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 Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 7:45 pm
It was simple enough to get to the Unit HQ, simple enough to sneak away from her guardian and their apartment. What wasn't so simple was figuring out the reason why she came here in the first place. It could be the promise of free candy, but what if they were rationed or worse the candy was sugarfree? She shuddered at the thought of the horrible stuff, sugarfree candies never tasted as good and left an odd aftertaste in her mouth.
No, that wasn't it, why was she here then? Before she could figure that out, she had already stepped inside the house and was in the Main room. Naturally she gravitated towards the bowl of candy, though she didn't feel inclined to take any. Was it really for her?
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 8:47 pm
"******** them, ******** them all to hell and damn their souls into oblivion" Jera hissed in her native tongue. She stalked into the Unit HQ stomping her hooves firmly on the floor uncaring for the noise they made or marks they left. She was pissed as all hell and she didn't really care who knew.
Making her way into the main room she planned on grabbing a book to take her mind off things before she spotted the other occupant. For all the time she'd spent on Gaia, Jera was at a loss for how to interpret this child. They weren't extrordinary and yet there was something odd and inexplicable about them
Swishing her tail she sighed and watched the other eyeing the candy bowl." I'm more likely to bite you than it is." It wasn't perhaps the best idea to be snarky to allies but Jera felt more alone right now than she did part of anything.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 9:20 pm
Malas was not caught by surprise at Jera's words, her stamping of hooves were audible enough for the emerald-haired girl to hear all the way in the Main Room. She turned towards the voice, her face a careful blank. She still had a few of Knot's old habits, even though she was drifting away from her old self more and more. Despite her self, Malas' eyes widened at the sight of Jera, she had never encountered anyone who looked like her before. The closest person being Etch, and she wondered whatever became of the silent boy she met in the park.
Again the blank expression returned. "Are you hungry?" she asked, perhaps that was why the other girl sounded cranky. Her voice was soft, shy almost as she lowered her eyes, trying her best not to stare at Jera's hooves though failing.
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2007 9:37 pm
Grey eyes narrowed and Jera shook her head " No." Even if she had been hungry she wouldn't have trusted this kid. her blank looks and the way she'd been staring at the bowl made the possibility of poisoning seems a bit too likely for Jera's liking. Either Autsu was slipping with his recruiting or Jera was the first to catch this kid at something suspicious.
" Who are you?" She asked as she idly pawed at the floor. Maybe she was losing it and just looking to deep into things. The paranoid Surisana part of her looking for reasons to distrust a potential ally.
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 12:12 am
"I'm Malas." She answered simply, not at all put off by Jera's suspicion. "I'm going to have some, okay?" she asked, arms outstretched at the bowl. Her fingers hovered over the bowl of colorful sugary treats, but she made no motion to get any. She was waiting for Jera to respond to her request, as if asking for permission from the quadroped.
She couldn't help it, there was just this air of authority about Jera that reminded 'Las so much of her life as Knot. She didn't know if she liked it or hated it, all she knew was it was a familiar situation. But didn't familiarity breed contempt?
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2007 9:50 am
" Go ahead " Jera said slowly watching what she now presumed was a girl reach for the candy. Malas wasn't really a gender specific name but from the more talking the other did the more Jera was certain her voice tone was female.
She was amused by being given some strange authority over the other girl. Amused and slightly disturbed, a part of her was thrilled though to know that something in her could still effect others, still bend them to her will. Not that Jera thought this was all her own doing.
Walking closer still she folded her legs beneath her and reclined on one the the available beanbags. " Why are you here?" Jera was still wary of Malas, submissive or not, but perhaps just perhaps she could be friendlier, maybe even helpful towards the other girl.
Then later when Jera required assistance she would call on Malas, stating a favor owed. It was not quite the idea of unity and networking the other's had had in mind but for Jera it would be fine. No part of her was able to really grasp the concept of something for nothing. After all they had a common desire to be more, to find more than this life offered but they had no real goal, nothing to achieve.
For now they were just a mass of people sharing similar circumstances. Jera was good with masses.. Surisana was good with masses and knowing how to control and guide them. Like this , it started with one person and their trust.
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2007 5:41 am
Once permission was granted, 'Las took a piece from the bowl. Carefully, almost reverently, she unwrapped the treat from its shiney cocoon before popping it into her mouth. A few moments passed as she allowed the candy to melt slowly on her tongue before the corners of her lips curled upwards ever so slightly. Not sugar-free.
While Jera chose to recline, Malas opted to remain standing, still trying to keep her eyes from wandering over to the older girl's hooves. At the question for her purpose, the bright-skinned girl canted her head. "I don't really know..." she murmured.
Now that she thought about, her reason for coming to the unit still eluded her. She wasn't certain if she came to meet others, or if she wanted to be alone. "Why are you here?" she echoed, perhaps if the other girl told her why she was here perhaps she could figure out her own purpose. The fact that she didn't even know Jera's name didn't seem to bother her.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 12:53 pm
She didn't know? Jera just shook her head. This wasn't exactly the place for pointless wandering, thought it was a place one could relax in, come to to safely contemplate life. Perhaps Malas just needed to be here and her body knew it.
" I'm here to read and possibly learn something in the process." Jera wasn't sure what she was going to read next just that she needed to focus her mind or she'd get nothing done while annoyed. " We could go over something together if you like." She didn't know exactly what they could read that'd be open to interpretation by two but it was worth a shot to try and find something.
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Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2007 7:53 pm
Malas nodded at Jera's answer, perhaps her reason for coming here was to learn something. Something new? Something she already knew? Something about herself? The possibilities were endless. "I'm not a very fast reader, but that sounds good. Thank you."
She resisted the urge to bow or salute, Knot's instincts were fighting to gain control for some reason. Why would her old self want to resurface now of all times? Now when she was beginning to discover herself? It just didn't make any sense.
Though perhaps Knot had something else in mind...
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2007 9:51 am
" Care to choose a book?' She asked gesturing to the walls and shelves. Jera figured that even if Malas picked a simple novel or something she could glean some sort of insight from it. At the very least something about the way humans might think and process things.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 7:38 am
While one would not normally call 'Las as human, the bright-skinned girl did have some humanoid features. With her two legs, 'Las padded over to the bookcase, her slender finger running along the spines of the books until she came across a title she was familiar with. It was a children's book, the cover showcasing two children running away from a woman in a gingerbread house.
A small smile spread across Malas' lips as she primly sat beside Jera and offered the book to the older girl. "This okay?"
The fact that it was mostly a picture book did not seem to bother the girl. She wasn't very good at reading things with little words printed and minimal pictures. Pictures were nice, they reminded her of the memories and dreams she had devoured when she was still Knot, only without the guilt and suicide following.
Somewhere within the corners of Malas' mind, Knot stirred and grinned.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 10:32 pm
Jera eyed the book choice with amusement but nodded. She'd never read it but it certainly didn't look difficult. Ahh well at the very least she could use the time to relax and further gaining the trust of malas. In Jera and Surisana's case trust was both an addictive drug and a dangerous weapon.
Shifting on the bean bag chair she adjusted her body to be most comfortable" Shall we take turns with the pages?". She had learned to read this way and one of her few fond memories was remembering when she could finally read with the same speed and accuracy as her father instead of just stumbling along and taking twice as long on pages.
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 4:04 am
Malas nodded, pleased that Jera didn't seem to object to her choice. "I go first, okay?" As she flipped open the books cover, Malas' finger ran over the words as she began to read them aloud. Slowly, she read out the words, pausing whenever she encountered an unfamiliar one. She recited the syllables, her lips forming the necessary shape to say the words properly.
Gradually, the experience she had with Marscha-mama came back to mind. Getting into a comfortable rhythm, allowing herself to relax, lowering her guard ever so slightly to give the magick that flowed within her body a chance to spread.
((one more post before the 'movie' starts to play XD))
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 10:38 pm
Jera let her mind wander while Malas read. She'd read ahead so that she'd know when Malas was finished reading. It wasn't so much that she didn't care as that she hated to hear any language jumbled and if she didn;t pay ateention she wouldn;t hear it.
Not that Jera was the gods gift to linguistics. She still reflexively hisses some words or bit her tongue trying to pronounce th basic language here. When she attempted her old language is was horribly mangled and an affront to her ears which was she she used it only when angry enough not to care how it sounded.
When it was her turn to read she spoke slowly but clearly.She was clam and unconcerned. The part of her mind that Surisana controlled was uninterested in what was going on now.
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2007 7:17 am
The words Jera spoke washed over the bright-skinned girl like waves. Tactile, tangible, the sounds shifting as each letter, each sentence was enunciated to form a stream that slipped into 'Las's pointed ears. It was her turn to read again, and they were getting to her favorite part.
A smile had crept into her face, her silver-blue eyes staring at the words printed in large, bold letters. But for some reason, she couldn't focus. The illustration and the words began to smear and swirl into a kaleidoscopic smudge across the page.
She stiffened, realizing what had happened in Silar was happening here in Gaia. She wanted to stop, but couldn't bring herself to and she found a familiar face appearing in the mess of colors. Dark, blood-stained hair, pale blue skin and a discontented grin.
Knot.
Malas blinked away the vision and realized she had been staring at the same page for a while now. When she turned to Jera to apologize, her pupils dilated and the magick sleeping within her awoke. It surged out, invisible, undetectable, untraceable, taking the form of wispy tendrils, Malas' magick slithered into Jera's eyes, ears, nostrils and mouth. The older girl would not feel it, or even realize what was happening until it was too late.
The magick slunk out of Jera as quickly as it entered her, though changed dramatically. In its first form it was smoke-like, pale and transluscent. Now, now it glowed a faint tinge of purple. Malas tried to send it back, to return whatever it was her magick had taken.
But it refused to listen.
It lunged into Malas the way it entered Jera, and for the briefest of moments, the bright-skinned girl felt like she was being smothered. She fell back, clutching at her face and whimpering before growing limp. Twin beams shot from her eyes, the rays resting against the bare ceiling. Like a projector, a movie began to play.
There was a monitor, still off, the surface reflecting the person who stood before it: a snake-like woman. Her tail flicked at a button, the machine lit into life, then began the broadcast.
Stunned, Malas' jaw dropped, and words that she had never spoken in a voice not her own filtered into the room.
"I have for the past eight years been working as a quadruple agent for many of the governments in this system. I have documentations of weapons that are being built that are against interplant council codes, Genetic experimentation that far surpasses any necessary medical purposes and just plain general corruption from all levels of government. This information is being spread thought the data net now and also being sent to the proper authorities, who will hopefully deal with this problem."
On the movie played, the picture visible to all present, including Jera. The only thought that spun round and round Malas' mind was What is going on?
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