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 Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2008 7:21 pm
Bobby got a bit too close to her as he purred, "Because it works for me, darling. Wouldn't have confidence if there weren't a string of successes behind me where a tail should be." After looking into her eyes for a moment, he pulled back, taking a swig from a water bottle Moony had tossed him.
Bobby's acting weird... Maybe only Moony could see past his facade, but Bobby did not have confidence with Miranda. It was all an act, and he could tell.
"Alright, alright. Let's just... calm down a bit." Moony sighed, searching for empty rooms on the database.
"Bobs, we ain't got no place to put her. We gave up our rooms for the family with the new baby, and that one elderly guy. She got no place to sleep..."
"Moons, she has the couch. I'll sleep on the floor, and you will, too." Again, he rubbed his hair nervously, though didn't think it was that much of a habit already.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 4:08 am
Miranda frowned as a tremor shot up her spine, causing her to shiver. He made her uncomfortable, but she couldn't figure if it was a bad thing or not. She pulled her knees to her chest -thank god for shorts- and rested her chin against her knees while listening to them. Her sandy tail twitched in the air.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 6:27 am
Bobby looked at Miranda carefully, noting that little shiver that he very well might have caused. A part of him loved his control over the situation, though the little nagging guilt soon flared up. He didn't want to scare her, but she had to know what she was dealing with.
"Listen, Miranda, no one's gonna hurt you here," he said softly. "But ya gotta understand that... well, something's up. And you ain't going back to the circuit, not in Sarente." There seemed to be no arguing against it the way he laid down the law. "Last thing we need is an intergalactic throw-down over a dead Cule racer."
Moony watched him carefully, dread forming in his eyes. Bobby was essentially kidnapping the girl? Was that what this came down to?
"Bobs... we can't keep her if she don't wanna be here," he began, but was swiftly cut off.
"Moon, think about it: her agents booked her here in the first place. This looks like a publicity stunt at all angles! If she comes back from being shot at and 'kidnapped' then wins the race, think of all the money those goons will rake in! I ain't lettin' no Cule get pushed around 'cause some hairless somebody wants to play with lives."
"But you'll of course kidnap one and force her to live like a rat," Moony mumbled.
His stinging remark struck a deep chord within Bobby, but he didn't let it show. He just became very quiet, almost agreeing with the silence.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 11:56 am
Miranda rolled her eyes.
" And who said they'ed rake in any money from that angle? The other angle is that they were actually trying to have me killed, and would get money from the government for it." She shrugged. Be seemingly uncaring was her way to deal with certain crisies, she wasn't normall like this. Miranda was having a bad day, to put it lightly.
" Either way, I don't really care. I was going to fire them anyway." She slumped back into the chair and immediatly began talking to Nessa about things men could never understand or fathom.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 12:10 pm
Bobby rolled his eyes in a comedic, exaggerated manner before turning for his own room to go organize his thoughts.
Leaving Moony, of course, with two beautiful females.
"So, uh, ladies..." he stammered, trying desperately to think of something to do or say. "Are you guys really comfortable with all this?" The least he could do was extend a courtesy Bobby had not thought of: giving them a choice.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 12:17 pm
Miranda shrugged, smiling at Moony. He seemed the nicer of the two.
" It's not like I have a choice. Either way, if I leave, I get killed, and those assholes get the money for it." She stretched, before curling up cat like in the chair.
" And I'm used to it." Nessa beamed and winked at Moony, which she knew would make him blush. Miranda chuckled quietly as she did so.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 12:23 pm
Moony cleared his throat as he turned away, embarrassed.
"Well, if you guys need anything, just holler. I gotta go check on a bird..." Moony left to go check on the new Diggy, hoping againt hope that this all wouldn't turn into a big fiasco.
Meanwhile, Bobby was sulking in his room. On his computer screen remained the pictures and bios (several versions from different sources) of Miranda, and yet none of them seemed right. The bios never mentioned where her mother really came from, they were all too vague... As for the pictures, Miranda always had a certain look about her that he didn't really like, not after he had the pleasure of seeing the real thing.
No, something wasn't right about Miranda. Like any spoiled star, she should have been flipping out about her capture, but she was laying back, taking it all in...
"And of course you had to be a flippin' a** about the whole thing," he mumbled to himself. "Way to go, Bobtail... "
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 12:40 pm
-_-_-_-_-_-_-
It was around nine at night. Nessa had left for home to talk to her dad, after dropping some things off for Miranda, leaving behind only a peck to Moonys cheek to mess with him even further. She was planning on coming back soon.
Miranda was now nestled under some covers behind a thick dark red curtain hanging from the ceiling. A small cot had been set in the corner thanks to Nessa, and the curtains obscured her from male eyes, also thanks to Nessa. She had some new clothes, all cozied up in baggy brown pants and a dark pink tank top. She'd spent some of the time repainting her finger and toenails- dark pink- and was now reading after nibbling on some of the food Nessa brought over. She seemed to be taking all this insanity into stride rather well. Atleast, it seemed that way to everyone how layed eyes on her.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 12:55 pm
It was sort of a good thing that Nessa wasn't there, because Moony had to be focused on his task at hand. As he came through the doors from the barracks and into the lounge, Moony adjusted a pack on his back, speaking to another Cule man in a hushed desert tongue. A woman was also with them, toting her young boy who looked rather frightened. That night, they would be meeting a ship in the sands piloted by relatives, and leaving the horrors of Sarente perhaps forever.
"Don't worry, my friend, everything will turn out. We have a route set, and we'll follow it carefully." Moony patted the man on his back, who continued pouring out words of thanks.
Bobtail was lounging on the couch, reading, when the family came through. Knowing the plan, he stood up to give them a fond farewell.
To the father of the clan, he said, "It's the right thing to do. Believe me, I'd get you all to leave if I had the chance. Take yours." there were more handshakes before Moony and the father went to pack up the Diggy bird.
"Bobtail!" the young boy suddenly exclaimed, launching forward to hug his leg. "I don't want to go! I want to stay, and be like you! I want to stay here!" The poor child seemed on the verge of tears before Bobby came down to his level, looking as gentle as a kitten.
"Naw, you don't wanna stay here... You wanna go someplace where you can see the sun. Besides, you can't be like me when maybe I'm tryin' to be like you." He ruffled the Cule boy's hair and ears with a sad smile.
"Eh?" he answered, laughing and trying to grab Bobby's hand.
"Eh's right. 's too confusing if we're trying to be someone else, so... you grow up strong, okay, squirt?" The boy hugged Bobby tightly, really starting to cry, and maybe Bobby was, too. But, his mother gently moved her hand to her son's shoulder to pull him away for the journey.
"Bobtail, may you find help here," she whispered as a prayer. Bobby nodded, too choked up to really say much.
"Yeah, we'll keep living on a prayer. You all find something better."
On her hip, the boy waved good-bye as he went through the doors with her, towards a better life. Bobby's heart sunk at the thought that the kid might not remember him in a few years, even though Bobby knew he'd never forget.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 1:15 pm
Miranda had pushed the curtains aside just a bit to watch the exchange, but had retreated back in once the boys came back into the lounge.
' Looks like there really is a heart under all that annoying, fake confidence. Good to know." She smiled a little, nuzzled her head into the pillow and continuing to read, while thinking over everything.
Within a few minutes of the familys departure, Vanessa traipsied back in, casually slumping down into a chair next to Moony after poking her head in the curtained area to say hi to Miranda. She didn't say anything, just observed.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 1:22 pm
"Why would a kid wanna be like me...?" he asked softly, unawares that he had actually posed the question.
Moony had come back into the room after about half an hour of being gone. The family had been successfully loaded onto the ship and had taken off, though the illegal landing had caused some attention. Before the military could investigate, though, there was no trace of the ship or the passengers.
He tensed up a bit around Nessa, though Bobby was worrying him a bit more.
"Moons, do ya think they'll be alright out there?" he asked, looking very, very forlorn. "Ya think that kid'll be happy?"
"Dunno, Bobtail. But if the new world's as good as that guy's bro said it is, they'll be fine." Moony brushed sand from his pants as he settled into the couch, glad it was over.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 1:26 pm
Nessa smiled.
" Don't worry, I've seen my fair share of planets. They'll be happy wherever they choose to be." with that comment, she went back to observing, mostly Moony. She was settled into the couch next to him, with her knees drawn to her chest.
" No other place is like Sarente, and the easiest sort of living is on Veratia, though more so on Druis. They'll be fine." Mirandas voice emanated from behind the curtains.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 1:32 pm
Bobtail nodded, but remained quiet. To occupy himself, he went over to the computer to make lists and requests, all the while thinking about all the other people who needed to get away.
Moony looked sideways at Nessa, raising an eyebrow.
"Whatchoo lookin' at?" he asked, a quizzical look consuming his features.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 1:38 pm
Nessa got a very mischevious look on her face. Saying nothing, she tilted his head with a finger so his cheek was facing her, then pecked it just as she had before. Giggling, she lept up and headed over to where Miranda was, plopping down on the cot and shutting the curtains again. No doubt Moonys face was as a sunburn. The men could hear the girls giggling from behind the curtain.
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Posted: Mon Sep 15, 2008 1:44 pm
Moony stared blankly off into space, red-faced, as his hands clenched and unclenched in an odd fashion.
He was as good as a toy in her hands.
Bobby, though, was laughing his head off by the computer, nearly falling off his chair as he did so.
"Y-you should see the look on your face, Moony!" he said.
At that, Moony came to his senses, leaping over the couch and running towards Bobby. With a few swift motions, he had him in a headlock.
"Shaddup, kitten!" he growled, though Bobtail was still hysterical, despite his previous worries.
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