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 Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 1:38 pm
Zia was shrugging and doing her whole 'listening but also not making eye contact with anything but my coffee' until she got to the part where she said her mom married a librarian instead of Camelot and she sputtered, choked, and while she didn't quite do a spit take there was totally coffee up her nose now and she needed a moment to recover.
"This librarian wouldn't be named Tony, would he?" She asked in a gasping sort of laughter as she tried to catch her breath from almost drowning.
"Yeah well, nothing wrong with wanting to avoid it I guess," She said, taking that as an invitation to leave, because she was the opposite of avoiding it. And especially because she wouldn't feel right prodding at Tony's personal life if this kid answered in the affirmative. "See ya, kid," She said with a friendly wave before walking away.
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2013 8:52 am
Harmony blinked at Zia called him out by name. She guessed everyone knew the librarian; he was pretty popular. But, no, she had a feeling it was more than that by the way Zia nearly choked. There was something up with that, a big something, and Harmony couldn't let her just duck out without spilling the beans on what she knew. She was so opinionated about everything else, why not this?
"Wait!"
She moved to follow the girl, unable to let it go now. She had to know if there was a secret afoot, or really anything about her new stepfather that she should, or didn't know. She tapped Zia's shoulder to stop her and hoped the girl was still in a talkative mood.
"Yeah, his name is Tony. Why do I think you know more than you're saying? If you know something he's married to my mom! I should know about it. This is my family."
Harmony never suspected that the mild mannered librarian was anything more than that except just once when he asked her if something attacked her in the library when she was alone rather than someone. That was the only time he ever gave her cause to suspect him. He'd given her an excuse at the time and she let it go, blaming her own paranoia. The incident came to mind now, oddly.
"If we're not safe. If he's part of the Negaverse, or whatever, tell me!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 7:20 pm
"I have no idea"! Zia proclaimed loudly when Harmony asked if she knew more than she was saying, arms thrown up in the air as she kept walking. Zia's brains had been scrambled over several years of parallel body swapping bullshittery, she needed help with daily social protocol.
But she was not equipped for casually sauntering out of here with secrets kept. She was such a ad secret keeper.
"Yeah, it's your family, and it is reaaaaally not my place," She said, still walking and hoping Harmony would get tired of following her. She knew too much about Tony, and she would gather just knowing he was married to Shalott was too much information. And this wasn't even counting the fact that she had heard a lot about Nate Darrow, too, and just hadn't been clued into the fact he was part of that little family too.
Terrible secret keeper Zia was just not well equipped for not exploding everywhere all over this thing.
"GRAGH no, it's none of my business it's really not my place I shouldn't say anything but haaaa ha, Tony in the Negaverse that's a good one," She babbled quickly and started walking faster.
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Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2013 10:11 am
Harmony did not get tired of following her. The opposite, in fact. She was possessed of an idea that Zia knew something she wasn't saying. The girl that could speak so casually about killing youma in public was suddenly clamming up on the subject of her stepfather. She already didn't have a lot of trust when it came to this war about anything so her heckles were raised now, high.
"You know something!" She accused, pressing Zia. "I don't care about whether its your place or not. This is my mom, my family, and if there's something going on I need to know!"
Harmony picked up her speed in order to keep up with the other girl. She'd follow her anywhere the other was going until she knew whether Tony was a threat to her family and her life. She even cared about whether Nathan was in trouble. He was a jerk most of the time but she still felt some familial responsibility in that he was her brother and Tony's natural kid.
It never once occurred to her to think her own mother was lying to her and keeping a rather large Order secret.
"Just tell me." She was almost begging by this point, worried, and that showed plainly on her face. "Please, Zia, I need to know. These are people I love and not just me. It affects more than just me."
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 10:20 am
"Laaaaa~" Zia was being an a**, blatantly blowing off Harmony's concerns as she just kept walking and trying with absurd sincerity to ignore the very loud, very scene causing girl's pleas.
This was a terribly conspicuous way to walk down the street.
Zia tried to tell herself it didn't really matter. She saw weird s**t every day. Hell she was weird s**t, given that she could sprout ears and a tail at a moments notice. She she had a weird girl following her and trying to get her to spill things she had to practically drown herself on dry land to avoid gushing.
But identities were sensitive topics and she couldn't bring herself to do something as cardinal as giving away Tony's even if it was just to his stepdaughter.
"Look," She broke and whirled around, utilizing all the height her long legs had to give to get in Harmony's face. "You are obviously not in any danger because you are safe and fine in your happy little family where the worst thing about your stepfather is that he's boring. You're not living in some campy horror movie, you're just a brat with two parents working their asses off to take care of you," And there may have been some bitterness in that sentiment, considering who it was coming from. Zia had had more step-parents and ex-step-parents, half siblings legitimate and not, and estranged family members than she could count and yet, ultimately, was entirely alone.
"You want to know about him, then go ask him," She snapped and pointed in another direction go-to-your-room style, as if that was the figurative one where Tony was.
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