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 Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 7:19 pm
Banda blinked and, upon realizing what she meant, blushed faintly and set the hat on the table. "Yeah, I guess it's habit... Thank you," he added, and distracted himself with picking up the cup and taking a sip. Banda loved his hat. His hat and his jacket. Particularly his jacket, even though it had been the reason Moo had kicked him out, though he didn't know it.
Kitty at the House? Since when had the house had a.. Oh, Jaxom's kitten, right. "I honestly don't know," Banda admitted quietly. Then, shrugging slightly, he took another sip of his tea before continuing. "She said something about me spoiling her house and kicked me out. Wouldn't let me back in to get any of my stuff, either... I met up with Lyrus not long ago, and he tried to explain, but according to him she's just crazy. I'm sure there's more to it than that... Moo wouldn't just kick me out."
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 7:32 pm
"Oh, yes, Moo is good person," Noyama agreed quickly. She'd only met her a few times, but had liked her. She certainly didn't seem like the type to just decide to throw someone out of her house! Noyama was never a good judge of character, though, so if she hadn't trusted Banda's opinion she'd have had a few doubts.
"Must be crazy," the teenager muttered, growling her words a little. That kitty had been annoying. Cute, but annoying. "Jaxom." The name was spoken as if she was trying it out. Kilah had something with that boy, then suddenly hated him, and if she ever said his name the Sin'aeis went crazy. Shrug. She didn't know him.
She did know Lyrus, though. "Lyrus smart boy," she continued, nodding wisely, sipping her own tea. "Lyrus know crazy or not." Leaning back and fidgeting, she shot a glance toward the doorway. Everyone had been gone so long, and it would be just her luck for them to come in at the worst times.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 7:45 pm
Nodding his agreement, Banda sat back in his chair and set his cup on the table. "She really is, if a bit absent minded. But she wasn't acting like herself, and apparently she hasn't gotten any better... Maybe Lyrus is right." Though it was highly doubtful. Moo had seemed sane enough, she just hadn't seemed like, well, Moo. She had been someone completely different.
"Lyrus is very smart," Banda admitted, smiling, but added, "When he wants to be. And I'm not altogether sure that that's a good thing. He seems much more sensible now that he's older, though. He may be coming to stay with me, since I can't go back to Moo's and he doesn't much like it there... I'm worried how Ven'll react, though."
Sighing, Banda lifted a hand to run through his hair, but froze midway when the sleeve slipped down his arm and quickly let his hand fall to recover it. Without explaining, he leaned forward to rest both arms on the table, one hand idly toying with the sleeve of the opposite arm, which had obviously recently been torn and reswen. Perhaps that was the problem. "They're too alike, and one's bound to hurt the other sooner or later."
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 7:52 pm
While she found his behavior odd, she didn't find it odd enough to question about it. As far she was concerned, she was already being nosey, but she agrued back with the little voice in the back of her mind saying that she was only worried. Voices in the head. Not a good thing. Plenty of people seemed to have them, so she wasn't concerned. "Hm, yes, Sin'aeis very smart."
Kilah was smart. Too smart for comfort. They all were like that as far as she knew. "Ah, fight." Twila and Kilah did that a whole lot, and recently Kotoki and Kilah had been as well. "Kilah fight with sisters and her brother many times every day. Punch and kick and then forget and move on." Maybe that was another Sin'aeis thing. Such violent children. "Lucky smack both of them and say shut up or claw eyes out. Behave after that."
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 7:58 pm
"Well, yes..." Banda could certainly understand that. Kilah didn't exactly seem the type to get along well with siblings. Lyrus certainly wasn't. "Lyrus fights with our brothers all the time. The ones around his age, anyway. But Venoch..." he trailed off, searching for the words to explain without making the young SM seem like some monster. Which, really, he was, but Banda was too nice to admit it.
"Venoch has these, eh...talons, sort of, and uses them without hesitation. And then Lyrus has his knives, and he's not much better.. And even though Lyrus knows not to stab any of his family--I think--I know for a fact that if Ven got mad, he'd hurt Lyrus, and Lyrus would retaliate and, well.." Someone would die. Hands down. Even as young as he was, Venoch had nearly killed two SMs at the HQ a few weeks back. Banda had many scars now from the demon's outbursts, and didn't want Lyrus to suffer the same....or worse.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 8:45 pm
She looked thoughtful, but did nothing other than nod. Every time her mouth opened she risked saying something stupid, and now that risk seemed to be at it's highest. Normally, she'd thoughtlessly embarass herself and not even realize it. There were a few people she was more careful around, Banda being one of them.
"Sassy got big," she said finally, smiling weakly. "Big, pretty wings now, too." Another heavy sigh, her finger tapping against the cup in a seemingly nervous way. "Clothes are ripped," she observed casually.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 8:54 pm
"That's good to hear," Banda replied, smiling, glad for the subject change. Relaxing somewhat, he reached for his glass once more, taking a small sip before continuing. "Tell her I say congrats, if you think she'll remember me. I'm sure she's lovely. I'd still like to paint her sometime..." It was rare for Banda to wait to paint an actual subject. He tended to dwell more on things such as landscapes, or skies, or strange things that no one could really say what they were. But Sassy was good.
He tensed slightly when she mentioned the rips, but soon nodded, taking a moment to drain his glass before he replied. "Yeah, I keep trying to fix them, but Ven tears them up again...Not intentionally," he quickly added, pulling his arms down off the table and out of sight. "He likes to ride on my shoulder, and rips them sometimes when he's climbing down." That was true for the back, anyway.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 9:04 pm
"When come home will tell her." Pegasus were smart, especially Sassy. She wasn't forgetful at all, and would definetly remember Banda. Noyama was dissapointed she'd been running off a lot lately. She had friends now in other places.
This time, his behavior prodded her curious side more than the first time had. "Act very odd," she slowly said, eyeing him suspiciously. It didn't seem like the way he'd act had it been as simple as one of his 'family' members clawing at him. "Something bad. Wrong. Wrong with Banda, yes. What is the wrong?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 9:22 pm
There was a brief moment where he considered making up an excuse, or simply changing the subject. Knowing Noya, she probably wouldn't pry if he did it right. But at the same time... Well, he should tell someone, at least, right? After a beat, he lifted his arms back to the table and pulled back the sleeves, setting his hands palm upward on the table. An array of gashes in various stages of healing literally covered his forearms and, by the looks of it, up past his elbow to who knew how far. The sight was far from attractive; very few of the cuts had been dressed at all, and many looked to require stiches. Banda hadn't bothered.
"He scares me sometimes," Banda began quietly, staring sadly down at one particularly nasty cut. "I though, when I adopted him, that I could make him get better, but... He'll be growing soon, and I don't know what to do with him. It's hard enough for me to control him right now, and I'm scared that, if he gets mad, he'll.." He trailed off, sighing, and, raising his arms, clasped his hands and rested his forehead against them. "I swear he can't be that bad."
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 9:33 pm
She was surprised, but not all that surprised. Then came a mixture of feelings--anger, annoyance, and quite a bit of it directed toward herself. Was she the first he'd told of this? More importantly, the only? And she wasn't near smart enough to help him!
Frowning, she thought of what she'd do in his place...and still had no idea. People said bad things about Kilah to her, but she was just a mean girl, she'd never acted out against anyone (yet) aside from Twila, who admittedly deserved the majority of what she got. Happy to get off the damn chair anyway, she stood and walked over to him, hesitantly reaching out.
Faster, she retracted her hand, looking boarderline devestated. What a horrible life poor Banda had! Noharu making him deaf again, getting thrown out, being ripped apart literally by his own family. "I...I not sure, Banda. Can't...change him or anything?" Change as in make nicer. At least enough to not fear for your life when around him.
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 9:47 pm
His head remained bowed for a moment--he hadn't heard her rise to her feet, after all--but he soon lifted it, realizing anything she might be saying would go unnoticed otherwise. He blinked vaguely at the now-empty chair, then glanced sideways to her in time to see her withdraw her hand. Briefly, but only briefly, he felt a bit hurt by this, but it soon passed. He smiled wearily, managing a slight shrug. "I've tried... He wasn't bad when I first adopted him, but as he's grown he's just gotten..heartless. He likes inflicting pain and, well...he's small now, but he'll get bigger, and.. I dunno. Do you think he'll grow out of it? ...Maybe?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 1:03 pm
"Not know," she answered honestly, sadly. Noyama? Far from a parenting expert. Without Sango and mostly Lucky, Kilah would no doubt be that bad as well. She contributed nothing to keep her family in line--they were hardly 'her' family. Sango seemed more like a mother than she did. "Perhaps."
"Why so mean?" She didn't expect him to know, but maybe... She'd always assumed Kilah was mean because of her eyes--well, the ones she use to have anyway--so maybe there was a specific thing that triggered this one to be so cruel? "Maybe fix?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 4:12 am
Perhaps wasn't good enough. Banda had kept up his charade through 'Perhaps'. Perhaps meant there was a chance. A chance that Ven could get better, or a chance that he could kill someone--possibly Banda himself, at this rate. But what else could he do? He had chosen to take in the demon. He couldn't just toss him back out.
"I don't know," Banda murmured, barely above a whisper. A moment passed and he sighed, clearing his throat and speaking more clearly. "He's always been cruel, from the beginning. That's why no one else would adopt him. And I felt bad, because he reminded me of me, and my brother...In that he was different from the rest," he added quirkly, to assure her that he and Isto hadn't got around slicing people's hands open when they were pebbles. "But, I mean.. I though everyone was judging by appearance, and for a while he did seem like a good kid.. He still has good moments, too. Just..not often. I don't know what to do about him.."
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Posted: Mon Oct 03, 2005 3:10 pm
"Understand well," Noyama said regretfully. She meant that to the fullest extent, too. The more he talked about it, the more familiar it seemed. Which just supported the fact she couldn't help, since she had no idea what to do in the situation herself. It differed in a few areas, but--
As if on que, a blue-colored boy with chocolate brown hair and very observant eyes strolled into the kitchen. Without so much as glancing at them, he moved to the fridge and yanked it open. The low rumble it emitted made Noyama jump despite hearing it many times before.
"Kotoki," she called unsurely, though sounded more dissaproving than anything. "Guests here." Finally, his eyes focused on her, then on Banda, lingering much longer on the latter.
"Hello," he said flatly, his eyes the same as his voice. "Is that your monkey snooping around here...Banda, right? I've heard of you from Akilah and Lucky. Fortunately, it's all been good, and I'm inclined to believe them. It's always the good ones who have the demonic children." He glared momentarily at Noyama.
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Posted: Tue Oct 11, 2005 3:30 pm
Though she had no advice to offer, hearing that someone understood at the very least was enough to cheer Banda somewhat. She was the first he had trusted with the knowledge, afraid that most would take Ven away or worse. He really wan't -that- bad. He just didn't seem to realize he caused pain...or if he did, he didn't care. And seemed to enjoy it.
Brushing away his thoughts, Banda glanced over to the new arrival, quirking a brow in surprise with his words, but soon nodding slightly and gracing the boy with a smile. "Thank you.. I think. And yes, that's Venoch. He hasn't, er... gotten into any trouble, I hope?"
Oh please, please, please don't let Ven have hurt anyone.
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