Welcome to Gaia! ::

Scott wasn’t sure if she was talking to him again, so he looked at her again. It seemed this time that she was, and actually meant it. Last time she spoke, it was to no one, so he wanted to make sure. He looked around to see if it could be anyone else, but nothing was behind him. He nodded politely and stood up. He carried the chair easily to her table and set it down. Before sitting down, “Hello miss, I am Scott. I would be pleased to join you. Thank you.”

He sat down calmly, but wasn’t sure what to do next. He decided to allow her the chance to introduce herself, if she so pleased. He was a little nervous. She was possibly the first person he spoke to in years, other than acknowledgement or simple communications to his family.

Shadow now wanted to look into her eyes, now that he had been invited to her table. He made sure that his fangs were not visible when he spoke. “I was wondering what its about. Latin is a language I know.” He didn’t mention the sticker or being able to read such small font from that distance. He spoke softly and gently. He remained outwardly calm, even though he was nervous.

[[I keep trying to pronounce your name, but I’m having a hard time picturing it. ^_^* and I don’t actually know Latin ^_^* I tried searching the meaning of the two word in the title, My connection wasn’t good enough.]]

[[lol. no worries. Myia~ MYE-ah. Aw it's okay. It means Broken Stone. Here I found a site that helps me correct my spelling when I was learning it. It drives me nuts when I don't spell right XD . Maybe it will help you translate as well. Here ]]


Myia tilted her head. "Really? Not many people would know it." She took a drink. "It is almost forgotten." She sighed sadly. She had listen to many stories from her great grandparents and grandparents that she wonder what had happened to the world sense then. "You know some thing." She leaned forward. "You're eyes are beautiful."

Her compliment caught him off guard. He must have put his sunglasses away subconsciously when he entered. He had been given contacts by his mother to hide his eyes. They made his eyes a flaming green color. His true color was like that of a flame, not just red like many vampires.

He nodded to her first question then thanked her again, “Thank you miss. Would it be cliché if I told you that your eyes were gorgeous and your cheek bone seems to define your beautiful face?” He spoke calmly and softly still. He was surprised with himself. He wasn’t sure where the courage to say what was on his mind had come from. He spoke the truth. He didn’t share with her that he wore contacts, it was not time. She would ask him to share his true eyes with her, which he could not at that time.

[[Thank you. If my connection works, I will use that if I must. Or, if you don’t mind, I will act as though I know it ^_~]]

Scott was a little confused by what she meant. “I’m not sure I understand. I wasn’t trying to ‘catch’ you. I am from around here, but I don’t get out much.” He remained vague, hoping she wouldn’t notice. He suddenly realized that he still had to find a place to stay for the night. I don’t think mother would be too pleased if I ended up staying in the cave tonight. How close are we to lunch? Maybe I can get away somehow to go find myself a place to stay. He wasn’t sure how he would get a chance to do that without being rude.

Kitty giggled. She thought of what her boss would say if he noticed someone helping her.

She hated her boss, he was strict and hated everyone. "I think my boss would have a problem with that. He'd have to pay you, and he's a cheap skate." she giggled, looking around to check that he wasn't listening.

She sighed, "This is probably my last day here anyway. My boss is thiking about firing me because of my age, but I keep being late, so he has even more reason."

She pulled a mag over to her and filled it with cappacino. "You want anyother drink?" She said, takeing his glass. "If you really want a job here, I guess i'm an opening." She smiled at him, putting her coffee of the counter again.

Myia looked around the room trying to remember what she was missing. Then it clicked. 'How will I find that out?' She finished her food and placed her fork down. "Oh. No worries. It is okay." She smiled and then took a drink of her water. "How long have you lived here?" She asked trying to keep some kind of conversation going.