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Click, Click, Click, Click

"That's good. Ben move your arm up slightly...perfect. Now hold it there." 

Click, Click, Click, Click, Click, click, Click

"And we're done for the day. Thanks everyone." Cora straightened from her crouched position absently rubbing the small of her back that was beginning to ache. 

Her thoughts were already on the shots she had gotten today and whether they were good enough for the client. She thought she had gotten some good ones but until she sat down and analysed them on her computer she wouldn't know for sure. She busied herself with packing up her gear, various camera's and tripods etc, giving the others time to get their own things together. Once everything was packed away to her satisfaction she straightened and approached Ben and his wife Layla. She stopped a short distance away and smiled at the two of them, Layla held their newborn baby in her arms and it was currently asleep for which Cora was extremely grateful. The infants screaming had almost driven her to the edge and several times they had had to stop. Though used to working with children this one had been particularly trying and Cora would not be sorry to have finished dealing with it. 

"This was the last one today." She told them. "I should have enough now for the album."

Layla smiled in relief, no doubt she was as tired as Cora if not more so, and nodded. "Thank you Cora. I know it was challenging today but you were nothing but professional. I will definitely be recommending you to my friends and family." 

"Mrs Kingston you haven't seen the pictures yet." Cora protested. 

"I have no doubt they will be perfect. Now if you'll excuse me I need to get this young man back to the car. I think he has had enough of the great outdoors." She smiled fondly at the baby in her arms before pecking her husband on the cheek and walking away in the direction of the car park. 

"I second my wife's thanks Cora. And I am sure the album will be great." He deliberately kept his distance and did not offer to shake her hand. Some might have seen that as rude but Cora preferred it that way. She disliked strangers being in her personal space and Ben respected that for which she was grateful. 

"Thank you Mr Kingston. I'll be in touch once I'm finished." Cora said. 

He nodded and then walked off after his wife, his longer strides meant he easily caught up with the smaller woman and Cora watched the two of them walk comfortably together to their car. She felt a pang watching them, she sometimes wondered if she would ever have that kind of normal, but shook it off with an impatient shrug. Feeling sorry for herself achieved nothing and she did not want to spoil a successful day with self pity. It was a beautiful day with the sun high in the sky, at the Kingston's request she had started early this morning and had managed to be done shortly after lunch. She figured she would have time to work on the album and then grab a coffee in town, she picked up her equipment bags and began the trek back to her cabin. 

It was a fairly long walk but she didn't mind. She loved the woods and spent as much time as she could in them preferring the natural sounds and smells to that of the city. As she walked her senses automatically registered the various stimuli around her. Her sensitive hearing picked up the numerous small mammals scurrying away in the undergrowth, and the quiet tweeting of nesting birds that slept during the day. Her nose detected the smells of flowers pollinating bees, the remains of a kill made the day before, and the musky scent natural to many animals. Everything was as it should be and she relaxed, able to just be herself without constantly having to control her instincts and behavior. This was her natural habitat and she made the most of the time she spent there. 

As she grew close to her cabin she realised that there were two animals stalking her, felines by their scent, and she shook her head in amusement. She continued on to her cabin as if she had no idea she was being followed. She stopped outside her front door, placed her bags on the floor beside her and waited. After a moment she spun on her heel and caught the large black ball of fur that had launched at her face, she laughed and hugged the cat close. The purring feline raised its head and rubbed its face against her hand and she obliged him by fussing him. After a moment a smaller grey streak appeared and began twining around her ankles. She allowed Mojo to drop to the floor and picked up her bags, she opened her front door and allowed the cats to go in ahead of her. 

"Alright you two, lemme get in first." She grumbled.

It didn't take long before the two cats were happily wolfing down their food in the kitchen whilst Cora was ensconced in front of her computer a plate of food beside her. She worked for several hours only pausing to grab mouthfuls of food or to move one of the cats off of the keyboard, they eventually settled down with Mojo on her lap and Luna perched on the windowsill behind her. She absently stroked the cat in her lap as she examined the results of the mornings photo shoot. Finally after a couple of hours she switched off the computer and stretched loudly, arching upwards and enjoying the loosening of her muscles. Mojo complained loudly about being disturbed and she chuckled at his obvious disgruntled expression. 

"Oh shush you big softie." She said before heading into her bedroom to change. Her jeans were covered in grass stains from where she had knelt numerous times to get a better angle. She changed into a long flowing skirt, loose top and got rid of the various bits of grass and twigs that had gotten into her hair, though how she had no idea. She grabbed her purse and keys, said goodbye to the cats both now curled up on her bed, and locked the door behind her. She had gotten into the habit of going for coffee after a photo shoot and today wasn't any different, she liked to sit outside and watch the people around her. 

A short time later she entered the cafe in Union Point Hills, Haven was to her exactly what the name suggested, and she had been coming here regularly for some time now. She was on speaking terms with the staff but had not made the effort to become friends, not yet at least. She liked them well enough just found it difficult to interact with them. The night at the ball, talking with Henry, had been unusual for her. She wasn't incapable of talking to people it was just that her unpredictable nature made others unsure of her and she often misunderstood verbal and physical cues. It wasn't busy right then and so she was able to go straight to the counter where she ordered her favorite. A Caramel Latte with extra Caramel syrup and cream. She liked to indulge her sweet tooth now and then. She sat in her preferred seat outside and smiled when her coffee was brought to her. 

"Thank you."

Lysia glanced down at the Batarian as he was dragged away and then back up at the two newcomers, her face betrayed no surprise at what had just happened though she did quirk her lips in a small grin. 

"And I thought this was such a fine upstanding establishment too." She said drily. 

She sipped her wine and savored the flavour, it really wasn't that bad, she could definitely get used to drinking it on a regular basis though she did make a point of not drinking a lot. Little and not often was her motto and it had worked for her so far, she preferred keeping a clear head. Much safer that way. She shook her head sadly at the spilled alcohol. "Such a waste, I hope it wasn't a good year."

She then glanced at the human and the drell, both looked competent and certainly seemed less annoying than the Quarian who seemed to flirt with anything that had a pulse. She nodded to both of them. "Lysia V'tira, well met."

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