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 Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 8:00 pm
"I didn't do it!"
"I didn't do it!"
"I didn't do it!"
How many times had she repeated that, and to how many people? She didn't care to count. And, sure, she did do it, but it obviously wasn't her fault! One of those brat sisters (or maybe Kotoki) had done something to her spell to mess it up--she wasn't to blame.
It was a relief to get away from her family. Even if she did have to wear that stupid teal outfit like Noyama's and hang out with that group of stupid girls from her island who were visiting and who all wore the same thing and pretty much looked and sounded exactly the same in the stupid mall's "food court" place.
"I think he said something about you!" One of the four purple-haired girls giggled. They all spoke English, but the island language was easier for them. Besides, it was more fun. You could talk about people, and they wouldn't even know what you were saying! Giggle.
Despite being 12 in reality, Kilah easily passed as a teenager and didn't mind playing as one so long as this group of babbling morons kept buying her stuff. The girl who was being spoken to made a face and nudged the other playfully, sticking her tougne out.
"So Kilah, did you think about getting a tan?" One asked suddenly. "Your skin is really pale."
"Is it?" Kilah yawned, spinning the straw in her milkshake around. "I hadn't noticed..." Morons. At least they had money...
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 8:10 pm
Malls were stupid. Malls were stupid and boring and didn't have any of the interesting stuff like at the weird little foreign stores they usually visited. Why Banda had chosen to drag him to the mall, Lyrus would never know. They certainly didn't need anything, and it wasn't the sort of place Banda would normally want to go--especially since they had taken Venoch with them. But here they were.
Scowling, Lyrus shot a glare up ahead at his 'brother' and the demon curled up on his shoulders. Blasted noisy malls. He couldn't even play with his knife--Banda had made him leave it home. His KNIFE. Lyrus never left his knife anywhere! It was making him nervous, jumpy. Around each corner could be someone waiting to attack and slit his neck, and he wouldn't be able to do a thing about it because his bloody knife was at the bloody apartment!
Lyrus hated the mall.
Sighing heavily, and forgetting Banda couldn't hear, Lyrus let his gaze wander the area. Boring clothes store, some video game place, shoes, more clothes, food court... Kilah? He blinked. The mall was certainly not the kind of place he'd have expected her to be around. ...Oh well. "Oi, Kilah! S'that you?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 8:17 pm
"That's Jaxom, isn't it?" One of them accused immediatly. Kilah snorted. It probably shouldn't have amused her, but for a reason even she didn't know it did.
"That'd be Lyrus," she answered in English, leaning back in her chair and waving in no particular direction. "Hey, Lyrus!" Kilah called across the many tables, chairs and people to him. It sucked they wouldn't let Gizmo in here.
Not that she needed him with at least one of these girls dragging her around by the arm. They were like eye dogs themselves, except they talked and giggled and gawked at every boy and stuff like that.
Maybe throwing a few babies in the volcano hadn't been such a bad idea after all. It would help weed out the stupid ones like these.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 8:22 pm
Thankfully, Lyrus wasn't near enough to catch the other girl's words. Even in another language, Jaxom was Jaxom, and had he heard that name, he likely would have just followed after Banda after all.
As it was, he returned the wave, ignoring the fact that Kilah couldn't see, and, leaving the oblivious Banda, hurried over to the table and pulled up a chair for himself, sinking down between two of the girls and otherwise ignoring them. "Never thought I'd see you at the mall. Not that I'm ever here myself... Banda's looking for something. How've you been?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 8:35 pm
"Actually, I come here a lot," Kilah admitted with a chuckle. "My friend Morty pierced my nose here once. It fell out, but Lucky won't let me do it again until I'm older." That's why she was here so much. Trying to sweet talk the owner of that lovely shop with all those earrings to do it for her anyway. He never agreed, and even when she told him her "mother" couldn't write and therefore couldn't provide permission he wasn't swayed in the slightest.
One of the two girls beside Lyrus glared lightly. "He's rude."
"I think he's kinda cute," the one on the left said jokingly. The other three 'ew'ed in unison.
"He's like ten! Gross!"
"I meant cute in the little kid way!" The other teenager defended. It was interesting when you thought about it. They didn't look much older than Noyama and Noharu, but acted so much different. That island really was changing, apparently.
"I've been better," Kilah answered, ignoring the other females. "Our house burned down." And it so totally wasn't her fault. "What about you?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 8:48 pm
"I see..." Nose piercing? He could vaguely remember her mentioning that before, but didn't care enough to dwell on it. He would never get one, anyway. Maybe a regular earring or something, 'cause they were shiny and neat and it'd look cool with his horn, but not in his nose. That was kind of gross when you thought about it.
There was a brief pause while Lyrus glanced around at the girls, actually acknowledging their presence, but more out of annoyance that they were saying things he couldn't understand than any desire to talk with them. Once they had stopped ewing, he returned his attention to Kilah, grimacing. "Your house burnt down? Where're you living now, then?"
"I'm staying with Banda now," he chirped smugly, reclining back in his chair. "So things're good. Finally got away from Moo and Jax and crap." He paused, expression darkening somewhat, a shrugged. "I heard Jaxom grew. Haven't seen him since, though." And don't want to, the stupid p***k.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 8:56 pm
"I don't know. Lucky'll figure something out. She's smart." And scarey. Kilah didn't dare stick around to wait for her to come home. No one believed her when she said she didn't do it. The evidence was awfully overwhelming. Whatever. She didn't really want to think about it.
Another thing she didn't want to think about was Jax. Stupid...moron. "Ah," she said casually, almost boredly. What did it matter if he didn't see him anymore? Sometimes she could swear he was trying to start something. "You four, go away."
The group of girls whined as they gathered their things from the table and left. No one from the island dared to tell Momoro's future wife no. Of course, as far as they knew she actually had interest in him.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 9:03 pm
"I'd volunteer Banda's house, but it's tiny." He sighed. It was annoyingly small after the magnificence of the House. The apartment only had two bedrooms, a small kitchen, and a combined living/dining room. Lyrus had already booted Venoch to have a room of his own. The demon didn't mind. He stayed with Banda now.
He quirked a brow as the girls departed, watching them go and waiting until they were out of hearing range to continue. He didn't know why Kilah had sent them away, not did he particularly care. He preferred them gone. And he could make this work to his advantage. "Yeah, I heard from Isto. He also said Jax has a new girlfriend or something. Another Guardian he met."
A lie. Lyrus didn't care. If there was even the slightest chance that Kilah still liked jaxom in that way, he wanted it gone. Call it jealousy, call it greed, call it whatever. He just didn't like sharing a friend with his p***k of a brother.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 9:11 pm
Alright. Now she was sure he was trying to start s**t. She hadn't seen his brother in who knows how long, why couldn't he just let it go? She listened in silence, trying to look as careless as she could. The fact she didn't have eyes was for once a good thing--it was easier to fake an expression without them.
Drumming her fingers on the chair handle, she rested her elbow on the table and her head on her palm. "That's...nice," she said sarcastically in a way that almost seemed to be warning him. "Did you catch her name?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 9:22 pm
"Eydie," Lyrus replied without missing a beat. He had expected the question. And Eydie -was- a real Guardian. She even lived with him--or with Moo, anyway. Part of Lenta's family. But Eydie had been stuck as a baby forever for some strange reason, even though she and Jaxom shared a birthday, so they idea of them ever hooking up was particularly laughable.
Not that he laughed. That would screw up everything. "I've met her once or twice. She's a b***h," he added. And she was. Demonic little wretch. Like a female Venoch, except less prone to slicing things open.
"But anyway," And time for a subject change. All casual like. "Have you met Anisia?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 9:29 pm
It was hard to believe him for a few reasons, and those reasons were probably why she was so doubtful about it. For one, it was hard to believe anyone could put up with Jax for very long. He was all fine and good at first, but he got old quick. Besides, if he did have a 'girlfriend' it was only to make her jealous. Amusing, if anything.
But then what did she care?
"No," she answered, fiddling boredly with the straw again. "Why?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 9:36 pm
"Just curious." That was all, really. He hadn't expected her to have. Maybe heard of the cinnamon girl, but not met her--Ani had said she didn't know Kilah or Mignon, after all. "I met her a few days back, s'all."
A pause while he traced a design on the table with one finger, and then, "She saved me from this giant plant. There's a room at the mansion, and we were exploring, and..." he shrugged. It was too much trouble to bother with the full story right now. "Well, she got me out of the plant, anyway."
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 9:41 pm
Ah. So she was a Sin'aeis. That was-- Kilah paused, 'tsk'ing angrily at the sudden memory. "I know what room you're talking about. The one with all the plants, I've been there. That big a** fly trap or whatever almost ate me when I was toddler." Oh, Lord, how she loathed that thing to no end. It wasn't safe in that room! Chaco should burn it. Maybe she'd do it herself. "Like I needed another reason to hate flowers," she muttered as an after thought.
"Anyway," the girl continued, twirling the straw around and around in the glass again--for some reason it really helped pass the time. "I've never heard of her." Which kind of surprised her. Normally she'd at least heard of a person. "Sounds cool."
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 9:49 pm
"Yeah! That's the one that got me." Well, he didn't feel so stupid anymore. And that blasted lure-flower hadn't helped. Of course, it wouldn't have tempted Kilah, but had she been able to see, he was sure it would've. It was just that nice of a flower, even if she hated them. So it was perfectly reasonable for him to, you know, nearly get eaten by a plant.
Why did Aylee have that room, anyway? ...And what did she feed the plants?
"She's pretty cool," Lyrus replied evasively, shrugging. "A lot like Mignon, I think. But less inclined to beating people with batons." Meaning she was nice in not-so-nice terms. But flat out telling Kilah someone was really nice generally made Kilah think of that person as a wuss... Which, really, Anisia probably was, especially since she was friends with Aard. But Lyrus could get over that. She had chopped him out of a plant, after all.
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Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2005 9:57 pm
Kilah nodded understandingly. That plant was the damn devil. Now that she knew it was there she planned to revenge on the damn thing. One day. When she was older, and had more access to sharp objects she could kill it with.
Still listening, she 'hm' occasionally, eventually lifting her head up a bit and giving him one of those looks. "I don't think Mignon and I would've gotten along as well as we do now if we hadn't known each other as babies," she informed him in monotone. Perhaps it was a hint to drop the subject before she started thinking this girl Lyrus seemed to like so much wasn't so cool after all. Honestly, she was beginning to sound like another Yukito... Ick.
Come to think of it. "I barely see her anymore." Mignon, that was. It hadn't crossed her mind more than once, but the prescene of someone she had forever considered her best friend was becoming more and more rare.
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