<em>Promise</em>Scar said with a grin that was down right sinful. When it came to kinks Scar had a varied taste, she like to both give and revive and she enjoyed quiet a few things. She was really one of those people who lived like variety was the spice of life. When her phone went off Puck and she moved almost in harmony so she could look at it. He moved away then and for a moment she felt a chill where his warm body had been pressed against her.<br/><br/>Sarah asked about exploring the house and Scar smiled, "Of course, the place came furnished but the movers will haul away anything we don't want, I already made arrangements." She said pulling out her hair and brushing it back from her face. Bantering some more about the man cave Scar nodded to Sarah in agreement. It was then Martin asked about a picture and Scar laughed,  a light happy sound. He talked in a way that was grand and sweeping. If she was just a bit younger she probably would have teased him constantly but in a way it was endearing.<br/><br/>"Chill, I got this" she said flipping her hair over her shoulder. Puck then commented about the picture and Scar smirked, "Am I a soul eater then?" She asked her voice flirtatious and teasing as she walked over to the table and framed the shot. She knew he didn't like his picture being taken very much. She was a photographer, of course it had come up but she respected his opinion to not like them. Did stop her from taking them occasionally but she didn't ask him to pose for her. She didn't like those kind of pictures any way. No, he was like the Lions she stalked, in moments of unknown observation when they're the most natural. Her favorite were always from a bit away zoned in so he didn't know she was there. Her favorite came when she'd visited him backstage once during a performance. He hadn't known she was there yet and was talking to one of the other actors laughing. He was sweaty from the lights and his make up was a little smeared but he looked so happy, his eyes were so alive. It had been perfect, you can't plan moments like that.<br/><br/>So Scar framed the photo with Martin and Sarah and waved Puck over. There was a timer on her camera but it was linked to her phone too which she used to take bursts of them all moving to position. Taking photos silently while no one was aware. Puck asked about putting up a lil  doors and a garden, Scar nodded a smile on her lips, "of course love." She said. She wasn't saying it to be nice, she wanted everyone to be happy here, a family. She wanted Sarah's books on the selves, Pucks masks on the walks, Martin's briefcase on the table and her rucksack in the entryway closet. She wanted it to be theirs so any changes they wanted to make she wanted them to do. Besides while she was still learning about it from Puck she found the Celtic mythology interesting and charming.<br/><br/>"Ok everyone smile" she said when everyone had gotten together. She smiled at the camera catching Pucks fingers with hers before moving and giving him a kiss on the cheek and then a quick half hug to Sarah, lopping her arm around ber waist from behind and sqeezing before gling to collect her camera. "Lets go explore" She said sounding excited. Whike Puck and Sarah might have thought she had a lot of stuff really Scar traveled pretty light in life. That why she had the money to buy this place. Her car was still the one her dad bought her and made her learn how to work on in high school. She didnt spend money on fancy clothes when she spent around two thirds of her life in the dirt. She didn't eat fancy most of the time and had no need to spend money on vacations because her work let her travel the world.  She lavished money on her equipment but that was simply reinvesting and it showed.<br/><br/>Her old apartment had been a small furnished thing because she'd been working all the time and didn't want to live out of a hotel even though it would be cheaper as Bill her lawyer had often complained. But Scar liked having somewhere to come back to. Six months ago she'd pretty much moved everything of import to Pucks so it had been an easy thing to hand in the keys weeks ago when escrow had started, she'd been living with Puck by then anyway. She figured anything that needed replaced could be but she wasn't all that concerned about trivial things. You learn to appreciate the bigger picture when comfort is not something you always have access to. Scar loved her job, loved that perfect breath of a moment when the gaze of her prey makes eye contact with her through the lens but the rest of it; crappy food, sleeping bags in the dust, no water or bad water, dust in her hair, sticky sweaty skin, more dust. She really hated dust. As long as she had running water, a comfy place to sleep, a.c. and good food Scar was happy.<br/><br/>All but skipping Scar tugged Puck lightly by the fingers where she'd tangled hers with his back into the house to explore Martin and Sarah's master suit and the spare room that seemed destined to be the man cave before they explored the kitchen, public bath, then Puck and Scar's master suite and the small room that would be Scars office.