[Cheyenne Achilles]

Fin couldn't be in love with Cheyenne. He absolutely couldn't be. Sure, she liked him more than a friend and she knew he liked her, but only as a friend. Maybe even as a Co-Praetor! There was no way he was in love with her. However, Cheyenne couldn't seem to vocalize that to Mac at all. Her face just kept getting redder as her heart started racing. Fin couldn't be in love with her. Wasn't that illegal or something for Praetors to date each other?

But as she tried to tell Mac everything that was racing through her head, but all she could do was open and close her mouth as she made little squeaks. "I... umm...." she said as she finally managed to form some words. "I think I'm going to be sick..." she said before she moved over to sit on a bench and tried to put her head between her knees as her mind kept racing with thoughts. He couldn't be in love with her, could he?