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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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 Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 2:14 pm
"Meh, probably," but Ignacio would rather remember. That was just how he was. He hated not knowing things, and this was no exception. He hated not knowing if he had a chance with Grayson still, he hated not knowing what had happened in Organ Pines, he hated not knowing why he knew Azzo so well, he hated not knowing why he was haunted by these nightmares...
But perhaps, everything would eventually come to him. "Mellie? I'm especially thankful she's around, but that can probably be because she's my little sister," yet, Ignacio felt there were other reasons why he had nearly broke out sobbing when he realized that she was alright. "Though what, though? You kind of dragged off."
If this man wanted to get to know Mellie a little better, he wanted to know exactly why.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 2:20 pm
Azzo wrinkled his nose, "Okay this is going to sound crazy, like lock me up and throw away the key crazy maybe...."
He didn't want Nacio to get mad at him, "When we first met, the day she got lost, the longer she stayed in the room, the more of a nagging feeling I got. Like something bad happened or was going to happen..."
He looked at Nacio slightly unsure if he should continue. However taking a chance he continued, "The next time we saw each other she was able to leave... see..."
He paused again, "She'd come to visit me and this monster showed up. Along with those skirted girls, terrorist or whatever they are...." He hadn't fully caught what they were, at least not when he was listening to the news. His brows furrowed however hoping that Nacio wouldn't think he was crazy. "I could feel it coming too.... the monster that is..." The last part was almost whispered.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 2:26 pm
Actually, Ignacio didn't think that was as crazy as Azzo thought it might have sounded. "Sailor senshi, right? Ji-Yeon was telling me about them. They fight things and then there's this other force that's against them or something, right?" Sailor senshi were something Ignacio intended to find out more about, whenever he solved everything else and if he even remembered to think of sailor senshi after solving everything else...
'cause who knew if he'd ever solve his problems with Grayson. "And I've been getting odd feelings too, but I've been ignoring them. I've got bigger problems than a nagging feeling that sends chills down my spine." It was an annoying feeling, but the issue of succeeding as a bum was more important than following the weird urges.
"I never thought they were feelings about monsters, though." That was when he offered a quirked brow.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 2:37 pm
Azzo actually looked relived when Nacio didn't just burst out, 'Man you's crazy.' He gave a half grin, "Yeah, I guess that's them. I've only heard the news about it in the hospital, from some nurse's desk playing too loud. I haven't had time to turn on the Radio since I got home though."
Radio? Why not turn on a TV? He seemed to be thinking, "I think I've met Ji-Yeon.... briefly... before that Snake lady showed up."
He still hadn't figured out one of those senshi was Ji. He hadn't paid attention to the fact the girls Transformed. "Heh.... I dont' think the first one was a monster feeling though. It felt like guilt. Like I'd done something bad and needed to Apologize. But... she wasn't mad."
He seemed perplexed, "that one second one though, the chills and nagging feeling, that's what I got before that dumb monster showed up." He sighed, "It's kinda weird, I don't think normal people can do that though..."
He paused, "Like I didn't want to mention those small details of why i was... moving quickly with broken ribs. You know I think they might lock you up for seeing monster snake ladies." Rambling.
"Hum... Bigger problems huh? Anything I can help do, or maybe have grams fix you some of her hot cocoa, that helps me solve problems. Just sit back and sip Grams cocoa while thinking." Okay so he was a little weird.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 3:05 pm
Radio would have seemed like a weirder comment if Ignacio had access to a television. As it was, Ignacio had no access to either except the access he might have gotten in school to watch boring educational videos. "You've met Ji-Yeon too? She must go to the hospital often." Ignacio had assumed she was just an occasional volunteer, but maybe she actually worked there.
Weird that she showed up when the monster showed up though, and she knew so much about sailor senshi... Nah. That was far-fetched. Why would anyone be a regular old person volunteering when they could be a super hero? "No, it's alright." Ignacio shrugged off the suggestion of being given hot cocoa. Frankly, he didn't want the help. That wouldn't help him prove that his chosen path of life was just fine with him.
"I'm more interested in this sensing thing. Sometimes people get odd feelings when bad things are going to happen, like an omen. Happens to everyone. Have you run into a monster after that?" Ignacio wasn't trying to poke holes in Azzo's idea; he seriously wanted some answers.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 3:27 pm
Azzo nodded, "Yeah, well it was brief anyways."
He paused seeming to tilt his head, "Huh, if you're sure. She loves feeding people." He chuckled, "It'd make it easier on me if I had friends hanging around. Batty old lady wants to make me fat when it's just me and her." He poked his belly softly. "I'm alright getting flab without being able to do much more than walk."
He wrinkled his nose. "I'm not sure, well not monsters. I was kinda still stuck in the hospital till last night when I got sick of the place." He grinned, "I signed myself out and walked home."
He stretched, "Speaking of walking home... I really don't want to carry these books, they're going to make my ribs even more tender with the stupid weight of them." He wrinkled his nose. "Maybe I should've bought a car or something, heck... a rolling back pack... let people trip over it." He said with a stout nod.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 3:50 pm
'Yeah' and then 'It was brief?' What was that supposed to mean? Was the answer really no, that he hadn't run into any monsters since? This wasn't helpful. But before he could ask anymore questions, Azzo was back to the subject of his grandmother and then he came back to the monsters, at least. "Signed yourself out? My Mama would never let me do that. It's a good thing you didn't know her well," he offered an amused chuckle, before reaching into his pocket.
His cell phone was going to go dead. He should call soon.
"Why don't you just leave them here, Azzo? The assignment really isn't that hard, and you've got an excuse. Just leave them here and do them early when you get in on Monday. Or cheat off someone else. At this point, we're all just trying to graduate, and I'm sure you're included." Ignacio was always ready to encourage people to ... forget about school. Go figure. "There's plenty of other fun things you can do this weekend instead."
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 4:15 pm
Azzo listened to what Nacio was saying, "Yeah... well.. I don't think your mom was on duty when I signed out anyways." He chuckled slightly, "I didn't see her anyways."
He paused and looked at Nacio's phone with a brow lofted, "I should get one of those...." He muttered.
When the suggestion of leaving the books and stuff her actually hit him he pondered, "Yeah I can't do any worse than I already am anyways." He nodded, "Yup, after this semester, I didn't really feel like missing anymore class time considering I have tons of make up work too." He'd assumed from the amount he'd been given he'd missed almost two weeks worth.
"That's the only reason I was trying to figure out if I could get enough done to take home a light load." He glared at the bag.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 4:33 pm
To Ignacio, it wouldn't matter if he missed two weeks. As long as he handed in the work eventually and still got a C or a D, what were they going to do? Fail him? He was a second semester senior. No one particularly cared what happened in the second semester of senior year, seriously. Even colleges didn't particularly care, unless they were like... The Fantastic League or something.
So Ignacio shrugged. "You could just go inside and do more, or just leave it here. I'd leave it here, personally. Or I guess you could bring it home. Why don't you take the bus? The bus service in this area is pretty good." Ignacio was getting used to the bus service, though since his money reserves were low, he usually ended up walking everywhere.
That's why he was staying close to Meadowview as much as he could.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 4:50 pm
Azzo shrugged, "It's mostly busy work anyways. I just don't want them to find a reason to give me a big fat FAIL."
He chuckled, "And yeah.... I don't like the bus. There seems to be always an influx of people on it." He paused, "Not to mention they dont' care what kind of shape your ribs are in. They'll push all the same."
Apparently he'd already had this experience. He nodded, "I suppose it won't kill them to wait a little while longer." Yup leaving it there sounded good.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:10 pm
"Alright. The doors are probably still open, so we can take your books back inside. I've got to head to theatre practice anyway; we're doing a big secret show mid-semester and I have to go help practice for it." Smooth excuses, smooth excuses. Never mind the fact that there was no super secret show mid-semester, the excuse was good enough for him to go inside and stay inside without much of an explanation.
Honestly, Ignacio didn't care enough to comment that it was probably a Bad Idea for Azzo to walk it home. If he wanted to walk home, let him. It was like how he should be allowed to live as a bum if he wanted to, okay? "Guess you need help with the books?" It didn't sound like he was disinclined to help, he just worded it in such a way that he may have seemed disinclined to help. Still, he was putting forward his arms, ready for Azzo to drop books in his hands with a typical Ignacio-styled grin.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:18 pm
"Wonder if they need puppets..." Azzo muttered mindlessly as he picked up his things.
He saw Nacio offer his hands for books. "Eh I got it, I think." He shifted them. "Even though they said don't do any heavy lifting I gotta get use to doing some manual labor again, not tellings what Gram's is libel to knock over." It sounded like he had some heavy s**t to work with anyways.
That smile. All of a sudden Azzo's good mood dissipated, his face twitched for a second. It was as if it came from a horror movie. One that Azzo couldn't remember being in but clearly a reaction to having something like a guilt pain hit him.
"Er..." He shook his head, "Sorry.... I got it..." He murr murred still looking at Nacio. He stood up and in a not quite graceful manner made his way down the bleachers headed for the school. "I uh...." He turned to face the boy while taking a few steps back, "Don't know why... but I feel like I need apologize for something..."
He paused and grimaced, "I... just don't know what..."
Few more steps back, "So, I'm sorry!" With that he headed back to the school. Alone. Trying to figure out what the hell just came over him.
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:54 pm
Eh? What the bloody hell?
It looked like Azzo suddenly remembered something that Ignacio didn't, go figure, as he suddenly felt the urge to stumble backwards and start apologizing for something Ignacio didn't quite understand. His grin fell as it was replaced with his typical Whodunnit pondering expression, his mind quickly trying to put together what Azzo had remembered and coming up with a solid blank.
But before he could open up his mouth to really fire off any questions, Azzo was fleeing into the school like he was trying to hide something. "Okay!" shouted Ignacio, waving vaguely with a decidedly confused expression. "Have a good day, then! I'll see you around." And Ignacio would wait a few moments before following Azzo into the school, ready to get himself a good corner to sleep in.
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