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 Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 3:25 pm
The kid had been with him about a week when Iamel had finally dared go see Archie. He had been busy. The girl never cried, even when she was starving or soiled her diaper. She cringed when Iamel moved too fast or talked too loud.. Which was always. He was an outgoing young man.
So there he was. The baggy jean shorts were hung with thick chains, his neck a mass of necklaces and his hair tied up once more iin thick strands of gold and orange and red. The strange crimson eyes were slightly slitted, staring down at the girl in his arms as one hand rose to rap firmly on the door.
"Oi! I'm looking for Archie!"
He wasn't very tactful either.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 3:56 pm
The first thing Dixie did when she heard someone yelling for Archie was turn her head toward the window and look out at the spot where the bullseye used to be. It was still there, sort of, but instead of being a brightly painted, slightly smooth, thin patch of grass, it was part of a normal-looking yard. The white and red target that had once been both a horrible eyesore and Pretty Damn Cool was now light green and some sort of brown. Also, there was nothing happening in its vicinity. Dixie got up off of the sofa (one of the few pieces of furniture left in the room) and walked over to the door, opening it and fixing the colorful man-teenager-guy on the other side with an indifferent expression, at least until she saw the baby he was holding. Interesting.
"Hold on, I'll get him." She crossed the room, throwing, "Make yourself comfortable," over her shoulder as she reached the back hall. There were really only two places Iamel could attempt to follow Dixie's suggestion - the sofa she had vacated, or on one of two high, backless kitchen stools on the other side of the room.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 4:25 pm
"Who are you?"
Again, so very tactful. He stared blatently at the yellow female with the odd feet for a minute before sliding inside. He didn't bother to sit at either of them; this wasn't really a pleasure trip. It was more of a 'wtf dude' sort of thing.. So he wasn't exactly eager to find out what he was going to do with this kid.
If he had sat, though, it would have been at the stool. His wings, although small, were a pain in the a**.
Dee shifted slightly in his arms and Iamel stared down at the odd looking (but not horribly ugly) little girl with arched eyebrows. "You, Dee, are a pain in my a**. Why can't you cry like other babies?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 4:54 pm
"Archie!" She turned back to Iamel, who she could still see even though she was halfway down the hall. "I'm Dixie."
"I know that." Archie's voice sounded distracted, and when Dixie perked an overlarge ear, she could hear the frantic Baby Park music from Mario Kart: Double Dash. Yes, it seemed that video game consoles were decidedly more important that living room furniture or healthy food in this household.
"I wasn't talking to you," Dixie said, once again addressing the hall. "There's someone here asking for you."
"Are you talking to me now?"
"Mmm hmm." She waited a moment, then added, "Stop playing..."
She was interrupted by a high-pitched exclamation of "Yeah!" followed by the slaps of child-sized high fives. A few seconds later, Archie scuffed out of the back room, trying to look like he hadn't just been outraced by a bunch of toddlers. He passed Dixie and stopped when he saw Iamel and his scaly baby.
"Hi... you wanted to see me?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 5:34 pm
Iamel would've kicked their asses at that game. He was better at Mario Party RPG, though. He started to give the kid a little bounce, just to see if she had make any noise, when Archie walked in. Iamel glanced up, pausing when he saw the weird... human thing standing there.
Eyebrows arched and his shoulders rise into a shrug. "Yeah. You're Archie Saturn, right? You're the one who gave Shiniee Kian." A pause and he looks down at the girl in his arms. "Uh. Short, kind of chubby, long hair and severe social issues? That Kian? Yeah. He's kind of my sibling."
Iamel moved the girl and held the scrawny thing out to Archie with his hands stuck under her armpits to keep her up in the air. She stared at Archie, legs curling up slightly and her little pair of blue overalls crinkling briefly.
"THIS destroyed my dads motorcycle last week. She had a picture in with her and it was the same type of pod-thing my dad said Kian came in. So since when did these things start crash-landing into the ground without your knowledge? Are they just sending random hot alien chicks out there to turn into scaley little monsters?"
DDR hiccuped.
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 7:00 pm
"Is this really one of them?" Archie asked, immediately breaking out of his post-video-game-loss funk. He hurried over, looking the baby over for a while before the rest of what Iamel said sank in. "Kian. He was just here the other day. Well, a while ago now, but yeah. That was convenient, I guess. So you knew where to come."
Dixie reentered the room, after presumably making sure Alek, Madeline and Francine weren't murdering each other. "Sorry about your dad's motorcycle," she said. "Patrick, right?" She smiled faintly. He had been a nice guy.
Archie reached his hands out slowly, to make sure he didn't startle the infant. "No one's landed here in over a year," he explained. "I heard we've been landing other places, but this is the first kid I've actually seen that has. We've had our own problems," he said without further explanation.
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Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2007 7:29 pm
"I really hope it's one of them because it had a pod, a picture and she looks like she knows way too much." Iamel shrugged and as Archie reached out, one skinny hand thrust into his pockets. "Yeah. Kian's actually took a shine to her - go figure, right? But, picture, yeah." His hand pulled out the photo of Jimi and offered it up to Archie. It was briefly torn and slightly crinkled, but it was there.
Dee didn't squirm in his hands, against his hip and she stared down at Archies fingers. She was strong for her age, for being small, butshe knew things that Iamel thought no baby should have the pleasure of knowing.
So she smiled and one hand, with its four digits, reached out to pat at Archies palm reassuringly. He looked anxious. She wasn't. Iamel had fed her and bathed her and put her in clothing. He wouldn't, she figured, harm her just yet.
Besides, Archie appeared nice enough. No claws, no fangs. Nice. Nice Archie. he was like her new petting Zoo. In fact, as soon as she saw the fabric of her shirt, that hand left his and she grabbed at his sleeve, leaaaaaning further to stare at it.
"...she really likes cloth. I dunno why. But yeah, Patrick." He threw a grin at Dixie, letting Dee lean. "I'll tell him you said hi. He's been running around like crazy, though. Half of his kids are growing up and I don't think he knows what to do."
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2007 9:30 pm
Archie was anxious, but it wasn't because of the newest addition to the criminal family. He smiled a bit as the baby touched his hand, then his sleeve. It was bright yellow, at least the sleeve part of the shirt was, and Archie liked it too. He took Jimi's picture with his other hand. "Well... you looked... different," he muttered, holding out the picture to Dixie. She glanced at it but didn't take it, and Archie shrugged and offered it back to Iamel.
"Was there any mention of what she did?" Dixie asked. She felt a twinge of sympathy for Patrick. It must be hard to age normally on Gaia. Still, she'd done that once, and if she had been forced to lead a second normal life on this planet, she would have jumped off of something tall a long time ago.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 8:38 am
"Yeah. She was kind of hot. Now she's scaley and has a huge mouth." Iamels words were said rather good naturely, a grin twitching at his lips. At the time he spoke, her four fingers wrapped tightly around the canary yellow sleeve and her other hand reached out to pet at the fabric itself. Her gaze was on the bright colors and she wriggled in the others arms.
At Dixies question, Iamel shook his head. "There's writing on the back of it," He replied, shoving the picture back into his pocket, "But it's not any language I know. Look at her, though. Does it look like she could've done anything except..I dunno. Seduce someone she shouldn't have? SHe doesn't look like some radical rebellion leader, like Kian was."
DDR wriggled again, continuing her exploration of Archies shirt. "Mmm." She had no clue what these people were saying. Oh, she knew body language (and damn, was Archie ever uncomfortable) but when it came to the words that accompanied the voices, she was lost.
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 7:40 pm
"Well yeah, I guess that's true," Archie said. The woman in the photograph hadn't looked angry, and the baby she had become certainly didn't seem to feel that way. "I don't know that they've ever just sent an innocent being down here though," he said, glancing at the sky on the word 'they.' "Maybe it could happen. I mean, judges convict innocent people all the time down here, don't they? I guess... I mean, I don't know. Maybe they don't."
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