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 Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 10:42 pm
Having a horrible sense of direction and, you know, being blind, it didn't take long for the light bulb of realization to flicker on for Kilah. She didn't know where it was either.
"When is your mom coming to get you?" The last thing she wanted was to be chased down by some cops for kidnapping. It would probably take them too long to find the park... "What's beside this building?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 10:49 pm
Jack shrugged, "She's not." After the class he'd been told to call Aunt Naomi and stay with her for the night. That was the downside of having an optional shelter closer to the city. "Eh?" he asked, then her question registered with him. Oh. Right. She couldn't see. He grabbed his stuff from the basket beside the front door and then looked on both sides of the building. "There's a bakery on the right an' a lawyer on the left." Hopefully that would help her get her bearings.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 1:33 pm
Kilah probably was going to need a lawyer, but she'd worry about that later. The bakery sounded fine. They had all the time in the world if his mom wasn't coming. She didn't think far enough ahead to assume Jack was just suppose to be going somewhere else.
It was easier to think he'd just been abandoned (not everyone was as stupid as Noyama, keeping miniature grim reapers around), and go with that. "That'll work." She'd stolen some gold from Twila earlier. Just for the sake of taunting her for being robbed by a blind person.
"The bakery it is then. I'll buy you all the sweet, disgusting, sugar-filled cakes and s**t you want."
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 1:53 pm
Jack perked up at this, he liked food. Though when she mentioned it his stomach started to rumble. Because of this dumb class and Duncan's dumb obsession with being on time he'd had to miss breakfast. "Yummy," he responded, licking his lips as he started to walk toward the shop, still holding tight to the side of her shirt. She was the only cool kid he'd met so far, well, Mae was alright, and so was An, but Kilah was the best. Yep, most definately the best. She liked fighting, she got mad at some of the same people he did, and best of all, she was getting him food.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 2:14 pm
The woman in the bakery was older. Perhaps 60. Fully human, or at least she looked her. Her hair was curly and grey, and her eyes a blue that lit up as they entered the store. "Can I help you?"
"We'll see," was Kilah's response. "Go find something you want." For somebody who was stuck at age 12 forever, Twila always had more money than any adult Kilah knew. Where she got it from the Sin'aeis didn't care enough to think about, nor did it cross her mind about spending every bit of it without hesitation.
"Find something pink-colored, too," instructed the teenager. Cricket liked pink things.
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2007 2:36 pm
Jack was about to protest the request to find something pink, but stopped himself only for the fact that she was paying for all of this. Without answering the older woman he ran up to the counter and pulled himself up to get a better view. The first thing he spotted suited her request. It was a strawberry and cream pastry, loaded with pink icing and glazed strawberries. He pointed to it, saying, "Tha' pink one," and then continued to venture for himself. He was nearly drooling on the counter as he pointed out a chocolate almond tart and two bear claws for himself. He was about to pick something else when he caught the scent of something more interesting than sugar. Meat! They had sandwiches here too! As the woman was wrapping up the pastries he also selected a tall turkey sandwich and a strongly spiced chicken panini.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2007 5:49 pm
There had been a point in her life Akilah had had a sort of...mentor. One that had taught her things. Among those things, money. Being blind wasn't going to keep her from needing it, Lucky had told her.
She'd developed a sort of system with Cricket and Lilly. Her new 'guardian' would tell her how much it said on a bill, and Cricket would bite it, only puncturing it with the the matching number of teeth.
As the woman told her the amount (rather rushed, she didn't want these crazy people in her store too long), Kilah's thumbs brushed over the slips of paper. 5 marks. 10 marks. 1 mark. Change was easier since it had different sizes, but she hadn't carrying it around.
The cashregister made it's dismissive ring, and then Kilah was shoving a fairly large bag at Jack. "Don't eat the pink one," she reminded him absently, and crinkled up the recipent in her hand. That lady could've given her less change than she should've gotten, for all she knew. But again, Twila's money. Why should she care?
Outside, Kilah sneezed. "Anywhere else?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2007 5:56 pm
Jack only nodded when she gave him a warning about the pink one. That was just fine with him, after all he had plenty of other stuff. "How 'bout my Aunt Naomi's? Nobody'll b***h at us there," he offered. That and Aunt Naomi's was always crawling with interesting things. Literally. And plus, he knew the way from here. Just follow the smell of cinnamon and marijuana. "Ain't nobody ever there neither, so there's lots of stuff just waitin around to be messed with," he added, reaching one of the pastries out of the bag to chew at while he walked.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2007 8:04 pm
"Whatever." In 'Akilah Language', it was an agreement. She followed the sound of the toddlers footsteps, occasionally having to shove a passing person out of her way. Most times they grumbled under their breath, but the few that did get loud quieted down quick at the sight of a sword held by someone who knew how to use it.
"Jack, do you want revenge on anyone?" It was such a dumb question to ask a little kid. Little kids were stupid, even Jack, Kilah thought. The lust for revenge had been a feeling she'd developed being no older than, him, though. If anybody else would have it this young, too...
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2007 8:12 pm
Revenge? Well, everybody he'd wanted to hurt he kind of already had. At least enough that most of them would think twice before pissing him off again anytime soon. "Nah, not really," he responded with a mouth full of fluffy pastry, "Cept maybe Duncan and that kid Mae had with him." That was just because he hadn't been allowed the chance to kick their asses yet. He didn't really keep long grudges, mostly because he hadn't yet been given any reason to. "An I wanna try fightin Jan again." He turned a corner, sniffing the air for the scent. Yep, definately that way.
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2007 7:26 pm
The name 'Jan' sounded vaguely familiar, but Kilah rarely remembered anyone she hadn't either lived with, sworn to kill or sworn to protect (this being the fewest of the three and dropping quickly). Mae, assuming it was 'Maelon', she recognized, but didn't comment on.
She'd wanted to rip his limbs off and kick him as he bled to death not too long ago, but there last meeting had plopped him in a very unusual neutral zone of her mind that hadn't gotten any use before. Kilah didn't want to say she respected any of her enemies, because as her enemies, they sucked.
But... She didn't really understand the weird sort of relationship the two of them had developed even being part of it.
"Hm," Kilah grunted. "Oh, well. She wasn't very good with this 'conversation' thing anyway.
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 9:53 am
A few blocks further and they would reach the shop, now darkened at the windows by thick curtains. "Auntie says some people aren't worth thinkin about," he said pointedly, dribbling a bit of filling down his chin.
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