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 Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 5:55 pm
[[ Yush, lame title. xD Think of a better one. xD And also, unsure of whether closed or open. Depends on people's requirements (probably a closed one?) ]]
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Another slow day, Sibuna noted as she whirled out from the kitchen door with her arms laden down with two plates each, apron furling in her wake.
"Here ya are, Miss Cathy." She chirruped as she sent the omelette down the table to one of the regulars. What? An omelette for dinner? Sure! The diner in which she worked served breakfast all day as well as dinner and lunch at their respective times. One would be surprised how many people came in asking for pancakes rather than a steak or any form of a healthy dinner.
The dark-skinned woman passed two more plates to a couple sitting near the door, continuing on until she'd reached the back of the place. There she set her final plate down, right in front of the small, grey-haired child that hunched himself with apparent determination over a children's book. However, when the grilled cheese and fries was set down before him, he glanced up.
"Brain food for the young man in the back." A wink of her long lashes before she gently removed the book in front of him. She closed it, setting it to the side of him, before the thick wooden wand leaning against the window. "No more studying until you've eaten and washed your hands, okay? Don't want no stains in it when your sibling comes around, do we?"
She patted his head after he nodded, moving back towards the bar, which she planned to wipe down to pass the time.
A woman dressed in black stepped in, carrying with her a frigid gale that chilled one to the marrow. Either she had somebody carrying a fan on full blast behind her, or she was some immortal being or something. Probably the latter; not really surprising, considering the residents of this world of Gaia.
As a matter of fact, Kierla was pure human. But perhaps the gods were with her.
On close observation, one could see that in a wand with some sort of haze protruding at the tip was in her left hand.
"Hello?" she inquired softly.
Daniel was hungry. REALLY hungry.
It was one of those annoying times of the month, when even during the day he was slightly affected by the strength of the lunar calendar. Anyone who might have seen him previously would think he looked a little odd; his normally mid-brown hair was an almost perfect black, and the eyes behind his glasses were oddly red instead of the innocent pale blue of always.
Needless to say, he was hungry, and out shopping, and for some reason something about this place pulled him in. He rested one hand briefly on the thin, cinnamon-smelling wand in the holder at his waist, fingers curling protectively around the wispiness that clung to the to of the feather-decorated item.
And as he stepped in, he immediately sensed why he'd been drawn here, and let his eyes fix upon the two other wands that were present, and their guardians.
Taking a breath, he smiled disarmingly and cheerfully. "Good afternoon," he commented as he leant against the bar.
As the door opened for Kierla, Sibuna was already attentive and ready. "Good evenin', ma'am," She greeted the young woman, studying the customer's choice of wardrobe with what seemed to be curiosity. In reality, it was probably some mild sense of unease- had she just come from a funeral or something? "Please, go ahead and sit where you want and I'll be right with you."
Normally, she would have escorted her, but she'd spotted Daniel not too far behind her and decided against it. "Evenin' sir." She nodded to him, beginning to remove herself from behind the bar. "Please find yourself a good seat and I'll be right back."
She walked towards Kierla, beginning to remove the pen from behind her ear. "Or... are you two together?"
Kierla looked behind her in surprise with a rather distracted, "Oh, hello?"
Then she turned back to Sibuna. "Sit?" she said in that same scatterbrained tone, as if her mind was currently on the beaches of Hawaii, sipping cocktails.
Waaaiiit a second. "What am I doing here?"
Daniel couldn't help grinning at the bemused state of the other woman who had come in, and replied for her.
"No, we're not together, but the three of us might well as be." He turned with a florid little bow, not caring of the maybe curious other customers, his hand still protecting the little wisped wand at his waist.
"Daniel is my name... may I have the pleasure of those of you two?" He smiled, making sure the wand was prominent.
"And as to your queston, miss," he turned slightly to address the woman newly arrived, "I feel it probably has something to do with the item in your hand."
Well, this was certainly quite odd. It took a minute for Sibuna's normally sharp mind to situate itself, rolling about the answer Daniel was giving Kierla. She glanced to the said wand, pressing her lips together. So! They also had wands from that peculiar place, albeit theirs was... steaming. There was no other way she could have described it.
"Ah, well... I'm Sibuna." She offered, tapping at her name-tag while she watched Daniel take a bow. People generally didn't do that in the city. She smiled despite herself then looked to Kierla. "And I'll be your server today. Please, let me find you two a good booth."
The cook, who had peered out from the kitchen door, eyed them all warily, especially the back of Sibuna's head. However, once he saw that she seemed to be trying to seat them, he slipped back into his domain.
"Chef gone?" Sibuna murmured quietly before glancing over her shoulder. Yes, gone. "I'm sorry to be a bother, but you'll have to either sit down or come back later. I can talk, seeing as its a slow day and all, but let's not stand in the entrance, okay?"
"Daniel, Sibuna?" Kierla said blankly. Then she shook her head, and when her eyes opened again, they appeared much sharper, although rather colder. "I am Kierla. Pleased to meet you." She, too, noticed the wands all around, but chose to not trouble herself over that. They would be able to talk soon. "Come on, Mr. Daniel; we don't want to get Sibuna in trouble, do we?"
"But of course not," the man replied smoothly, though he could not help an inner smile at 'Mr. Daniel'. He pushed his glasses up his nose with one finger and swept an arm before him, gesturing to the other to go first. Where he grew up, such courtesy was only expected.
He was curious however as to where the other woman's wand might be. He sensed it, and smelt her own curiousity, so she must have one somewhere. It would only make sense.
Following Kierla, he laid a finger on the tip of the wand unconsciously, feeling that little tickle of consciousness that proclaimed that the item was not something inanimate. He smiled, and continued inwards.
Sibuna gave a relieved sigh at their agreement and moreso to their lack of anger. Sometimes people got offended when she said things in such a way. One couldn't get along with everyone, but she still did her best to make sure to humble herself enough so that conflict was mostly avoided.
She led them towards a seat in the back, where her black-skinned ward was munching away on his dinner. He looked up to observe the people she was leading back towards him, smiling in the way he'd been taught.
"Daemyn, be a good boy and pass Mommy the stick." She asked him softly with a smile of obvious affection. Gulping down his mouthful, the said boy reached over and grabbed hold of the wand -or the 'stick' he called it- and slid it across the table. Sibuna clutched it and lifted the flowering staff from the table.
"Well, right there looks big enough." She nodded to one of the booths nearby, leaning the wand against her shoulder as she did. The general area was immediately populated by the scent of sweet flowers and honey. Go figure.
Kierla followed after Sibuna docilely with a nod of thanks toward Daniel, nostrils flaring very slightly at the scented air. Yurgh, how sickeningly...sweet. She had to smile, however, at Daemyn, remembering how Yachiru had also made the same assumption.
Seating herself delicately in the gestured to seat, Kierla placed the pegasus wand on the table. "So."
>> ..just as if it wasn't enough to be meeting GotP owners by the dozens, back at HQ, now she was bumping into them on the streets.
Daniel was trying to keep his curious look hidden behind the glasses as he looked over the new wands. A tree, and a pale winged one... both new. So, even more people had been dragged in by that darned book... there must be a hell of a lot more than just five now, he thought, unhooking the warm, cinnamon-smelling wand from his belt and laying it across his knees, hand curled round the wisp should any stray breeze flutter past it.
"So indeed! Miss Kierla, Miss Sibuna, how strange that we should meet at such a time... there are many more wands about than I originally thought." He flashed a smile, and shrugged his dark coat from his shoulders, collar on his blue shirt undone at the top button. He smiled brightly. "But while we talk, is there a chance of getting something to eat?"
It was annoying, meeting others at this time, when they might not recognise him so well if they met again. But he could not ignore the hunger gnawing at his stomach, especially if he did not want to eat particularly in the hunt that night.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 4:50 pm
"I didn't get mine too long ago..." Sibuna shrugged. "And I haven't been going to the shop as much as I should." She conveniently left out the part that she was scared of the portal. Light grey eyes studied the wisps on the wands before she herself set her wand on the end of the table, hers long enough a bit of it poked over the edge. She had not opted to sit with them, merely leaning her tall frame onto the end of the table.
Hearing Daniel, she drew a pen from behind her ear and a note-pad from her apron. "Sure thing. What can I get you to drink? There's a menu right there if you haven't been here before," she didn't think they had, "Or I can place your order now if you know what you want."
Daemyn craned his head back to try and get a glance of Sibuna's 'friends', drawing a stapler from his pocket and idly opening the top. He seemed innocent enough, what with his shimmering black eyes and sweet little smile. Yeah, right. He soon lost interest and pulled over his book, munching on the remaining half of his dinner while he flipped through it. What Sibuna didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
"Miss Kierla, are you gonna want anything?" Asked the waitress, smiling at the girl.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 8:56 pm
"I believe I probably got mine around the time Sibuna did as well," Kiarna said. She, too, decided to leave out her following words: I probably wouldn't have gone to the shop too much too, but for some reason I just keep wandering into the damn place. A shifty glance and a random ninja outfit added at the end of that would be perfect.
But, of course, being Kierla; she doesn't and merely contents herself with: "No, no thank you. I have absolutely no idea why I came in here in the first place; that seems to be happening a lot recently." A pause, as she reconsidered. "Well, maybe some glass of water." Another hesitation, with a bemused glance at the pegasus wisp thrown in. "I wonder if these things can taste or eat? Probably not, but that would be...amusing, to see things disappearing into a blob of mist."
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 12:49 am
"These things?" Daniel teased lightly. "Poor little wisp. I don't think so yet... I think we have to coax them out a little further." He propped up the wand on his lap, the top with its curious wisp leaning against his shoulder.
"I got this little guy... quite a while back. To be honest, I'm surprised there are so many more... that Matilda girl must be busy." He hoped he'd remembered the name right. For some reason he tended to get it mixed up with Ianna's.
"And thanks for the offer, I'll take some water too, and..." he pulled the menu towards him briefly, "You have something with steak in? Like... a sandwich or something..." That was probably a no-go, he realised, and tried to make himself think of more normal foods.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 3:23 pm
"Is that so?" She asked, blinking down at the little pale wisp. It was, hmm... Sort of cute? In that smokey sort of way. The notepad was untouched as she remembered the simple drinks.
"Is there really a lot?" Sibuna asked, trying to comprehend the thought of all that could come from wands. "Excuse me, Miss Kierla. Is yours an... angel?"
She quirked a brow at Daniel, quickly covering her smile with her hand. As soon as she gained her composure, she nodded her head, jangling all the jewelry around her neck as a result. "We have 'steak'. Fillet mignon, t-bone, strip. The closest thing we have to that kind of sandwich is... roast beef? Though," She lowered her voice, as if she had something awful to confide to them. "Chef kinda undercooks steak if you don't ask for anything over well. Lord forbid you ask for rare- you might as well go find a live cow to chew on. 'scuse me."
She slipped away from them for a moment, returning with two glasses of water in hand and a bit of lemon hanging on the side. These she set before them.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 4:06 pm
"Pegasus," Kierla countered Sibuna. "I suppose you could say a type of angel, perhaps. Maybe." Her head turned like an owl's to glower silently at Daniel's teasing, but a faint smile quirked up at his unusual order, which grew a little wider at Sibuna's warnings. Huh. In the old days - the good ol' days - Kierla would have probably pretended not to hear anything. As a matter of fact, the old Kierla probably wouldn't have been here in the first place.
But Kierla shook off the dreary thoughts of old-Kierla-new-Kierla things, and casting around for a good subject of conversation, she grabbed hold on Sibuna's previous question. "Ah...so what souls reside in your wands?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 4:16 pm
"Rare will be fine for me," Daniel replied with a disarming smile, trying to make it as offhand as possible. To be honest, at other times, he actually preferred it medium, but... he shook his head irritably and tried not to think what strange impression he must be making on the other owners.
"I'm pretty sure this little guy is a Phoenix," and Daniel turned to Kierla for this answer, crimson eyes reflecting fondness as he held the wand leaning against his shoulder a little tighter. "But why he's been stuck in the wand... I don't know." He looed puzzled for a second. "And I'm not sure why I keep saying 'he', either. Phoenixes are mostly interpreted in myth as being asexual... but this little guy just feels like a 'he' to me." He laughed lightly, using his other hand to push his glasses back up his nose. "Silly, huh?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 4:38 pm
Sibuna kept her comments to herself, smiling rather sheepishly as she jotted down the man's order. "Rare. Right. I'll be back in two shakes of a lamb's tail." She tore the ticket off her pad, then briskly walked towards the kitchen. After collecting a few plates and tips, she returned to their table.
"Mine? I've got a ma- Well, it's a type of nymph!" The woman had conveniently forgotten her charge's official name. To Daniel, she frowned thoughtfully. "Not at all! My son over there, he came from a bottle in a much more vague substance than what you have there. I knew he was a boy, though. I've been prayin'. And now, even though I don't have anything like what you two have, I think what'll come out of this strong piece of ash will be a girl. They're generally female, I read."
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 4:55 pm
Kierla truly tried not to stare at the man, really she did. And she succeeded, too, except for a curious glance at him. She herself detested rare meat.
Ugh, now they'd moved on to the genders. Which, naturally - "I honestly have no inkling of what my pegasus will be. Pegasus, in Greek myth, was a male; but he didn't exactly die an unfortunate and unworthy death, did he? No, he was turned into a constellation. So I doubt he's the one sucked into this wand. But I've never heard of pegasus as a species, only as the one.."
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 4:59 pm
"Tell me about that," Daniel leaned back and yawned slightly, keeping his mouth covered with one hand diplomatically. "In most myths there is only one Phoenix... how can this little fellow be the one?" He shook his head slightly, a vaguely puzzled expression on his face. "But there you go. As for the others..." he paused a second, mentally counting up. "Ive seen a moon wand, a kitsune spirit, one who's is unknown... and of course that little Coailiann..."
He remembered something as well. "And that damned weird book said that this wand was the fifth to be found..."
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 5:36 pm
Sibuna was used to odd orders, to be frank. She'd learned to push such things out of her mind while she had a job to do. "My my, seems you two have had a nice think about it. Now I've heard about both of yours. The Pegasus is that horse that opens some of the Paramount movies, right? The one with the wings. The phoenix... that's the bird that goes through continuous cycles of death and rebirth by flame. How exciting!"
Of course, she wasn't really looking for excitement. She'd never stop stressing if her child could fly away on her at any time. Or burst into flames. "It really doesn't matter, does it, Miss Kierla?" She implored, watching the little wisp coming from the wand with pink wings. "Whether you've got the famous one or not?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 5:44 pm
"I seem to recall that the book said my wand is the 12th. If I remember correctly. Phoenix...that makes me think of one of those so called 'classics' that my sister loves to read. The Magic Carpet. Had a phoenix in it. But that's besides the point..." Guh, Kierla was getting distracted again. She quickly focused on what Sibuna was saying. "Paramount?" she said, puzzled. Then she remembered; it had been such a long time since she could just watch a movie.. "Oh, right. Yes, I suppose that the pegasus is that. And no, I don't really care whether it's the famous one or not; in fact, I prefer it even. But I've never heard of any other pegasuses..." Now she was troubled. Great.
"I don't really know much about nymphs. A wood nymph, I'm guessing from the looks of that wand; a dryad? I didn't even know there were different types of nymphs, beyond the water variety and the woodling creatures," Kierla admitted. "And I don't know much about phoenixes either. I'm sorry I can't help either of you in any way."
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 5:50 pm
"Twelve? Good grief..." Daniel broke off for a moment, blinking. That meant there really were more than he thought... no wonder he kept bumping into them and their guardians. The pale girl must be busy...
"I guess it's easy enough to go and do research on the subject." The 'shifter leaned his elbows on the table, the wand still cradled in the circle of his arms. "My mat - er, fiancee studies old myths and stuff, she has a library stuffed full of books on the subject." He looked thoughtful for a moment. "To be honest, I really should do some more research myself..."
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 2:20 pm
"That's good." Sibuna sighed her relief, tracing her fingertips over the twisting wood of her wand, delicately petting a flower. She really liked the smell- reminded her somewhat of home where honey was included in everything from milk to toppings. "I didn't know about nymphs at all until I went to the public library. Even then, I didn't get to stay too long because they're near closing time when I get off work. Far as I know, nymphs were like faeries without wings, and naked. No modesty. Hopefully I won't have that sort of problem with mine."
"Twelve?" She mused, blinking towards Daniel. "I was number fourteen, I think. I s'pose there's no hurting in learning up on what we'll be bringing up later. I guess I'll have to go buy a book since the library's closed. And I could also have it for future reference..." In the back, a small bell 'ping!'ed. Sibuna straightened herself, removing her presence for only a moment to come back with Daniel's steak which was, in fact, rather red.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 9:43 pm
Kierla certainly raised an eyebrow at Daniel's stumble over words, wondering what he would have said; but she didn't dwell on it much. There certainly were straaaange people here in Gaia.
Instead, she took a dainty sip from her water glass, and decided to choke (rather undignified, I must say!) on her mouthful at Sibuna. Naked faeries without wings, indeed!
"Maybe we all should meet someday in the library or a book store, and look all these things up together, hmm?" Kierla suggested with more than a touch of a smile.
The misty wisp wiggled slightly before returning to its usual comatose and calm state; almost as if the creature (could it be called that?) nodded an affirmative.
But perhaps it was just Kierla's imagination, or just some random wind; the second time she glanced at it, it remained still and floating, as it always had been.
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