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High-functioning Marshmallow
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 Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 1:46 pm
“Parents never 'want' a kid, they only get used to it. Be grateful that someone had picked you at all. They could have kicked you out and went on living without you.” Ah, she really wanted to kick herself sometimes – but, tact would have to come with age and experience, apparently.. Her words came out sharply, her small annoyance developing into a scowl, although the woman wouldn't be able to see it, only hear it. “And, no, I don't want to order people around. I was giving you advice, girl from girl, but if you want to make them out as 'orders', I don't care.” She huffed lightly at that – just because she was right didn't mean she had to make her out to be some controlling b***h! Her own accent, normally carefully hidden with practice, slowly got worse as she became more upset. At least it wasn't horribly noticeable, but she could tell and it made her self conscious. She looked to her leeches for a silent moment in thought, allowing herself to calm back into a better mood again.
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 2:42 pm
Ayil nodded to Zus as she slowly began to think of her sister; her parents hadn't been the kindest of people, and she and Anya were very much planned, organized into her parents life. Ayil's lips took on an unseen smile, one of knowing and slight condescending manor, it was unlike her, yes, but this girl pretended to know the world, did she know the southern states of America, the life Anya and Ayil had been pushed into? How they had lived? How their mother had treated them, not to mention their father? Ayil's smile, smirk, maybe, had just the slightest tone of loathing, though her eyes were blind, they conveyed emotion very well, not that Ayil would know how her emotions mirrored into the green irises. "When you have walked blind for twenty years, being an accessory, you tell me if I should be grateful for being picked." Ayil said softly, she wasn't usually so quick to flare, usually calm and collected, but this seventeen year old girl was just getting under her skin all too well. "If, in fact, I was picked at all, if not chosen by default due to Anya's mistakes?" Ayil could already she and Zhi would end up clashing quite a bit. Ayil would never be told to be grateful for being forced into all the balls and pretty gowns that she could never see, not when she had been fine, at fourteen, with reading her books and dreaming of princes and happy ever afters. Ayil had been perfectly content with being out of the spotlight, being locked from sight. But Anya, the daughter the two von Wend's had planed to showcase to the world, had gotten pregnant, and Ayil filled her shoes perfectly, as a twin could. Ayil pushed the thoughts out of her mind, her parents were dead now and thinking ill of them would only bring ill to her, because that's how the world worked.
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 7:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2011 1:51 am
Ayil's annoyance was rising, if not the dislike of being challenged by a seventeen year old girl. "Tell me, Zhi, are you blind?" Ayil asked, but didn't wait for an answer, "Are you from the southern states? Are you from a prestigious family that will forgive no mistakes?" Ayil asked, but it was more a snap than an actual question. "My parents barely let me bathe alone till they died just two days before my most recent birthday; setting me free. And.." Ayil said, standing, her voice and sanity teetering on a fine edge of restraint to not fall over, "At least I have people who care enough to check in. Zus is a tenant, like you, but he hasn't yet angered the one person who can toss him out." Ayil snapped, finding her way out of the living room by the tiny pieces of paper and down the hall, and to her own bedroom, leaving the door open and pulling a book from the shelf to read. Ayil didn't remember ever being that judgmental at seventeen- or ever for that matter. And Zus did not babysit her!!
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 3:23 pm
It wasn't like Ayil knew her! (Though the same could be said about Zhi..) How could she even guess that she had it worse because of some stupid blindness? Zhi's parents were strict! They weren't prestigious, but that didn't make them not show offs! ..Of course, Zhi had no clue what she meant by 'southern states'.. Probably blame the crap education and negligence during this year on that one. But, all that was easy to push off with a quick assurance and some mumbles to herself in her own language. What wasn't was that last comment tossed back at her. Zhi had people who cared about her! Min-Ya did.. somewhat. Okay, no, she just wanted to get back at her brother. ...Her mother – no.. Father? She doubted it. Sister..? Would she even remember Zhi? ..Mao! ..No, wait, Mao didn't care about anything. Alanis was using her, her teacher was just that – her teacher, Una was a sort of friend who didn't count, and.. Er. This was all.. bugging her. Too much.
She frowned and after a second of silence, she stood up and marched to the kitchen to grab the phone. She dialed it quickly and held the phone to her ear until someone answered – or at least a machine. Into which, she said quickly and sternly, “Elliot! Come over to my place now as fast as you can. If you don't, I'll be very mad!” ..Of course she knew the Park family house number by now! She gave the address speedily afterward and then hung up the phone with a pout. Now, she waited irritatedly in the kitchen for her friend to arrive, all while thinking of what she would do if she didn't.
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 7:01 pm
Luckily for Zhi, Elliot had practically been waiting by the phone. Not deliberately, of course, but she had been helping River clean the kitchen after practically destroying it (They were hungry! And tired of take-out.) and so when the phone rang she picked it up right away. She had been surprised that Zhi had invited her over, since she never did that. Sure, she called, but if they met, it had always been at school or at the Park house! She couldn't help but feel mildly excited, while River was through the roof.
She had gotten to the address provided surprisingly fast (small girls move quickly?) and she took the time to stare up at the house. Wow. It was big. And pretty! How come Zhi never invited her over before, if her house was this nice? She tentatively made her way up to the porch and knocked lightly on the front door. She had never gone over to a friend's house before. Why was she so nervous?
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 1:58 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 25, 2011 8:17 pm
Elliot had managed to zone out in the thirty-odd seconds that had passed between the time she knocked and the moment Zhi opened the door. Something about porches, they distracted her beyond belief. So when Zhi opened the door and addressed her, the smaller girl leapt out of her skin. Or, at least, that was what she would have done if she ever reacted at anything. Instead, her eyes got really wide and she stared up at her friend in surprise. "Uhm, no problem... You never invite me over, River was surprised," she replied neutrally. Elliot was displaying her emotions vicariously through River, as usual. "I like your house. It's big, and... uh..." she took a step back to see the color of the house. "...blue. She gave Zhi a tiny smile before glancing over her shoulder into the house. It looked like there were other people there! But didn't Zhi only mention an uncle?
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Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2011 7:25 am
Ayil, being who she was, could never stay angry fro long, and had only been seconds away from apologizing- right up until Zhi answered the door and threw back those words. "For starters, its my house, her room is upstairs." Ayil snapped, her voice calling from her room, "Feel free to help her with her suitcases." Ayil's anger had emerged once again; how could this girl just prod and prod and push and push? Ayil was unnaturally kind, she never judged, she was never cruel; she was close to being a saint, even. But Zhi mirrored Anya; and Anya got under Ayil's skin more than anyone. Ayil and Anya had habits to fight, possibly more than regular siblings since Anya could be extremely cruel. Either way, Zhi was close to Anya in comparison- hopefully the two never met and ganged up against Ayil. Ayil's fingers had been on the same word for a couple of minutes now, a clock chimed, five in the afternoon, on the dot. Ayil had half a mind to ask the new girl... Elliot, Zhi had said on the phone? If the house really was.. blue? What kind of blue? Blue like water?
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 4:58 pm
“Thank you, but it's –” She started to reply with an explanation when Ayil's voice cut through instead. She pursed her lips and glanced over her shoulder in the woman's direction. Who interrupts like that, huh?! How rude! “Yes, I'm renting a room with a blind girl.” She lowered her voice dramatically as she informed the other, leaning in to cover one side of her mouth a hand to shield from any lip-readers. She nodded and started to straighten up until she caught that small smile. ...What? Since when did Elliot do facial expressions? She raised an eyebrow and pinched each side of Elliot's cheeks before it completely vanished, studying her for a second before letting go. “It's scary when you do that.” She decided with a step back and a tug at Elliot's arm to get her inside, “The landlady is right. You can help me with the luggage.” She added with a point to the few bags left at the doorstep where Elliot was standing. She didn't make a move to take any, though, instead dropping the girl's arm and heading to her tank of babies~
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 5:51 pm
Just to add to her confusion, the mysterious voice was blind? Elliot had never seen a real blind person before! She was definitely curious, but she had manners, so she would just hope that they crossed paths at some point.
She wouldn't have had long to indulge in her curiosity anyway, because soon Zhi grabbed her cheek. "Ow," she squeaked, barely audible. When her friend let go, she rubbed her sore cheeks lightly. How mean! "Sorry," she replied plainly. Her large brown eyes moved over to the bags next to her. So she had just moved in! How nice it was of her to invite her over to help her move! Elliot smiled again (but by this point Zhi had turned away, so it was safe) and went to pick up as many bags as she could carry... Eesh, they were heavy. The small girl let most of them slip from her grasp and focused on just carrying one.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 5:23 pm
“Follow me upstairs – ah?” She frowned as she noted that Elliot only had one bag in her hands. Lazy! “Is that all you can carry? You're coming back down for the rest.” Here was Zhi carrying a whole tank of water and Elliot could only handle one duffel?! Sure, they were all stuffed with Zhi's clothing and everything, but she didn't think the girl was so weak! ..Zhi often forgot that not everyone had the muscle-building time that she had herself. Oh, well, it wasn't like anyone was going to point it out. Without much will to waste time speaking, Zhi had hurried over to the stairs with the tank in hand and started up it as slowly as can be for fear of dropping it. After a tedious journey up the steps, she set it down as gently as she could and dropped herself next to it, breathing hard while she rested. Ah, she wished tanks weren't so heavy..
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 4:40 pm
Ayil rolled her eyes, she'd feel guilty later, she'd apologize later, but right now she just didn't have it in her. She closed the book rather gently and felt for where it belonged and tried to push it into place- and failed. It fell to the ground with a very large thudding sound. Ayil got down on her knees in such a rush that she hit her head, just above her ear but not her temple, against her dead. After feeling around for the book she hugged it to her chest as she rose. Her door was almost exactly across from the stairs, the stairs behind the living room. Between Ayil's room and the kitchen was a small bathroom. Ayil tried a second time to put the book in place, and managed well enough, it stuck in an inch more than all the other books. Ayil couldn't read when Zhi's voice was pushing itself into her ears like a miniature cheese grater. Where was Zus? Ayil entered the hallway, also serving as the foyer, and stuck to the wall across from her bedroom till she came to the large archway that lead into the living room. She might not be too keen onto Zhi, but she didn't want to get in the way, or make one of the two females drop something breakable- Ayil probably wouldn't ever forgive herself, depending on Zhi's reaction.... Ayil's hands felt around, almost knocking over a framed picture of her family off a table.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 5:34 pm
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 5:53 am
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