The Arrival of Class
Location: Jaipur India -> Best Exotic
Interacting With: Each Other; Murphy
A Collab between Lady A and I
The flight had been long as hell from Boston to India but after numerous connections and transfers they were finally in Jaipur. Claire stood there fiddling with her phone, trying to get finished with a playlist she had been working on during the flight as they awaited their luggage. Cass looked over to Claire and rolled her eyes, a mischevious grin on her face as Claire looked over to her partner in crime. She giggled slightly as she slipped her phone back into her pocket.
"Janey Mack, ol' Murph is goin' to flip his lid when we show up. I can't wait to see the look on his face," she laughed. She was beyond excited to be taking the trip. She had missed her brother terribly since he had moved out to India and this was the first time she had been able to see him in almost a year. It didn't hurt that she had her best bud with her. Winking towards Claire, Cass began bouncing on the balls of her feet.
"We're 'ere Claire! We're 'ere! We're'erewe're'erewe're'ere!!!" Cass had been so excited to go somewhere new that her words melded together and anyone would be lucky to understand what she was saying. Except for Claire of course.
Seeing her bags come down the belt she reached over and pulled them down, letting them hit the floor. Shouldering one bag and grabbing the handle of the other she looked back over to Cass.
"Ready to give these folks hell?" Cass grabbed her her case and then her dufflebag, dumping both on the floor as she adjusted her shoulder bag to make room for the strap of her duffle.
"Too right I am! Plus I'm jus' 'bout ready to meet another of yer big bros, so aye. Lets bloody go already!" Cass lifted her foot and gently kicked Claire's backside, urging her to move her keister, Claire skipping forward and belting Cass with her back as she stuck her tongue out at the woman. Grabbing the extendo-handle of her case, Cass was ready to roll. Literally.
Making their way outside, Cass stopped in her tracks when she felt the heat.
"Holy fuckin' shitballs. I brought too many clothes..." She began to fan herself with her free hand and licked her lips, her mouth already felt parched and she'd breathed in like
twice. Claire jerked her head back as the heat hit her face.
"Mother fucker, it's like a damn sauna out here," she said quickly reaching in her bag and pulling out her sun glasses. Shoving them on her face and then pulling her hair up. Cass nodded her head down, flipping her sunnies onto her face, stopping them with her hand before the slid right off of her sweaty little nose.
"Oops. That's what I get for tryin' t'be cool..." "How the hell me brother stand it here?" she wondered out loud as she flagged down an autorickshaw. One quickly pulled up and helped the girls with their bags. Climbing in, Claire sat there wishing she had a bath of ice to sink into while she pulled off her vest and grabbed the front of her shirt; puffing it constantly to try to cool down. As the man took off she nearly toppled out of the damn thing, grabbing a hold of the
oh shit bar and righting herself as the man drove like a bat out of hell. Cass was shifted into the side of Claire as the driver did his thing.
Cass cackled as the guy drove faster than she did!
"Ye can never complain 'bout my drivin' again Claire! Weeee~!" Cass threw her hands into the air and let the only wind that she was going to feel for a while run over her sticky skin. Her giggles could be heard from all around and passerbys stared a little at the loud, foreign woman in the autorickshaw. Cass was glad she'd opted to just wear a vest top and thigh length shorts but she still wished she was wearing less. A first for Cass to wish she was more naked in public, generally she kept that thought for the bedroom.
Nudging Claire with her elbow, Cass grinned before she was thrown into Claire yet again by a sudden turn, this time her face squished right against Claire's cheek and Cass decided to roll with it. Kissing Claire's cheek with a big, sloppy kiss; Cass shifted herself back and grabbed onto the bar to keep herself upright for the remaining turns. All the while, her cheeks were cracking under the beaming smile and laughter sounding out from her. Claire looked over to the woman as if she had lost her ever loving mind. Her hand coming up and wiping the slobber away.
"Listen, if yer gonna be kissin' me, do it right. You ain't no Great Dane and I ain't no Scooby snack," Claire laughed as she held on for dear life.
"Hey now, I could be a Great Dane if'n I wanted t'be!" Cass pouted as she folded her arms across her chest, her head looking away from Claire in a mocking tantrum pose before laughing again.
Claire never thought she would be wishing that Cass was behind the wheel but this man was plum loco. When the man finally stopped the machine Claire tumbled out onto the ground and started kissing the sidewalk.
"LAND!" Sitting up she spat the dirt out of her mouth and wiped the rest away with the back of her hand.
"Careful ye don't catch 'eh runs from ingestin' the dirt." Cass stuck her tongue out after her crass observation and began giggling like a child hearing the word "butt" for the first time.
"God I'm way too excited for this. Despite 'eh need for a shower only two minutes after landin', I can tell this is gonna be fun!" Cass slung her arm around Claire's shoulder as the driver unloaded their bags from the autorickshaw and waited for his payment. Cass looked over and gave him a friendly smile before handing over what was probably too much money but she hadn't got the conversion rate down yet, but she didn't care.
Claire finally stood up and lugged her luggage over to Cass. Turning around and looking at the building behind them, Cass felt her eyebrow rising in confusion.
"Why 'eh hell aren't there any windows on the top floor?" She rose her free hand up and scratched the back of her head, beneath her ponytail. Looking up Claire's jaw went slack a bit.
"For fucks sake, how we supposed to be keeping the air conditioning inside if there ain't be no windows?" Claire pondered as she looked over to Cass and then a question popped into her mind.
"Fucking hell, do they have air conditioning here?" Cass's face fell and she glanced at the sheen on her skin.
"I think I'm gonna melt... Make sure they dinnae use me t'wash 'eh floors when I do..." "I swear to fucking baby Jesus if that goat rams my ass one more time I'm going to serve him up for communion!" a voice that sounded familiar to Claire bellowed from inside the hotel.
"Oop! That sounds like a McManus! How ye wantin' t'do this?!" Cass was bouncing on the balls of her feet again, looking as excited as a child on Christmas morning. Then she stopped suddenly, looking at Claire as she took her sunglasses off her face.
"Did he just say goat?" Claire, mimicking her partner in crime, slowly pulled down her sunglasses and mouthed the word
goat.
"Give me back me clothing you bucktoothed bastard of a beast!" the Irishman screamed, his voice closer than the last bellow. It was about that time that said goat came bounding out of the hotel with the remains of a shirt between his teeth. Claire grabbed Cass by the shoulder and pulled her out of the way before she got mowed down. Cass let out a high pitched squeal of surprise and gripped onto Claire's arm as she was yankedoout of harm's way.
"Holy fuck, cheers for tha'!" Cass kept her grip on Claire's arm and watched as the goat continued onwards.
Two seconds later Murphy came sprinting out after the goat in nothing but a pair of blue jeans and right past the girls. Cass couldn't help but grin as her eyes wandered along Murhpy's bare torso.
"God fucking damn it!!" he screamed as he picked up a rock and chucked it at the goat while it headed around a corner.
Murphy kicked the ground as he slammed his hands on his hips and let out a rough breath. He was standing there, angry as hell and sweat glistening off his chest. Yup, Cass had definitely hit the jackpot when she'd met Claire. Her whole family was fit as hell.
"Hey Claire," Murphy said before kicking the ground again before walking into the hotel.
Claire held up a finger to Cass and counted down from three. Chuckling, Cass let go of Claire's arm and folded her arms across her chest, watching Claire countdown.
"Three, two, one." Just as she hit one Murphy ran back out and froze in the door way gawking at his sister.
"Claire!???" Claire just fell onto the ground laughing her ass off, so hard in fact she snorted like a pig a few times. Shaking her head happily, Cass watched Claire laughing like the adorable dork that she was.
"C'mon you, give yer big bro a cuddle and stop laughin' like the goon ye are." Cass stuck her tongue out at Claire to show that she was joking before turning her attention back to Murphy.
"Since yer wee sis is too entertained, I'll introduce m'self. Names Cass and it is a pleasure t'meet ye." She gave a devilish little grin to Murphy and held her hand out in greeting. Murphy slowly looked over to Cass as his sister kept laughing on the ground, rolling around like a drunken prom date that had found something way to humorous that was by no means funny.
"Um, yeah, I'm Murphy," he said as he took her hand and kissed the back of it. Well that wasn't the reaction she was hoping for but oh well. Live and learn. Claire finally calmed herself down enough to crawl over and grab her brothers pants legs. He just chuckled, lifting her up and giving her a big hug as her arms wrapped around his shoulders and her legs around his waist.
"Claire! Let go woman!" he playfully grumbled as he tried to pry her off.
"Nope, y'er carrying my ass!" she laughed as she hung there like a spider monkey.
"What an adorable wee family reunion." Claire was definitely happy to see her brother, no doubt about it. Putting her hands on her hips, Cass looked over to the hotel again and chewed the inside of her mouth.
They better fucking have air conditioning in there... She slipped her sunglasses back on before grabbing their bags.
"I feel like a ruddin' pack mule... Lead the way, Mr Local." Murphy sighed and motioned for her to get on his back. She giggled and swung around, ending up behind him like some deranged backpack. Murphy reached over to and took several of the bags from Cass.
"I gots that little lady, just follow ol' Murph," he said with a charming smile before he started to walk into the hotel and into the courtyard. Claire looked over his shoulder and smirked.
"Ye be turnin' that charm on ain't ya? Better look out, woman's as fiery as me if not more. You might get belted one," Claire warned. Murphy just looked over to Cass and smiled.
"Well that be the way to an Irishman's heart," he chuckled with a wink.
"I'll bear tha' in mind." Cass grinned, rolling her eyes but feeling pretty pleased inside.
"I hope ya do lass." She'd heard so much about Murphy from Claire that she felt like she knew him already and considering she'd met Connor she was pretty surprised at how attracted she was to him physically. Not that Connor wasn't a good looking man, he just didn't tickle Cass's fancy that way. Murphy on the other hand... so far so good. Granted, Cass was pretty damn attracted to Claire too but Cass just wasn't sure she was ready to cross that line from friends to more with Claire. Plus Diane had put her off women as more than just for fun and friends.
Pushing the bad thoughts away, Cass followed Murphy as he carried Claire like just another bag on his back. Her eyes wandered down the two in front of her and she smirked.
Claire really does have the best arse. Murphy brought them to the front desk and was glad that Desh was busy getting ready. He went ahead and signed them in and got them a set of keys.
"Room 11 girls, Claire get down. I ain't be lugging you up to the third floor." Claire pouted but hopped down and took the keys.
"Oh thank god, shower and AC." Murphy burst out laughing and Claire looked at him as if he had gone mad.
"What?" Cass mirrored Claire's expression and then thought about the top floor not having any windows.
"This ain't gonna be a good kinda funny, is it?" "Plumbing is shot and ain't no AC up there. But hey, me and some of the hotel folk be going out drinking. Go settle in, meet me in the courtyard in twenty. I gotta go get me's a shirt on," he said before wandering off to his room. Claire stood there gawking as she looked over at Cass.
"Well fuck me sideways and call me Sally, this sucks." Cass's fallen face looked over to Claire and burst out laughing as she thought of her retort before saying it aloud.
"Maybe later, but only if you call me Jack." Claire smirked.
"Okay Jack," she chuckled. Her laughter quickly died off as she realised how many stairs there were to climb to get to their room.
"Guess I'll lead 'eh way." Grabbing her luggage and leaving Claire's bags for her to carry, Cass started up the stairs towards the third floor. Claire shouldered her bag and follow Cass up the stairs. This was going to be a hell of a trip, why did these stairs have to be so damn steep? She glanced back at Claire as they made their ascent.
"Also, ye never told me how cute Murphy is. Granted I should have known considering he's your brother, but still. He doesn't look that much like Connor. I thought they were identical twins." "Ha, nah. They be fraternal. No idea who be born first, mama won't tell them. Been a big fight in the family fer years. Who be the oldest. Ma just likes to fuck with them. Even Pops don't know I don't think. She probably be taking that secret to her grave," Claire laughed. She remembered plenty of fights between the two of them trying to figure out who was the oldest.
"Cute? Girl, I think this heat be getting to ya." Cass glanced over and saw Murphy, she put a sheepish smile on her face.
"Haha, I love yer mammy. Sorry Murphy, dinnae realise ye were still there." She gave him a wink and chuckled a little before turning away again.
The trip up the stairs with the luggage caused Cass's incessant chatter to die off quickly as the heat took its toll on her body. She was desperate for a drink. Making it to the room, Cass quickly unlocked the door and threw the bags in just at the door before darting towards the bathroom sink, desperate for a drink of something cold to wash her mouth out. She turned the tap only to get a small cloud of dust spitting out of it and a rattling, dry noise rang out beneath the countertop.
Slapping the tap, Cass turned and folded her arms across her chest, her backside resting against the side of the sink as she looked towards Claire with a face like a wounded puppy.
"Can we go home yet?" Claire stumbled in behind her a bit and dropped her things on the ground unceremoniously.
"Ye gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me!" she grumbled as she looked around. Reaching into her bag she rummaged through it a bit and found two bottle of water left over from the flight. They were warm now but hey it was better than nothing. Looking over at Cass she tossed her one before unscrewing the cap and downing the stuff.
"Son of a bitch, that's nasty. Yeah, we are definitely joining Murph for a drink tonight. Guess we should get ready. Is nudity an option?" Cass caught the bottle and followed Claire's lead. The warmth was not appreciated but at least the wetness eased the discomfort some.
"Yeuck. Rank. Anyway, if it isnae an option, we'll jus' 'ave t'bloody make it one." Cass reached down and grabbed the bottom of her vest top and yanked it up and over her head.
"Too bad we cannae 'ave a shower before we go out." Cass slipped out of her shorts and stood in her plain black underwear and looked down at it.
"Think I might jus' go commando 'nd jus' wear shorts 'nd a crop top. Or is tha' too revealin' for India? Fuck, I dinnae ken!" She looked to Claire for some kind of guidance on what the dress code might be for India.
Claire chuckled as she stripped out of her shorts and top and kicked it to the wall, letting it crumple on the ground. Grumbling she pealed out of her sports bra and groaned as she looked at the bruises on her ribs.
"If this heat keeps up, we both gonna be locked up for strolling around in our birthday suits. Cass, how them bruises from the last fight looking on me back?" she asked as she pulled her hair out of the way. They were healing but there was still some blackness to them.
Walking over to Claire, Cass ran her hands lightly over the bruises. Claire jumped slightly as she felt Cass's fingers and then relaxed.
"They're lookin' a bit dodgy but nae where near as bad as they were a while back. I reckon they're healin' fine. How they feelin'?" Cass lightly pressed on one of the smaller bruises to gauge the pain factor of them.
"O'der than feelin' like I be in the seventh level hell, fine," she groaned as she pulled a wedge out of her rear and stepped over it her bags.
"Sorry! Was jus' tryin' to see how bad it was..." Cass's voice trailed off as she watched Claire digging in her bags. Claire let out a yelp of happiness
"Fuck yeah!" she said as she pulled out a couple of cool pouches she carried with her because of fights, cracking the inside and tossing one to Cass as she placed the other on the back of her neck. The icy cold feeling felt better a knock out right then.
"Oh I could fuckin' kiss ye!" Cracking the pellet, Cass placed the pack on her forehead and let it cool her before running it across her neck and eventually setting it in her bra as she moved around the room and took the place in. There really were no windows. That was going to get old
fast.
"I'm thinkin' we'll need some kinda nettin' if we ain't gettin' nae windows." Throwing her hands up in defeat, Cass walked back over to her bags and decided to claim a side of the one and only bed.
"I ain't be sinking no money into this death trap of a place," Claire moaned as she kept moving the pack over her body. Looking up she noted the fan and carefully went to turn it on. No sparks flew and it spun to life.
"Thank you baby Jesus!" "I'll take 'eh side furthest from 'eh window! Thaaaaanks, yer a pal!" She grinned mischeviously at Claire and stuck her tongue out again as she threw herself on the bed, her bags laying on the floor at "her side of the bed".
"Oh yeah, sure, yer welcome pal," Claire said rolling her eyes as she knelt down to find something to wear. Tossing clothing left and right.
She landed rather harshly on the bed and she groaned in pain as she shifted herself off the covers and peeked underneath them.
"God fuckin' damn! There's plaster under 'eh damn sheets! What did we get ourselves into?!" Cass looked over to Claire and pouted her lips a little in indignation at their predicament. Grabbing the plaster, Cass threw it out the window in irritation only to hear a yelp from outside.
"Mother Mary and Joseph, if it ain't a goat it be raining ceiling!" Murphy screamed out as he rubbed the back of hos head. She froze in place and looked to Claire in horror.
"Shit! Did I jus' batter your brother?! I cannae look. I WAS NEVER HERE!" Cass jumped into the bed and hid under the sheet for about half a second before she came up for air. Claire rush to the window and leaned over to see Murphy, she just stared at him wide eyed. Murphy looked up to see his sister standing there and gawked.
"Put some clothes on!" "Get us windows, curtains and AC!" she yelled before she leaned back inside and started rummaging for clothes once again. Finally opting for a light tank top and a pair of cut off khaki shorts. That was about as much as she was going to put on tonight.
"Holy baw-sack, we ain't gonna be needin' sheets! Fuck that shit for a carry on." Her thoughts of having accidentally killed someone outside quickly evaporated as soon as she realised how uncomfortable it was going to be to sleep here tonight. Cass jumped up from the bed and decided to peek out of the window as Claire got dressed. Looking down to Murphy Cass decided to add on a final note to Claire's previous demands.
"And some workin' pipes, god fuckin' damn it! We want showers!" Pushing herself away from the window, she turned and looked towards Claire.
"We need to rob an ice store on the way back from the bar. Nodding in agreement, Cass grabbed a towel from her bag and wiped herself down, trying to get rid of some of the sheen from her body.
Ducking into her bags, Cass popped up with a couple white packs of something in her hands.
"Okay, makeshift shower time. Here." She threw one of the packs to Claire, it was a pack of baby wipes. Claire caught the pack and started cleaning up as best she could. They had just spent hours on a flight and now this weather? Just wasn't right. They still had a bit of chill to them. Opening the pack, Cass started to rub herself down in the key areas before wiping off the rest of herself with the slightly cool, wet wipe. She then fished the now warm cool pack from her bra and she stripped her bra off before grabbing her bag and turning it upside down, pouring everything onto a pile on the floor. She nabbed a
light, backless, purple sundress from her clothing pile and slipped it on. Normally she'd wear giant, platform heels with this dress but considering where they currently were, Cass opted to wear ankle high, white leather, lace up sandals.
She looked at her bag of accessories and considered the weather here.
"Fuck it, it goes against everythin' I usually stand for but I will not be wearing any accessories 'eh day. Lord forgive me." She shrugged her shoulders and set about fixing her hair up into a messy bun before she looked over to Claire again.
"Do ye know anythin' 'bout 'eh people tha' live here? What we in store for disruptin'?" A wicked little grin spread across her face as Cass began to think about all the fun that they would be having.
Pulling on her clothing and her flip flops she groaned a bit, it was too hot to be wearing anything. How did these people stand it? Looking over as she pulled her hair up into a high messy bun she shrugged a bit.
"He's got this friend, supposed to be like this Yeti sort, dunno know what he mean by that. Then there is some bitch fit of a doctor. Some Korean chick. Couple of others. He bitches most about the manager, said the man is as obnoxious as a set of bag pipes stuffed with zombie kittens," she laughed as she stood there and dropped her hands.
Satisfied with her hair, Cass nodded and rose her eyebrow at Claire's rhyming off of the hotel residents.
"Well that's descriptive. Cheers, bud. I'm totally clued in now, aye?" She rolled her eyes and grabbed her sweat soaked vest top from earlier before tossing it in Claire's direction.
"C'mon smelly, let's go meet the locals." She walked over and hooked her right arm in Claire's left and dragged her out of the room, heading downstairs to meet up with Murphy and the other residents.
Cass walked up behind Murphy and poked his sides from behind with her fingertips, grinning from ear to ear.
"Hellooo." Cass slung her right arm around Claire and stood by Murphy before waving to everyone else in the courtyard with her free hand.
"Name's Cass, pleasure t'meet ye!"
