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 Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 10:32 pm
Talulabelle smiled to herself while clicking play on a cheap boombox sitting on the desk of the Cherryville Compounds main 'office.' The boombox gave a buzz and a cd from 'Michelle Branch' played. She deciphered from the young looking girl on the cd cover it would be appropriate music. That's what having a deaf girl select a cd gets you.
She turned back to the small loveseat in the office and gave a smile. There were two little girls instructed to sit before her. She slid on to the desk's surface and crossed her legs, examining the two little faces; Sarria, the child that had been lurking around for only two days now and Noire, the one recently returned by a man named Sunny.
"Well, you two found a way to get back to us." Talula said with a casual toss of her head, her speech heavy with odd spacing and a strong accent closest resembling human 'arabic.' "Don't worry, we have plenty of room." She added, keeping her eyes on the lips of the children.
Noire, having spent exactly four days in a chaotic mess with a bunch of self proclaimed 'rockstars' and a little white haired brat only to be 'dropped off' three hours after Sunny got the correct address back to the compound, crossed her arms angrily. She tossed a look to the girl next to her and examined her closely. Didn't look much like her, she discovered.
Meanwhile, Alistair was standing out front the main entrance to the odd compound. He was reading a small device in his hand, a frown fixed on his face. "Useless engineers, they have no idea..."
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 11:16 pm
The little girl sitting next to Noire was staring straight ahead at nothing in particular. When Talula spoke her eyes shifted over to her, then over at Noire. She smiled at the other girl in a friendly manner as she held the little stuffed kitten closer to her and began to move her feet back and forth, letting them hit the loveseat.
Meanwhile...!
A rather cross looking man was walking down the street, having parked his car a good distance away from the compound not wanting to drive his car up to such a place. The city was probably safer. Through his sources, he had heard about some genetic expirimentation going on around in these parts, apparently run by some not so well known scientist. Sadly, his 'source' had either lied to him, or gotten his facts mixed up.
His black hair was slicked back, and his eyes were covered by dark sunglasses that matched his rather dark attire. His long black coat draped over his nice black suit... A scowl was plastered on his face as he eyed the nature around him.
His dark glare didn't change when he spotted Alistair. Seeing something in the other man's hand, he figured he must have finally arrived at the right place and crossed the drive...not even looking both ways! Not that there would be any cars...
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 11:42 pm
"Nothing to say, hm?" Talulabelle asked slowly, turning her head to the side. "Well, that's alright-"
"Fine!" Noire promptly interrupted, crossing her arms. "First of all, why did you send me with that man and his STUPID family?! They hated me! And there was a little boy who, who, who put stuff in my .. my.. my hair!" She quivered, touching her hair carefully before shifting again. "AND IT'S STILL IN IT!"
Noire promptly looked over at Sarria, and in a fit of bi-polar nonsense cracked a smile. "So, what's your name? I'm Noire. Don't go live with Sunny, okay?"
Alistair put the device in his pocket quickly when he noticed the man approached. Examining the other with raised eyebrows, Alistair slid his hands into his jacket's pocket and cocked his head sideways till it gave a contented pop. "Yes?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 26, 2007 11:59 pm
Sarria didn't seem too disturbed that the girl next to her was throwing her small 'fit.' Her smile grew a little in size when Noire was nice to her! "I'll help you get it out!" she offered happily, holding up her free hand. "Okay! I'll be sure not to! 'Specially if he' so bad! There probably couldn't be a worse home out there!"
Finding the man's greeting odd, his face stayed the same as he stared at Alistair from behind the dark glasses for a moment before he spoke. His Russian accent quite apparent as he slowly recited the phrase he was instructed to say to his contact, "Sometimes, before the sun goes down, I like to watch the sunset from my private beach..."
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 12:06 am
Talula had been about to defend her decision to home Noire with Sunny when the girls started talking amongst each other and she lost her concentration and view of the girls' lips. They seemed to be enjoying each others company, however, which was pleasing. She smiled at them and sat up off her desk, then began to leave the office to see what her partner was doing.
Noire grinned, "Okay!" She exclaimed, pulling out the lowest part of her hair. Her hair was about down to the middle of her back, and at the longest parts some gum was hopelessly stuck. It would likely need to be cut. "Cute kitty, whats it name?" She asked, motioning to the other girls stuffed cat.
Alistair stared back at the mysterious man blankly. "Excuse me? Are you lost?" he asked, condescension and annoyance in his voice. He gave him another look over and was about to continue speaking when a thought occurred. Private beach? The man certainly looked like he could be a wealthy man. "Private beach, you said? How interesting... Hm. Do you want something to drink?" He asked, tone of voice changing dramatically to one quite interested and cordial. He made a motion to the entrance to the compound, offering to let him in.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 12:16 am
Seeing the gum, she shook her head some; deciding just how she wanted to let Noire know. "Oh, I don't know. She just gave him to me today!" she pointed in Talula's direction, giggling as she squeezed the little toy tighter. "You know, we might have to cut a little of your hair."
The man's jaw tightened when his identification phrase was responded too incorrectly. He slowly turned his head to look in the direction his car was in. It was so very far away. A muffled curse directed at someone with a very strange name, no doubt the 'reliable source' he had gotten the information from, was hissed as he turned to look at Alistair. Sizing the other man up, he rolled his eyes, "Fine."
He pushed back one of his jacket's sleeves and glanced at a very expensive looking platinum banded watch, roughly pulled his jacket sleeve back down in annoyance. "Make it quick."
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 12:25 am
"We should name him then! Or her!" Noire promptly suggested, nodding her head a little. At the thought of cutting her hair Noire stuffed her bottom lip up briefly before giving a disgruntled sigh. "I don't wanna...." She glanced at Talula just as the woman left and gave a shrug. "She has short hair, though, I guess it looks okay.. at least until it grows back. Who did you live with before they returned you?" Noire asked cheerily, not realizing hers was a ... 'special' case.
Alistair gave a smirk and a nod, and then moved in front of the other man, opened one of the two doors in the entranceway, then held it open behind him. "Talula, ah-" He paused, glancing to the orange haired woman who had just walked out of the office.
"Talula." Alistair said again, but she didn't notice. "Talulabelle." He repeated, sounding annoyed. Giving a small wave with his free hand, she finally looked up, and then beamed a smile. "What? Oh.. who's this?" Talula asked.
"Just get some coffee." Alistair muttered, in a 'talking down' tone to the woman while speaking slowly to make sure she'd understand.
"So, do you have any children, mister... uh... Mister...?" Alistair asked.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 12:36 am
"I guess, but I can't think of a name." She sighed, looking around for something to cut the other's hair with. "Do you have scissors? I can make it so it's nice!" She chirped, sounding all reassuring, "I"ll just cut a little bit! And what do you mean? I just got here. This is my home."
After seeing the inside, he suddenly decided he didn't want anything to drink afterall. Not that this place was all run down and crappy, but compared to what he was accustomed to.
"Doctor." He 'corrected,' not sounding very enthused about being inside, and rather suspicious as to why he would ask a question like that. "Why?" He demanded slowly, now staring at Talula and raising a corner of his lips up in a disgusted sneer.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 12:43 am
Noire looked at the cat, "What about 'kitty'? Or maybe fluffy, or softie, or uhm. Shadow?" She hopped off the love seat and sneakily approached the desk, "Maybe she has some scissors in here..." She said out loud, sounding quite mischievous about it. "So you were just 'born', huh? I asked Sunny what born was and I don't think it's the right word... Let out, more like it. Do you remember anything about the tubes?" She asked, while opening one of the desk drawers.
Alistair grinned, "Doctor, then. What's your specialty?" He asked curiously, tugging on his jacket. "I suppose you don't have kids then. Theres some seats in the office..." Alistair began, motioning at the office door.
Talula, still watching the two, shook her head. "The girls are in the office, getting to know each other. We shouldn't interrupt, they need each other... poor Noire, I can't believe Sunny would abandon her like that..." Talula said with a sigh, before giving a defensive look at the 'doctor' briefly. Not that she was remotely unused to sneers of any sort, but from complete strangers it was somewhat uncommon. "How do you take your coffee, Doctor?"
Alistair, though normally he would have interrupted Talula mid empathetic rant, glanced at the doctor curiously while trying to read his response to the mention of the abandoned child.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 12:55 am
Following Noire over to the desk, she began searching for scissors as well. "Not really. Just hearing stuff...like voiced. Do you?" She switched her kitty to her other arm, shaking her head at the suggestions. "Well, maybe Shadow! I don't know." She shrugged, then suddenly grinned again, "I think I found them!"
His mouth opened as if he was about to answer Alistair, but it quickly shut again, deciding against telling complete strangers his life story! Or at least what he did for a living.
"No. No coffee." he said to Tululabelle, his expression going back to just cold and uncaring as the sneer went away. Brushing off his jacket, as if Alistair's hand had gotten it dirty, he seemed to ignore the part about a child being abandoned. She probably deseserved it! "I really should be going." he looked down at the floor, the horribly dirty floor, which in all truth probably wasn't all that dirty. He didn't want to spend too much time in this 'dump.'
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 1:05 am
Noire looked over at Sarria abruptly and cringed when she saw the scissors the other girl had found. She rather wished nobody would find any scissors and her problem would just 'go away,' but now, she had to face it. "Okay." Noire said bravely, turning her back to Sarria. "Don't cut more than you have to! No, I don't remember anything really.. I heart Talula a lot, though."
Talula crossed her arms. Fine with her.
Alistair, however, quickly cleared his throat, "Ah, if you must Doctor, but you certainly aren't from Cherryville and drive to...well, anywhere from here is quite long. Are you married? Are you at all interested in adoption?"
"Why would he care about the children?" Talulabelle quickly asked, moving her hands to her hips while glaring darkly at Alistair. "He's obviously a very busy man."
"That may be, but he's obviously financially capable of housing them. These kids, you see, they are quite special.. Have all sorts of interesting powers, they need very special homes with parents financially capable of supporting them."
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 1:12 am
"Okay! Hold really really really really really still." Sarria instructed as she lifted the sharp little blades to the other girl's hair. Being as careful as she could, she went to grab the very ends of the gummy hair and try to cut just around the gum. "Don't move!"
"That is precisly why I must be going." He said, as if it should be obvious. It would be late by the time he got home. Giving one last look at Talula he gave a nod of his head, "I am."
Scoffing at being 'financially able' he kept walking only to stop mid-step as he reached the door. His hand was inches away from the handle when it slowly lowered as he turned back around to look at the other two. "Genetically altered?" He asked, not even bothering to take the time to realize they could simply just be...special like that.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 1:37 am
Noire's eyes went wide. She held her breath, clenched her fists and stayed as still as she could, "Okaaaaay..." She said nervously, closing her eyes for the dramatic moment.
Talulabelle hadn't seen the doctor's question, so she could give no correction when Alistair nodded his head. "Something like that, yes... You see... well, you look like the type I can trust." Alistair began, smiling. The doctor most certainly didn't look trustworthy, but that didn't matter. "They came from a spaceship, and have very unique abilities... Aliens, maybe? Genetic structures never before seen?" He guessed, being a doctor and so quickly bringing up genetics to the conversation, this was something of interest to the man.
Talula looked confused when the doctor didn't leave. Watching the two men suspiciously for a moment, she crossed her arms and moved back toward the office.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 8:06 am
With a little 'snip' sound...it was done. Sarria let the tiny little bit of hair and gum fall to the ground and looked quite pleased with herself as she set the scissors down back on the desk,
"I got it! You can't even tell any is missing!" she exclaimed happily, going to fix/fluff the part around what had just been cut. "See!"
When the part about aliens came, he looked a great deal less interested and had halfway turned around toward the door again, when he figured it was true. Their genetic code was bound to be different. His expression becoming much more hateful/cold, he folded his hands behind his back and although his head didn't move, his hidden eyes followed the woman to the office and soon after his body, as he assumed that's where the kids were, considering she had said they were in the office.
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Posted: Mon Aug 27, 2007 3:08 pm
Noire opened her eyes slowly, cautiously reaching a hand behind her head she slowly ran her fingers from her roots to the newly cut ends. "It's shorter..." She pouted out loud for a moment, turning around to face Sarria. "But thanks, at least I can brush it again."
Talula had opened the door to the office just in time to see hair falling and Sarria putting scissors on the desk. Mouth dropping, she let out an odd sounding wail that proved without a doubt she couldn't hear her own noises she was making, and quickly rushed to the kids. "PUT THOSE SCISSORS DOWN!" ... they were already down. "I .. good! What were you...!?"
Alistair frowned at the doctor. Casually, he scratched his chin, trying to think of a way to further convince the doctor these children were something special. Before he could say anything, Talulabelle and the kid's racket had interrupted.
"Ah." Alistair said, frowning at the office door, "Well, there may only be one child left, now... Shall we?" He offered, motioning to the office door.
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