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 Posted: Sun Jun 11, 2006 1:55 pm
Hearing Ioyla's giggles and feeling waves of emotion, Akina let herself succomb to the empathic pull that she usually resisted, enjoying the carefree laughter than she so rarely enjoyed. Brimstone was obviously confused, staring up at his mother as if he did not recognize her.
Feeling a gaze on him, Brim met eyes with Ilistala, returning her look with a just-turn-your-body-to-ooze-and-slip-through-her-arms-duh glance. It was quite a complicated look... obviously. It hasn't really occurred to Brimstone that his abilities were different from anyone else's.
Small ears perked at the name "Brimmy". Naturally, he glared. The only person who called him by a nickname was Akina. And it was either Brim or B, not Brimmy. "Not Brimmy!" he declared loudly, furrowing his little brow.
"Brim, it's just another way of saying your name," Akina explained, calming her giggles. Brimstone did not seem to like this expression, shaking his head no and refusing to respond anymore.
Blue eyes waved back to Ioyla's face. "I just don't know what comes over him sometimes."
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Posted: Sun Jun 11, 2006 2:12 pm
And still, Ioyla continued to laugh. Her ribs were starting to hurt, and she had a hard time breathing, but if it was one thing Ioyla was bad at, it was getting rid of laughter--especially unwanted laughter in awkward situations, like that one time at that funeral.
Once her giggles eventually died down, her sides stopped aching, and she could finally breathe again, Ioyla wiped the tears from her eyes and sighed, ignoring the stares from confused customers. Brimstone's outburst, which confused Ioyla since she apparently didn't hear Stala antagonize him in the first place, almost sent on another wave of glee.
She stamped it flat with another sip of wine. "Yeah, kiddo, s'a nickname. Like, um...your ma ere, Akina. You'n me, we'll call er Kina b'hind er back'n stuff." She winked at Brim, quite unsure if he had any idea what she was talking about in the first place. "Our little secret."
"Brimmyhead!" Ilistala cried once it got quiet around the table. She stuck out her tongue and blew ferocious raspberries at Brim, which elicted a strict tsk from Ioyla.
"Stoppit."
"Brimmyheeeead!"
"Oh, Gawd." Another tongue tingle, this one a bit stronger. Ioyla heaved a sigh, shifting in her seat. "Well, I guess we should be headin out...time t'hit th'old dusty trails, if ya know what'm sayin." The demon cupped a hand around her mouth and whispered: "Naptime!" Apparently, someone didn't like sleeping during the day.
Ioyla stood, hooking her arm beneath Stala's rear to support the rather chubby toddler. With fast hands, she swiped both the bottle of wine and cup of juice off the table, hiding them behind her back. "A lil somethinsomethin for th'road." She would await Akina's most likely pleasent and polite goodbyes, bouncing on the balls of her feet.
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Posted: Sun Jun 11, 2006 5:17 pm
Raising an eyebrow at the name "Kina", Akina pulled her mouth to a corner in disgust. Ew. Kina? Aside from complete strangers calling her "dearie" or "honey" when she was checking out at stores, everyone had always called her Akina. Not even Aki or hardly Miss Tokuwa. Just Akina.
Brimstone, meanwhile, just stared at Ioyla, mouth open. Who the hell was Kina? But before he could point out Ioyla's fault, Brim heard the rebellious shrieks of Ilistala. She certainly was a little fire cracker, he noted in his little toddler brain. "STALAFACE. STALAFACE. STALAFACE. STALAFACE. STALAFACE. STALAFACE. STALAFACE. STALAFACE. STALAFACE. STALAFACE. STALAFACE. STALAFACE. STALAFACE. STALAFACE. STALAFACE. STALAFACE." Brim had begun to rattle off his concocted insult so quickly that even Akina was slow to react, staring in confusion at her son.
She, too, slapped a hand over her child's mouth, echoing Ioyla's assertion, "Naptime." The elf remained in her seat though, glancing about for the waiter. "Yes, our bus should be here any moment now, and I would hate for us to miss another." Her eyes searched for the waiter again, blinking as Ioyla stood to leave. "Oh... don't you want to pay first?" she ventured at last, slightly embarrassed for having to draw attention for the forgotten bill.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 7:20 am
Noting Akina's very obvious dislike of her new nickname, Ioyla made a mental note to call her that as much as possible. Such a kind, caring friend. But when the elf woman called her out on the unpaid bill, she laughed and waved a dismissive hand in the air. "Oh, just get up'n leave. They were assholes anyways, treatin us like we're the ******** scum of th'earth or somethin. Some humans, really." She sighed again and shook her head. "Damn shame~."
Meanwhile, Ilistala, absolutely entranced by Brimstone's reaction to his very own nickname, squiggled and squirmed in her mother's arms. Definately not the type to be one-up'd (especially by a boy), Stala let her jaw drop down, and chanted:"BRIMMYHEAD! BRIMMYHEAD! BRIMMYHEAAAAAAD!"
Ioyla sucked in a breath, puffing her cheeks and rolling her eyes skyward. "Yeah, anyways...you can run fast, right? Cause--" the demon slapped a stiff hand over her brow, scanning the horizon and grinning. "--I think I see your bus now!" Liar.
Or was she? DUNDUNDUNNN!
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 12:03 pm
Get up and leave? Not that Akina wasn't against screwing the system, she just didn't exactly want to go around picking on little privately-owned cafes. As she contemplated the situation and rose to her feet, Brim continued to squirm in her arms chanting, "Stalaface. StalaFACE. STALAFACE. STALAFACE! STALAFACE!!! STAAAAAALAAAAAAFAAAAACEEEE!" until he was pretty much just screaming his lungs off.
The elf jumped back, stunned to see how tempermental Brim was being. He usually never rose his voice like this. In the midst of the commotion, several people in the restaurant looked over at the four creatures, and at Ioyla's mention of the bus arriving, the elf didn't care about formalities with the rude waiter. "Well, it was a pleasure meeting you, Ioyla and Ilistala. I really do hope we run into each other again!"
Already, Akina was backing away from the table, eyes flickering to the child who was huffing and puffing in her arms in exasperation.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 1:39 pm
Ioyla was hardly paying listening to Akina: all of her attention was focused on her own child, whose voice had risen to a frightening degree, along with her..."insult". Ilistala let loose another raspberry, spitle clinging to her chin and lips. Finally taking the initiative as she saw the waiter and his poorly stylized a** making their way out of the cafe, shaking the bill to the lunch in one manicured hand, the demon began sprinting away, turning her head and screaming:
"OKAY IT WAS NICE MEETIN YOU I'LL PROLLY SEE YOU ROUND SOMETIME OKAY BYEEEEE!"
But Ilistala saw that as her chance--facing Brim and Akina, she shoved her hands into the air and howled, "BRIMMYHEAD!" until her voice cracked and she felt dizzy.
Mother and daughter both ran away, mother laughing at the idiocy of the situation, and daughter still shrieking her head off.
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 9:18 pm
The sight of the waiter coming was enough to get Akina on her feet, hopping over the low black railing with Brim and his bag of swag from the power plant in tow. Whether or not Ioyla had truly seen the bus, the elf could hear the screech of wide bus tires just around the corner, and she was not about to miss it.
So, watching Ioyla take off, she shouted after, "I do hope our paths cross again in the future! Perhaps under calmer circumstances!" Offering one last smile, she ran in the opposite direction of the demon girl, hoisting Brim over her shoulder so that he was facing Ilistala and Ioyla as they ran off.
A tiny fist shot into the air as Brim used what remained of his voice to chorus, "STALAFAAAACE!" in time with her own insult to him. As they turned the corner, Brim lost his line of sight, choosing instead to shoot dirty looks at the passerbys who were staring at him as Akina trucked it over to the bus.
Sliding through the closing doors, Akina found a seat for the two of them toward the back and facing one window. Chuckling to herself, the elf curled a hand around Brim and asked, "Did you have fun, B? That certainly was... interesting, to say the least. That Ilistala was cute, wasn't she?"
Brim scrunched up his nose in response, resting his head into Akina's side and yawning. Yeah, that Ilistala thing was pretty decent. Good to talk to. In his little toddler mind, Brimstone made a note to have more interactions with her as they were certainly entertaining. But cute? Hardly. Girls are disgusting.
Letting his little eyes slowly close, Brimstone's breathing eventually slowed, and he quickly fell asleep as the bus chugged forward toward the Tokuwa house.
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