Log: Gabe and Maya
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The merest blush of pink stained the clouds overhead as Maya rolled her motorbike from Xavier’s garage. She would have 100% admitted to any cowardice her family wanted to accuse her of for leaving this way but she just couldn’t do it.
She hated emotional displays, and even worse were the ones that she was the cause of. It was better by far if it got left to an email.
Maya pushed the app on her phone that would close the garage door. She’d be keeping the phone, although she’d left the laptop neatly sitting on the desk in the room she’d had.
You had to leave at least that much, especially considering she might want to actually come back one day.
The garage made it halfway before the door jerked to a stop, then reversed its course. Gabriel, in a tank top and jeans, slowly pulled up the driveway in one of the mansion's more nondescript mid-size sedans, rolling his window down as he approached Maya.
"Somebody's up early," he called to her.
He stopped in the driveway and turned the car off, then reached for the Gatorade he'd tossed on the passenger seat. "You need a lift?"
“And someone’s getting home late.” Maya replied with the twitch of a smile on her lips. Trust Gabe to show up. “And only if you’re happy to drive me all the way to LA. Got a job there, working with at risk kids.”
"You're — excuse me?" Gabriel clambered out of the car in a split-second, not even intending to use his powers. "You did what? And you're — what?"
“Moving to LA,” Maya sighed and kicked the kick stand on her bike down. Looks like cowardice over emotional connection wasn’t in the cards for her today. “This place is good, and people do good work here but I can do more there that I can’t here.”
She’d spent the better part of a year thinking the change over while world shaking events happened around her and she wondered if she’d ever be able to see normal crisis as important.
She needed out now before it got worse.
“And you’re doing … what there, exactly?” Gabriel managed to resist the instinct to cross his arms. He shut the car door, then leaned back against it, trying to decide just what his posture would be.
“Did I miss an email?” He reached in his pocket and pulled out his pack of cigarettes. After seeing Wade, he’d temporarily swapped back from the vape. “Am I at war with whoever planned the send off?”
“Not as of about an hour from now,” Maya picked at the skin around her thumb nail and gave him a slightly uncomfortable look. “Would you accept ‘I’ll visit’ in lieu of a going away party?”
“Hmm.” Gabriel had a cigarette withdrawn and lit in a second. He respected the coward’s way out. “No,” he said. “But mostly because I think you should make us visit you.”
He took a drag, blowing the smoke away from her. “You’ve got somewhere else you want to be, you’re best off being there. This place’ll suck you in if you let it.” He gave her a small shrug. “It’s not going anywhere. Don’t rush to come back.”
“You better visit,” Maya noted with a brief grin before she opened her arms wide. “If you’re gonna make me actually say goodbye, I deserve the bear hug to go with it, don’t you think?”
Gabriel made a face, knowing it was expected of him, but he gave her a hug anyway. If they were different people, he might have said something more sentimental.
“Don’t do anything stupid,” he said after they pulled apart. “Like live far from the beach.”
The merest blush of pink stained the clouds overhead as Maya rolled her motorbike from Xavier’s garage. She would have 100% admitted to any cowardice her family wanted to accuse her of for leaving this way but she just couldn’t do it.
She hated emotional displays, and even worse were the ones that she was the cause of. It was better by far if it got left to an email.
Maya pushed the app on her phone that would close the garage door. She’d be keeping the phone, although she’d left the laptop neatly sitting on the desk in the room she’d had.
You had to leave at least that much, especially considering she might want to actually come back one day.
The garage made it halfway before the door jerked to a stop, then reversed its course. Gabriel, in a tank top and jeans, slowly pulled up the driveway in one of the mansion's more nondescript mid-size sedans, rolling his window down as he approached Maya.
"Somebody's up early," he called to her.
He stopped in the driveway and turned the car off, then reached for the Gatorade he'd tossed on the passenger seat. "You need a lift?"
“And someone’s getting home late.” Maya replied with the twitch of a smile on her lips. Trust Gabe to show up. “And only if you’re happy to drive me all the way to LA. Got a job there, working with at risk kids.”
"You're — excuse me?" Gabriel clambered out of the car in a split-second, not even intending to use his powers. "You did what? And you're — what?"
“Moving to LA,” Maya sighed and kicked the kick stand on her bike down. Looks like cowardice over emotional connection wasn’t in the cards for her today. “This place is good, and people do good work here but I can do more there that I can’t here.”
She’d spent the better part of a year thinking the change over while world shaking events happened around her and she wondered if she’d ever be able to see normal crisis as important.
She needed out now before it got worse.
“And you’re doing … what there, exactly?” Gabriel managed to resist the instinct to cross his arms. He shut the car door, then leaned back against it, trying to decide just what his posture would be.
“Did I miss an email?” He reached in his pocket and pulled out his pack of cigarettes. After seeing Wade, he’d temporarily swapped back from the vape. “Am I at war with whoever planned the send off?”
“Not as of about an hour from now,” Maya picked at the skin around her thumb nail and gave him a slightly uncomfortable look. “Would you accept ‘I’ll visit’ in lieu of a going away party?”
“Hmm.” Gabriel had a cigarette withdrawn and lit in a second. He respected the coward’s way out. “No,” he said. “But mostly because I think you should make us visit you.”
He took a drag, blowing the smoke away from her. “You’ve got somewhere else you want to be, you’re best off being there. This place’ll suck you in if you let it.” He gave her a small shrug. “It’s not going anywhere. Don’t rush to come back.”
“You better visit,” Maya noted with a brief grin before she opened her arms wide. “If you’re gonna make me actually say goodbye, I deserve the bear hug to go with it, don’t you think?”
Gabriel made a face, knowing it was expected of him, but he gave her a hug anyway. If they were different people, he might have said something more sentimental.
“Don’t do anything stupid,” he said after they pulled apart. “Like live far from the beach.”
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Date: 2026-06-15 11:58 am (UTC)Short, sweet, and efficient, without any of the drama either character despises. It's a nice reminder that the mansion is, despite its dangers, its own kind of walled garden, and it's not for everyone. Maya will definitely be missed.