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 Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 7:50 am
O U R A D V E N T U R E The two males were walking on the streets, part of a charity organization. The event today was to help those less fortunate, and he was assigned to a shack of sorts, belonging to a male and his adopted child. That is all he knew. He brought money of course, and few of his own possessions to give to the other. The young child following him brought a plushie to give to the other. It was of a rabbit.
Zephyr wore his usual coat with a plain black t-shirt underneath. He wore his usual plan black pants, and casual shoes. He just wanted to meet one, and hopefully help the other's life get better. He also wanted to show Slythor those less fortunate, to let him be grateful for the home he has. He arrived at the shack without another word and gently tapped on the door. "Hello? I'm Zephyr, with my child Slythor. We're here for the Charity."Slythor didn't really know what was going on, but he himself was excited about the opportunity to play with someone. Finally! His energy levels were too much for his new Father, so maybe the child here could play with him. He even got some sweets in his pocket to share with the potential friend. He smiled and hummed a tune he made up for himself.
He waited patiently at the door, hoping he would be allowed to come in.
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 11:01 am
Leraje was out in the overgrown lot that fanned out behind his hovel, using a tapped in old pipeline and a battered old hose to give himself the first shower/clothes washing of the warm weather. The shirts and jackets had been completed and were already strung out on the roof of his place. Much as Leraje had wanted to peel off his torn jeans as well, that never ended well. Arrests for public exposure and indecency and all that. Maybe he should invest (read- scrounge for) a tarp or something. Yeah, that'd be good.
It was just as he turned the hose off that he heard voices at his door. He couldn't make out the words from the back, but there was definitely someone there. Shrugging as he slicked back his dark read hair, he went around the front to investigate. Not like anyone ever came here. Weird.
"Who're you?" he called out as an introduction as he rounded the side of his shack to see a guy and... another weird kid. Oh no. Don't be dumping another brat on him. Of course Leraje kept the latter part silent.
Maybe he'd come to take Ferox back? That'd be cool. Huh, speaking of Ferox, where was the brat?
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 2:49 pm
O U R A D V E N T U R E "Hello! I'm Zephyr. I'm here with the Charity Orginization giving out things to the less fortunate. This is my adopted son Slythor. I apologize for his awkward appearance. He is a nice child. I heard you also had an adopted son. Slythor even brought a plushie to give to the other child. Could we perhaps meet him?" Zephyr spoke, re-introducing himself and his child. He smiled in a friendly manner and extended his hand. "I brought some food and money for you, I don't know much about you, so I hope we could sit down and have a nice talk." He smiled once more, hoping to have made a nice impression on the other despite his casual looking appearance. He cared not for the other's appearance, other than perhaps the lack of clothing, but he had caught the man in his own home, what would he expect?
Slythor smiled up at the stranger like he was taught to do. "Hello." He spoke. He hugged his father's side gently, a little scared of the man. He was shy around strangers, he couldn't help that though. He still kept a shy smile on, hugging the mentioned plushie close to his scaled belly.
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Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 8:49 pm
Nngh. Charity. Always good to leech off some money from them, but usually... they sent the money with dudes like this. Le sigh. Leraje wondered how long it would be until he got some chastising for his lack of motivation to get a job.
Eh. He was getting money. Keep things on the bright side. Made dealing with Mr. Robot here tolerable.
"Yeah," he said with a dismissive wave, moving over to the door. Maybe Fer was inside. "Lemme find the brat first."
Pushing the door open, Leraje peered in. "Hey, Fer!"
Nothing. Huh. Where'd he go?
"Daddy!"
Ferox scampered out from the tangle of bushes a few yards back, Cel close behind him.
"I'm not dad," Leraje corrected him, the words now almost automatic. "What were you doing?"
"Teachin' Cel a trick."
"'s cool!" Cel's little face beamed with pride, obviously from the so-called trick he'd learned.
"Yeah yeah, you can show me later." Leraje brushed some more soaking tendrils of hair out of his face. "Anyways. You kids go play or something. Just don't get hit by a car. Shoo while we have boring grown-up talk."
"Bo-ring," Ferox made a face, then looked the other kid over curiously. "Hi!"
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 7:03 am
O U R A D V E N T U R E Zephyr smiled and patted his son's head. "Tell now, go play with the other child." He spoke kindly, before turning to face the other. "Well... here..." He gave a bag to the other. "It contains 500 dollars an enough canned goods to last maybe a month if you use it right. Now, may I come in? We could sit and talk about your situation, get to know each other better... things like that." He smiled, content with the situation as it was, though he was a little worried about his apparent lack of care for his child. "Well.. you have an odd looking child.. did you get him from the lab as well?" He asked.Slythor quickly scampered off to the other kid, showing the plushie to the other. "I got this for you. Have it." He smiled happily. He then sat down to pick out a rock from his hoof. "I'm Slythor, what's your name?" He asked shyly.
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 5:44 pm
"Uh, thanks."
Shifting the bag of free goods to one arm, the redhead reached up with his free hand to grasp his ragged Green Lantern shirt to pull it down from sunning on the roof. Damn thing was still damp, but dry enough for wearing, at least. Egh, talking. Though it was a small price to pay for free s**t like this.
"Yeah, just head on in and grab a spot to sit." He led the way into the little shack with Cel dancing around his ankles, setting down the bag o' goodies and pulling on the shirt before sitting on a battered metal folding chair. "Least it's light enough to see in here. Just grab something to sit on and leave the door open."
With the grownups heading inside to do boring talk, Ferox's full attention went back tot he other little boy. "Uh, thanks," he said as he accepted the toy, echoing his guardian's previous words. What was it? Curiously, he bit at it. Ew! Not food.
"'lo. I'm Ferox." Fer didn't quite know what to make of this other boy. He gave him weird things. Hmm.
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 6:50 pm
O U R A D V E N T U R E Zephyr smiled and took what looked to be a stool and sat on it in front of the other. "What is your child's name? Did you get him from a lab by any chance? And what is your name? If you don't feel comfortable answering these you can let me know and I'll leave if you wish for me to." He smiled in a friendly manner, wanting to seem like a welcoming Christian to all.Slythor laughed. "No... Silly! Its to play with and sleep with!" He grinned and waved at the other. "Hai Ferox. Would you like to play a game?" He asked, always playful. He taged the other and ran off quickly. "Let's play!" He grinned. "You're it!!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 7:45 pm
Woah. Talk about question onslaught. Leraje's head tilted back as he sorted out the inquiries that had just been shot rapid-fire at him. "Mm. Kid's name is Ferox," he began, ticking it off with a finger. "Yes he came from some lab I'd rather not think about. Weird place. Probably violates a number of those health or human equality laws and statures and stuff, but they're paying me to raise the brat so I can't complain."
Name. Huh. One would think that being from the charity, the dude would already know his name. Unless it was some of that 'go help the guy in the shitty corrugated tin shack' if that was the case, then yeah. No surprise. "I'm Leraje."
"I'm Cel!" The little fluffy thing piped up, his dark tail flicking.
"Shush Cel."
"But-"
"Shush."
Play with and sleep with? How WEIRD. Ferox idly decided to forget about the toy, setting it on a scraggly patch of grass. Playing chase games was far more fun! "No, YOU'RE it!"
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 5:13 am
O U R A D V E N T U R E Zephyr's attention turned to the what he assumed was an oddly-colored fox. "Did your pet just speak?" He asked, looking at it in a curious manner. "If I known you had a pet as well I would've gotten a ball or something for it." He reached his hand towards it to try and pet the rather beautiful creature. "I've never seen anything with such unique markings... do you know what it is?"Slythor nodded. "Ok." He smiled, getting on all fours and he playfully stuck his tongue out, before running at a surprisingly face pace at the other, chasing him.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 8:09 pm
"'course I can talk," the little creature intoned, his large ears twitching as he frowned. "All us Jivvins can talk."
Cel made no motion to withdraw as Zephyr reached out to pet him. He instead watched with a simple detached curiosity.
"Don't worry. He won't bite. And like Cel said, he's a Jivvin." Leraje let a wry grin flash across his face. "He's going to be a bit of a star soon."
"Yeah!" Cel perked up. "I'm gonna do street tricks!"
Ferox, used to these chase games from playing with Cel, darted off. "Can't catch me!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 10:35 am
O U R A D V E N T U R E Zephyr pet the creature curiously. "Interesting... Maybe Slythor would like to have one for himself. He's been complaining he's wanted a pet recently, and has been quite patient about my answer." He spoke, cressing the pet's head and neck gently before withdrawing his hand, smiling as it spoke. "You have a very interesting pet. I'm sure you're very glad your son has a playmate." He smiled happily. "Well then... I'm sure Slythor would like to come by for many more visits after this one. If you ever have a problem with food or anything I'll be happy to help, I have more money than I need as of late, and I'd rather not hoard it all to myself. I don't want the child to learn the concept of greed at such a young age." He smiled.
Slythor grinned. "Oh yeah?" He chashed after the other before tackling him. "I got you! I got you! Haa!" He grinned and sped off. "Now catch me!" He grinned widely, enjoying the game. He never had this much fun with Father, because of course Father was never fast enough to catch him.He believed he was the fastest thing ever.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 7:31 pm
"I s'pose," Leraje responded with a lazy shrug. "And he's good enough, I guess." Another shrug. "Don't ask me where to find a Jivvin, though. An egg just happened upon my doorstep and pop! Cel cracked out of my cooking pot. I thought it was dinner..."
Cel let the man pet him, though with each mention of 'pet' his ears drooped a little lower. What was a pet? it didn't sound good. Once the stranger's hand had been withdrawn, he skittered away to sit safely beneath Leraje's chair, peering out from between the redhead's ankles.
Leraje frowned at Cel's unusual action. "Weirdo."
Picking himself huffily off the ground, Ferox sprinted after the other. He could be fast when he wanted, but those were limited to short bursts of speed. Nonetheless, it was enough to get Slythor in a flying tackle. "I win!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 7:41 pm
O U R A D V E N T U R E Zephyr frowned when he saw the other retreat. "I'm sorry, did I offend you Cel?" He asked, smiling. "Hmm.. Well.. I plan to get Slythor a pet... being a pet owner yourself, do you have any suggestions?" He asked, trying to steer this conversation somewhere and treat him like a normal guy with normal needs. After all, feeling pity was not working for any homeless, he himself knew when he first got this job. He was nearly tossed out of the home he had walked ito the second he showed pity.Sylthor grinned. "Oh yeah?" He growled playfully and jumped onto the other, holding on. "I win! I'm the winner!" He shouted proudly, grinning. He wins, he was the winner, the fastest, the best!
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 8:00 pm
Damn. That was a close slip. Instinctively Leraje's hand reached up to rub at the small circular brand on his neck. Better pay attention. No good letting the mouth go on autopilot here.
"So!" he said rather quickly, letting the chair tilt back forward to clatter loudly on the floor. "What about you? Strange enough seeing charity people around. Odder seeing one with one of those weird kid-things, too. Bit too coincidental for me to not cast some suspicion your way."
"No you're not!" With a grunt of effort, Ferox pushed the other off him. He wasn't long to lose to this kid! Even if he did give him a... a fluffy thing!
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 3:06 pm
O U R A D V E N T U R E Zephyr looked confused, but said nothing as the other messed up words. Did the man have something to hide? Was he a criminal of some sort? Curious... but he wasn;t going to press the other for questions. He's rather not offend the other. "Well... would you like a job of some sort? I could use some help in the Church." He smiled. "I'm sure they could provide you a source of income, even though it may not be much." He smiled gently to the other.Slythor grinned and held on hard, like a leech. He was not gonna come off this time. He was gonna win! He was going to beat this kid and show him that he was the best one ever!
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