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 Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 10:01 am
Jan laying on her stomach, relaxed as she stretched out on the grass in front of the Sin'Aeis mansion. She'd spent the morning and earlly afternoon working in the garden, and was taking a break before moving on to her musical hobby. In fact, her guitar was lying a short distance away, beat-up notebook and pencil lying on top of it, along with her long-sleeved undershirt.
As it was, it'd gotten hot enough for her to remove it, only wearing her vest-like tunic-fashioned shirt, and still feel warm. Barefoot, she crossed her legs behind her in the air, intense expression ruined by the hint of pink that was her tongue sticking out in concentration.
She was whittling. And it was actually coming out really well. She had plenty of practice. A rose, a gift to match one already in glass. Lyrus had also given Sjajan a glass rose, and now she made a wooden one. Sure, she had dozens in her garden, but they wouldn't last...
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 10:24 am
Ani hummed quietly to herself as she slowly made her way toward the mansion, twirling her ring of flowers with her finger. Another nice sunny day, and she was dressed for the weather ~ a casual wifebeater and some shorts. Of course, Kiita had made sure none of her shorts or skirts were too short, despite knowing how hot it could get. Anisia wasn't at a stage where she cared much for clothes...yet.
Once the mansion was in sight, a familiar face came into view. "Jan!" She called out, skipping her way over and plopping down beside her. A big smile formed on her face. It was always awesome seeing Jan. She crossed her legs to sit indian-style as she looked over at what Jan was whittling, "What'cha making?" Ani asked, still smiling.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 10:34 am
The landscape danced and shimmered as the heat wove its’ magic spell over a not-so-far horizon. Everything seemed alive and of great curiosity, offering much entertainment for the odd couple that appeared as a rather abstract break in the sunlit serenade. Who was this? An unfamiliar face to the Sin, although oddly enough one could see a bundled baby in her arms, if one only dared look close enough. Dare? This might not be such a terribly difficult thing to overcome, save for the fact that rather than the child – anyone would be immediately tempted to look up into the womans’ face, where golden ringlets spilled about and prettily framed, a writhing set…of tentacles. The curls bounced along with them, the woman completely oblivious to the oddity of her features, or for the fact a giant shell sat perched upon her head. All she cared for was the journey and destination, along with the child she had been blessed to carry on.
Pouple was quite pleased with the matter. He made no audible noise, choosing instead to nestle tighter into his mothers’ bosom – hiding from the daylight, and just about everything else they passed. He made no movement of recognition when she stopped, having finally reached a few feet away from the other two beings, and shifted him to the next arm so that she could wave. “`Allo there!”
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 10:42 am
Jan's serious eyes shifted over momentarily to shoot a gaze over Anisia, the momentary quirk of her lips a greeting before turning back to what she was doing, and finishing.
"A gift, for you."
Now a quick flash of teeth revealed a genuine grin, before settling back to a small, half smile, and she shifted slightly, so her weight was on her elbows, propping herself up.
"Here."
She'd been working on it since the last time they'd seen each other, in the mansion's kitchen with Ancelin. Since she told her of her body's lethal aversion to blood, and meat, and anything that stole life from an animal. Now she held it up, carefully. A yellow rose, like the ones in her garden. Reminding her of the sun, and Anisia too.
She tensed, when the woman had shouted, and didn't look at her, swallowing, and forcing herself to continue to hold the rose out. After a long moment, her gaze moved to the woman. Dark brown eyes regarded the older woman's physicallities noncommitally, and she nodded, once, twice.
"'Lo. Tha' a Sin'aeis ya got there, Ma'am?"
Who cared what she looked like? Of course, Anisia didn't like icky things. Like crab kisses. Jan, personally, felt completely neutral.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 11:02 am
"For...me?" Anisia couldn't hide the fact she was surprised. She regained herself though and accepted the flower, her big smile returning. She liked surprises though. "Thank you so much, Jan! Its really pretty." She said as she carefully looked it over in her hands. It was a little hard for her to thank people...she could never find the right words to say, and whatever she DID say made her sound less grateful than she really was. But hopefully Jan could see she was happy.
Before she could say anything else, Ani turned her attention to the other person Jan had just greeted. Obviously, the first thing she saw were the tentacles and it took her a moment before she could say anything. "H-Hello." She greeted a little awkwardly. Sure...she had tentacles. But she seemed friendly enough. Definitely not like the crab.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 11:10 am
What little friendliness was given, was more than enough to make the wave become almost frantic with glee. It slowed after a moment, and the arm again came down to cradle the infant. Her attentions stood fixated upon the girls, and at the query she nodded and made to fetch out her little one.
“He es a leetle Squid Sin’aees. Ees name is Powpel! Are yew Sin’aees es well?”
By this time she had grabbed ahold of him and gently held out the bundle for them to see, apparently not grasping that she was lacking in any of the usual ‘new parent’ overprotection.
This, finally, gained response, and the little boy looked at the females with intense worriment. It was his very first time having ever seen either of them, and he was not at all sure whether or not they intended to try and hurt him. Infantile whimpers came forth, and in the grasp he began to squirm back towards the safety of his ‘Momma’.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 11:17 am
Jan had nodded slowly in response to Kiita, noting her body's response more than her verbal one. She liked it. A lot. That satisfied the tall girl, and her freckled face turned toward the tentacle-woman again, rising up to her knees to make a soothing noise deep in her throat. When that didn't seem to have any effect on the boy, she tried something else. Instead of speaking, she reached out, and ran a gentle hand through his... odd... hair, letting one finger run over his cheek, then under his chin to tilt it. None of this was forced, and she paused, to give him a chance to escape if he desired.
"Es he deaf, Ma'am?"
Jan's little sister, Yael was deaf. She'd learned sign-language because of it, also, Yael had taught herself to read lips, but that had taken a long time to learn.
"Ah'm Jan. 'Tato, en' tha's Anisia, cin'mun bun."
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 11:34 am
A Squid Sin'aeis? His name was a little hard to make out with the lady's accent though. Ani nodded to her question and smiled as she sat back and watched Jan look over the little boy. He looked normal enough...although she began to wonder if he had tentacles underneath that baby blanket.
"Deaf?" She asked, more to herself rather than the others. She looked to Jan. She'd heard that word before and knew what it meant. How was her friend able to tell?
"You can call me Ani if you'd like." She added after Jan. It might be easier to pronounce for her. "So he's...Powpel? Whats your name?" She asked politely.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 11:40 am
Crystal sloooowly inclined her head, before a sort of helium induced laughter came forth, and she shook her head.
“No, sillee! He es varry much alife. See?”
The ‘see’ she was referring to, was the childs’ reaction to the touch. For a moment he looked ready to cry – than, little by little of her ministrations, the expression waned and he reached out to grab her hand. His own was so tiny in comparison! It caused him great fascination, and he tried turning it this way and that to make sure that it really was a hand like his.
Crystal beamed at his budding curiosity, and looked towards them both in turn.
“Es nise to meet you! I em Creestal, and I es Powpels’ mothere!”
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 11:45 am
Jan understood her accent rather well actually, and shook her head slowly, cautiously taking her child from her arms, and allowing him to continue playing with her hand.
"Ah mean, kin he 'ear anythin? An', nice ta meetcha, Crystal."
Waggling her fingers at the squid boy, she smiled, and glanced at Anisia.
"Pouple. He kin't 'ear us, so say hi with yer body."
It wasn't too hard to tell. Deaf children were very shy, but once they felt safe, they were very physically explorative.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 12:00 pm
For a moment, Ani thought she might have misunderstood Jan saying 'death' instead of 'deaf.' Then she figured it was Crystal who misunderstood when Jan explained what she meant. She couldn't help but give a light chuckle at the mistake...but nothing too drastic. That would be rude.
"Ooh." Anisia looked to Jan, then back to the baby Sin she was holding. She waved her own fingers and gave him a smile. "Hi there, Pouple!" She greeted. Yeah...he was deaf and probably couldn't understand since he was still a baby. But felt she needed to talk to him anyway.
"How long have you had him?" Ani asked, turning her attention to Crystal so she wouldn't be left out.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 12:10 pm
Pouple clutched Jans’ finger a little tighter, whilst his eyes fixated and followed those waving before him. The infant didn’t seem to understand the movement – thus causing him to seek out minimal reasoning, to determine what to do about it.
Crystal shook her head and looked at her child. “I `ave only `ad him foor one day, and I cannaw geet him to leesen to me. I theenk you ar rite, Jan.” Thank gods for explinations from some one who seemed to understand her perfectly. Usually, people asked her to repeat three or four times before getting it! This was certainly a nice change, and certainly very educational. If not for Jan – perhaps she would have never even thought of him being unable to hear her. Up until just now, she’d just thought he was ignoring her!
“I due deerlee like him, he just dus not seem to oonderstind me.”
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 4:03 pm
Jan's brown gaze was running quickly over the babe in her arms, and she seemed... Fascinated. In fact, she didn't even acknowledge Crystal's comment, which some would have considered rude. Luckily, Anisia was there to do damage control as Jan looked Pouple over. A smile lifted one corner of her mouth, one, if people knew her, signalled true appreciation or affection, among other things. It was more real than the fuller, half smile she often gave to appease others.
Slim, long fingers tickled his belly after examining the translucent strands that served as his hair. Each Sin'Aeis was incredibly unique, and it was great to find one that'd let her check him out like this. Some were more opposed to touch, but personally, Sjajan Reever craved it. She felt skin hunger, and understood it in others. However, her friends rarely touched her, and that hurt. Perhaps in younger friends, she could find solace?
Over the course of her thoughts, the smile had fadded, that touch of saddeness darkening her gaze as it had during her time of recluse, in which she'd avoided other people. But this was a different time, and she shook it off, harshly.
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Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 5:12 pm
"Only a day?" Ani said, looking back to Pouple. Then her gaze slowly shifted to Jan, watching her as she observed the baby. It was a rather peaceful sight, looking at the two of them. A small smile touched her lips, then she turned her attention to Crystal again so they weren't interrupted.
"Well, he's still a little baby. So...even if he could hear, he might not be able to understand much of anything anyway." Anisia said. Though she had to admit, a lot of the Sin were very smart for their ages. With Pouple, it would be harder to tell right now just how smart he was. "And also, its only been a day. After a while, things should begin to get easier between you two."
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Posted: Mon Aug 21, 2006 4:20 am
By no means did the child mind. Laughter came as she prodded his belly, fading off into the continuous silence as he watched her. The babe knew not if this feeling of quiet understanding would last, but he reached out to Jan, hoping it would. Pouple hoped so.
Crystal weighed the facts for a moment, before finally nodding to Ani. “Eet weel get better. Evin if he cannot speek.”
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