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 Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 4:37 pm
Rahk spared a glance for Astan, then barked, "Can they get something to drink, please?" before turning her attention back to Uzi and Francis. Her first instinct was to lie about how using the spirals had made her feel, but her devotion to her sister won out. No one was going to think Ro inferior if Rahk had anything to say about it. "Yes, maybe magic," she agreed reluctantly, "But we don't wear pointy hats or chant nonsense. And it is tiring. I spent all morning putting a clock back together once and had to sleep for a very long time after that."
Astan looked down at Rahk as she made this confession. So that's what had happened to his alarm clock! He chuckled to himself, a brief exhalation of air. "Does anyone want something to drink?" He shrugged and shook his cereal box. "Or eat?"
"Cereal is very delicious," Rahk said. "I can wait here if you'd like to have some." She placed a hand on her sister's head and used it to hold her weight as she began to slide to a seat on the floor.
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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 8:44 am
Uzi found the way Rahk ordered Astan around to be quite amusing, the younger essentic had been what was the word.. spunky when they'd first met as well but they seemed more so in their own home. Though she did not laugh outright merriment glittered in the huntress' eyes.
Ah so spirals made them both tired then that was interesting, using the lightning did not make what's his face tired just irritating. Uzi wondered perhaps if spirals were special if they could be used to put a clock back together in such a way that made you need to sleep afterward. Not that Uzi could put a clock back together as it was. " Who chants and wears pointy hats?" Uzi's only experience with magically really came from Alize and what she saw at farstep, any normal stereotypes about it were things she did not know.
Uzi's gaze slid in Astan's direction at the offer of refreshments. " That would be nice, I've never had cereal." Uzi was fairly positive there wasn't even any in the house.
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Gracious Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 12:54 pm
Slowly getting over his abashment and general sense of being in the wrong place with the wrong clothes on -not that he wore much, but imagine showing up at a prom in your undies and a nightgown, as a male- Francis started to observe these small people more keenly. Rahk's boisterous ways offended something in him, made him wrinkle his nose a little and pull his browline into a confused scowl. Sheesh, such a loudmouth demand-it-all, had she no respect?
Oddly enough, it was only because she was bossing Astan around that it irked him. Not a hair in his fur would get annoyed if she chose to order Fran around himself, he was quite used to going with the flow. Double standards much, ickle hybrid?
Oh well, at least Uzi appeared to like them, so all was good.
"You should ask Eli to take you to see a wizard-movie sometime." he remarked dully when she wondered out loud what the Proto was talking about. He'd naturally never seen any such things for himself, but he could imagine well enough from stories and the occasional tv show he'd overheard.
So those two DID do some sort of magic. Francis wasn't surprised it was draining... Nothing runs on a vacuum, and they were so small, too. Taking apart a clock and putting it back together by magic... how handy. That thought lead to another quickly, and he found himself laying his normal hand over his earpiece self-consciously. Paranoid or not, he wouldn't want either of the two girls messing with his hearing aids.
Oh wait, again with the awkward questions. DID he want something to feed himself with now? His first response was to shake his head and lay his tail low against the back of his legs. No, thanks, I'm fine.
He wouldn't stop Uzi from having her fun with cereal, but he'd long ago concluded his shark-teeth really weren't made for rough grainy stuff.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 5:50 am
Astan nodded, reaching for a bowl and pouring some chocolatey flakes into it. Not too many, just in case Uzi didn't like them. He placed the bowl on the end of the counter along with a spoon and a carton of milk.
"Milk. It makes it better," Rahk said, sounding like some strange dairy advertisement. And with that, she turned her attention to reviving her sibling. Rahk prodded at Ro's head, then rolled it back and forth a bit. She spent about a minute engaged in more of the same before interjecting, "Harry Potter," into the fragmented conversation, then once again falling silent.
"So," Astan said. "How did you two meet?" And what are you, Francis? He managed not to ask that last part, but he was unapologetically intrigued by the man. Was he human somehow? Fran was the new variable in an already complicated equation, and Astan was no good at math.
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