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 Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 7:04 pm
Keres continued to stare while she listened -- multi-tasking was her specialty. By the way he described it, the "boat" sounded more like a dingy, but that didn't matter much to her. It was something big enough, and it was a boat, which was like... totally cool save for the fact that she didn't really have a mind for being out ON the water, nor in it completely, only sort-of kind-of in it, like at the beach and all that... and...
She brought her mind back.
"YEAH, but it's still a BOAT, you doof." She rolled her eyes for emphasis that he was, in fact, a doof (because that did totally emphasize her point... totally). "I got a keyboard for my birthday -- you won't see that floatin' off and bringin' me somewhere anytime soon."
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Posted: Thu Jan 15, 2009 6:39 pm
"Yeah," Melchy answered, "But you're learnin' t'play music, an' I'm learnin' t'sail. It'd make a lot less sense if'n Cap'n had gotten me a keyboard, an' miss Anya had gotten you a dinghy, aye?" Grinning playfully at his obvious playful logic, he considered Keres' mention of going somewhere. "Well...th'boat's def'nitely not goin' anywhere anytime soon. But I c'n take you t'see'er sometime. Gonna start fixin' 'er up soon's it starts gettin' warm again. Long time, yeah, but still. Soon's that's done, we c'n go places, hmm?"
That'd be fun, if it didn't kill them both.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 6:23 pm
Keres gave a roll of her eyes and a false, exasperated sigh. "Yeah yeah yeah," she commented, and pulled a smirk onto her face. She glanced at the door, then looked back at Melchy.
"Show me noooww?" she asked, though by the tone of her voice it sounded almost more like a command. She had nothing else to do and it was more than likely that Anya would push her outside anyways.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 7:11 pm
He was about to say something more, but Keres cut him off with an eyeroll and then started...demanding he go do something. He didn't like being told what to do, but at the same time...it sounded like it might be relatively fun, and at least it'd be doing something instead of being stuck at home.
"A'ight, fine," he said, rolling his eyes and grabbing Keres' wrist. "Miss Anya, Keres'n'I're goin' out down t'the boathouse near th'docks, kay?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 7:20 pm
"Ah ha!" she cackled in victorious response as she was grabbed and led to the door, though she didn't need any force to get her going.
Anya didn't emerge from the kitchen physically, but her voice carried over to them. "Alright, but Keres, don't forget your phone!"
"Got it!" Keres replied and grabbed a canvas-y bag from the ground near the door. Without another word to Anya, she turned the doorknob, pulled open the door and shuffled Melchy out hastily before the Rabbit could change her mind for whatever reason.
Keres broke from Melchy's wrist-hold once the door smacked shut and she leaped down the front steps, then stopped. "Lead the way, Tanto," she snorted.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 7:23 pm
"Phone?" Melchy asked, just before he was shoved out the door. He almost stumbled and fell down Keres' front steps (that would have shown her, shoving him! PAH!) but caught himself and instead dropped to the front walk with neat, catlike grace. Looking up at Keres and smiling (oh, he was proud of himself for that one), he tilted his head.
"What'd she mean phone?" he asked, then turned and started off down the walk, expecting Keres to follow and keep up with him.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 7:30 pm
Keres paused for a moment as his question tumbled in her head. She quirked a brow and made a funny, slightly confused face that read 'you've-got-to-be-kidding' all over it.
"Wait... what?" she asked dumbly, and gave a small hop to catch up with him. "She meant 'cellphone' ....duh?" Giving him another weird look, she reached into her bag and pulled out a skinny, sleek, black and cherry-red cellphone and held it out to him.
"Cell. Phone."
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 7:43 pm
"I know what it is, Stupid," Melchy answered, swishing his tail dismissively and sticking his nose in the air. He was a pirate, not a savage. Did she think he didn't know how a lightswitch worked, either?
"Just don' see why anyone our age'd need one. 'S'not like you go anywhere where y'can' hear someone yellin' for ya. Leas'....I can't." He shrugged. "But then again, Cap'n's got lungs on her like a foghorn. Sooooo." He shrugged again, and then sped up. It was chilly out, and he really hadn't planned to be outside for any great length of time. "C'mon, sooner we get there, sooner's we'll be inside an' warm!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 7:50 pm
"Then don't sound STUPID when you ask a question," she managed to retort before he went on talking. Never mind that she had sounded dumb not fifteen seconds ago. ... that was beside the point.
"And I don't know why I got one -- I asked for an mp3 player and got this." She put the phone back in her bag and picked up the pace in a few easy strides. "Besides, it comes in handy since no, I'm not always where I can hear Anya, Isaac or Rann."
She hoisted her light-weight bag further up on her shoulder and crossed her arms. "The funnest thing to do it use it like a servant bell slash intercom thing. Keeps things lazy."
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 4:08 pm
"Dunno, yellin's always worked for me," Melchy answered her with a shrug, then reached out to tug on her arm again. They weren't far from the boathouse at all. "C'mon, almost there!" he said, and then simply sprinted like mad to the building, hoping on his lead to get him there first. Not like if Keres beat him she'd be able to do anything. Melchy had keys to the little shed building. She didn't.
Somehow, he hadn't counted on inertia in his mad sprint to the shed, and more or less crashed face-first into the door, protecting himself with his hands and fumbling at his belt for his key. Unlocking the padlock, he pushed open the door. "This is where I'm keepin' her," he said proudly, and gestured to Keres to go inside.
The inside of the boathouse was both nicely warm and rather cramped and dark, but the light through the windows was enough to show that the previously discussed 'dinghy' was actually a skiff of just about the right size for a boy Melchy's age, though in obviously terrible repair.
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 6:22 pm
Keres, caught off guard by his sudden take off down the street, blinked for a split second in confusion before she high-tailed it after him. She moved to get ahead, but didn't quite try hard enough... but that was no matter, Melchy's near face-plant into the door made up for it and sent her into a snort and a cackle.
Still chuckling while he opened the door, she moved past him and into the semi-dark boathouse. She quickly realized its tight space and drew her wings in close to her back and kept tabs on her tail. She wasn't exactly compact... and upon looking at the dingy, she pursed her lips at this fact.
"I don't think I'll ever fit in this thing," she commented, and rather quickly at that, before quipping up about something else.
"You weren't kidding when you said it needed fixing..." She snorted.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 8:30 am
"She's not that small, Keres!" Melchy said, obviously put-off by Keres' reaction. This was his baby and here she was, putting it down. Dammit, it wasn't like he had come into her house and told her that her cat was ugly. Why'd she have to be such a jerk to him all the time? And then she made fun of the repair, and Melchy growled in frustration.
"I know she needs work. 'S'why I told you she does," he said. "S'just that it's a little cold for fixin' boats right now, y'know?" He shrugged. "Stuff'll freeze er not dry prop'ly, an' then she'll just be a mess come spring." Huffing, he patted the hull of the little skiff and smiled fondly at it. "Gonna be a good boat, though. Good little skiff."
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 9:21 am
Keres merely rolled her eyes at his sudden huffy state. "Oh calm down," she sighed, shaking her head slightly and patting his shoulder tersely in mock-comfort. "I wasn't being that serious." She had been , actually, but whatever.
She moved around to one side of the dingy and fingered some of the rough wood of its hull. "Whut you going to name it.... or, er, 'Her' --- boats are feminine, right?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 9:50 am
"Aye, they're always called 'she'," Melchy said, nodding and tilting his head at the hull. He hadn't really thought much about christening her, since he'd need to get her seaworthy before he could do such a thing, but maybe now was as good a time as any to start thinking up a name?
"Dunno," he admitted, and shrugged. "Hadn' really thought about it yet, since there's so much t'do afore I can christen 'er." He looked at the boat again, then back at Keres, and shrugged again. "So there y'go," he said. "S'my little boat. Nothin' big, but at leas' I can sail on my own now." Patting the keel once more, he moved back toward the door of the shed and pushed it open.
"In reality, I really oughta go. Cap'n'll no doubt have a lecture prepared for me by this point. Kinda flipped out and ran out on her," he admitted.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 9:55 am
Keres gave an almost absentminded nod, the answer about the boat's name good enough for now. Made sense that it needed to be a bit more complete before getting a name or something. She picked at a splinter of wood that stuck up awkwardly from one of the sides of boat, then looked up suddenly when the door squeaked.
She blinked for a moment, then, for the third time in their meeting, she rolled her eyes. Anya always said they would one day stick while she was doing that -- rolling her eyes -- but it had yet to happen. "Gooood job, Mel," she drawled sarcastically. She came around the boat and went out the door, then waited for a minute.
"Bye then," she said and waved her hand. She turned and started heading home.
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