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 Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 11:22 pm
The skate park near Harper's old apartment complex proved to be the best anywhere, so despite the twenty minute drive (or, in this case, forty minute bus ride) Harper was set to go.
Plus, getting far, far away from his mother during her 'special time of the month' made him very happy.
The bright baby pink and baby blue striped with black underbelly skateboard he toted with him was something he treasured; not quite as much as his keyboard or his hair, but it was a treasure none the less. The other kids that frequented this park didn't much like Harper; mostly because they ran in one specific 'gang' of snarky 13 year olds and last time Harper got caught spray painting the handball wall he somehow convinced the cop it was one of the other boys. They had a sorta... vendetta now, which was something Harper quite thrived upon.
Nevermind how utterly dangerous it must of been going to the park alone now, with them all there together, just waiting.
"Hey little water wings, I see you dropped the scooters and are willin' to go with the full blown skateboard today! No training wheels, bravo!" The white haired bird boy chirped as he walked up to the silver concrete, dipping in to a deep skating dive bliss. "Got your notebook ready?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2007 7:45 pm
Okay, so in spite of his recent growth spurt, Melchy still shredded curtains when he was bored. So what?
It had been a bigger deal for Katrina, who had immediately regretted purchasing Melchizedek any kind of intricate knife for Christmas. She should have just left it at the weird shoes with the wheels in the soles. She shouldn't have gotten him a knife.
And when he had cut her expensive drapes to ribbons, she had flipped and booted Melchy out. So he was wandering, fingering the dagger and the sheath that hung at his side, and every now and then rolling a few dozen feet while he wondered where to go.
A familiar voice made his ears flick up and his tail lash in excitement, and he pushed himself quickly forward. The skate park came into view quickly, and he swooped and skidded to a halt, grinning hugely at the head of white hair.
"HARPER!" he yelled, no longer shrieking but still squalling with all the impressive lung capacity of a young cat. He threw himself forward, the wheels of his shoes caught on a crack, and he fell forward, turning it into a tumble and bounding to his feet with uncharacteristic grace.
The kitten was getting bigger, apparently.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 11:23 am
"Wut?" The boy's expression matched his butchering of the english language, as he turned sidelong to see where his name had come from. He had absolutely no idea who this yet ANOTHER cat-thing was. "Yo?" He continued with the expression, before a smirk came up. "Here to watch me too? Am I really getting that famous, y'all are telling your flea-bitten friends 'bout me?"
He slammed the skateboard to the edge of the dive and with a flick of the wrist salute, lurged forward down the concrete at alarming speed. One thing to be said for many of the cpk children; their animal dna provided them with all sorts of natural graces. Birds had a tendency to stay on their branches, or in this case, boys on their skateboards, and Harper swooped around showing off every bit of his ability.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 12:13 pm
"Hey now!"
Melchy put his hands on his hips, growled, and lashed his tail when the boy swooped away. So Harper thought he was good enough to insult Melchy now? What happened to being friends and all that? Letting go of a stream of Katrina's choice curse words, he flattened his ears and puffed out his tail into a bottlebrush, angry. He paused for a minute, then sprinted forward and shifted balance so he rolled down into Harper's path. He stood, feet planted securely and tail lashing in irritation, and waited for them to intersect.
"It's me, MELCHY, you fricking moron!" he screamed as soon as he was close enough to scream in Harper's face. "What's wrong with you? are you stupid?!"
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 12:57 pm
Harper was, to say the least, not paying attention to Melchy and discovered him in his path all too late. Half jumping out of the way in time, half still there by the time it was too late, Harper collided towards Melchy with his wooden skateboard flinging off to the right.
Certain 'choice words' of his own flew out, followed by a "Why do I care what you're name is, idi..."
Da-ta-da, recognition time!
Harper's anger dropped instantaneous, though so much may or may not have been said for Melchy. "Melchy!" He chirped happily, grinning from ear to ear. "About time dude, that took forever!" With much drama in his voice, he playfully went to push the other boy away in a play-shove. "Hey dude, if you seriously have fleas I can get you one of those comb things-"
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 2:10 pm
Melchy tried to dodge out of the way at the last minute, but that wasn't going to work, not with Harper as close as he was, and he yowled furiously as they collided. Trying furiously to disentangle himself, he grinned and rocked backward as Harper shoved him, though his tail was still puffed in a bottlebrush and flicking idly, in minor irritation.
"Shutup," he answered in response. "I coulda taken you down even before I turned into a gian' oaf like you," he said idly, holding up a hand to silence Harper's babbling.
"I don' have fleas," he added, shaking his head and punching Harper playfully in the shoulder. "We pirates, we gets lice," he teased, and leaned in so his head touched Harper's briefly. Then he jumped away, rolling backwards a few feet and then grinning impishly. He was joking, of course, but it was a good one.
"So," he drawled, pulling his knife from the belt-sheath and inspecting it, turning to grin at the kids Harper had come to show up and twisting it so it caught the light. "'Choo been up to?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 27, 2007 2:14 pm
Appalled at the notion of lice, Harper had a minor flip out and jumped away from Melchy, wildly smacking his hair off to try to get the imaginary critters off. After a moment to collect himself, and the 'joke,' Harper gave the other boy a brief glare that turned in to an amused snort. "Choo? Dude. Our english teachers are gonna love you even more than they love me."
He went to fetch his skateboard, picking up and looking it over to make sure it was still nice and pretty. It was. "How long ago? This morning?" He asked, referring to his 'change.'
He gave a nod with his head at the boys nearby; watching them, snickering mostly. "My 'friends.'" He explained, though the snarky tone and smirk on his face showed his sarcasm to it's highest degree. "I'd say you should show em your knife but theres usually a cop aroun here who would love to pack you away for that one."
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 5:39 pm
Melchy thew back his head and laughed loudly at Harper's little spaz-fit, and then he shrugged. "Hey, what c'n I say? I lives with pirates." He grinned, already savouring the idea of terrorizing people in classes.
"Shutup," he answered, his only response to Harper's question about his growth. Then he transferred his attention to the nearby boys again and grinned. Nodding, he slid the dagger back into its sheath and turned back to Harper. "The Cap'n gave it to me as a Christmas present. Go figure," he said, stroking the hilt and smiling fondly.
"Eh, they can' really arrest me," he said with a grin. "They'd stop caring soon's the Cap'n walked in t'pay my bail." Then he shrugged and looked at Harper's skateboard. "Hard to use?" he asked, nodding toward it. "C'n I give it a whirl?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 28, 2007 6:19 pm
"Psh! You shut up!" Harper declared, frowning at the other, shaking his head. "Uh. No. They have this thing they like to call a 'record' and if you attack someone with a knife I'm pretty sure it's a little thing called a 'felony.'" Harper said, condescending sway of his head while nodding a bit. "Not like the rest of the world lives with pirates, der." He pushed his skateboard toward the other boy. "Not for me. Probably will be for you."
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 5:58 pm
"Naw...yer misunderstanding me, Harper." Melchy chuckled at the boy's condescension. "I mean, soon's this woman who's wanted in half a dozen countries for fraud, vandalism, and grand theft walks into the building, they won' care about some juvenile delinquent." He tossed his head and then glanced down at his shoes. The wheels came out, with a fight. He wasn't willing to fight it, so instead he shrugged and slid his feet out. Peeling off his socks and stuffing them in the shoes, he stepped onto the board and tested it.
Grinning at Harper, he pushed off and stood, testing the balance of the skateboard. Tail out behind him and waving for balance, he managed to stay on with a cat's grace. Then the board hit some c***k in the concrete and he stumbled, leaping off and glaring at it, tail puffing out angrily.
"How long'd it take you to learn?" he called, glancing over his shoulder at Harper as he chased the board down to pick it up and bring it back to its owner.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 8:46 pm
"Oh pardon, I wasn't aware your mother was such a star on COPS." He tossed his head again, though had crossed his arms and pouted some all the same. "Not like I have anything close to living with a bunch of pirates with brains the sizes of peanuts who go 'round smellin like FUNK SALT all the time and can't pronunciation, AHEM, 'how now brown cow,' if their life depended on it! BUT WHAT AM I SAYING!? I only live with ROCK STARS who have A LOT OF MONEY and BUY ME STUFF." He stuck his tongue out at Melchy and then grinned, deciding before his rant even started they both had very cool families compared to the norm to begin with.
He blinked a few times and his tone of voice turned back to normal. "I dunno. Solo used to wheel me around on it some when I was a baby so I've sorta always had it a bit, but I wasn't any good until I started really trying. Took me about three days before I could do anything really cool." He shrugged half his shoulder and grinned at the boys tail. "Kinda makes it hard to take you seriously, you know?" The wings on his feet twitched subconsciously.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 10:21 am
Melchy couldn't help but laugh at that last comment. "Says the boy who could be the mascot for FTD Florists," he shot back, pointing at Harper's feet and then pulling his socks back on and stuffing his feet into his shoes as he laughed at the snappiness of his own comeback. It was certainly nice to be on the same level with Harper again. Much cooler than having to look up to everybody.
The supposed 'insult' to his family passed unnoticed. Melchy had already come to the conclusion that living with a bunch of pirates who let him do whatever he wanted (unless Katrina was around and actually paying attention) was infinitely cooler than living with restrictive parents. Granted, Katrina didn't spoil him like Harper's rich rockstar family did, but c'est la vie.
His ears twitched and he turned his face into the wind, sniffing it lightly and then looking at Harper. "So...what now?" he asked, scuffing a foot on the ground and grinning wickedly. "Let's go do something fun. Get in trouble, 'r something."
It had only been a day and already Melchy was becoming the horrible influence he was certain to be for eternity.
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Posted: Sat Jan 12, 2008 5:03 pm
Blew right over Harper's nutshell of a brain. "Huh?" He shook his head and rolled his eyes, getting his skateboard again. "Well, that d'pens Melch, how much you love me?" He asked cheekily, his eyes staring over Melchy's shoulder at a fat, yet relatively formidable looking red haired freckled boy marching toward them.
"YO. HARPER. TOLD YOU NOT TO COME BACK." The boy started.
And the bad gang movie flash backs flooded in to mind.
"SO NOW YOU'RE GONNA PAY." He had two friends with him, who were trying not to giggle in their rather 'amazing' attempt at acting like big grown up thugs. Still, they were likely a year or two older than Melch and Harper.
"Cause' you were always my favorite, Melchy." Harper said finally, looking back at the green eyed baby. "No seriously."
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 5:48 pm
There was a brief, bewildered pause when Harper asked a question that Melchy in no way understood. Love him, what? Huh? "...Love you?" he asked blankly, giving Harper a totally deadpan look.
"Whut?"
His expression shifted from blankly confused to dead serious in an instant as he turned to face the voice that had just shot at Harper. His ears flattened back against his skull and his tail lashed furiously as he regarded the boys that had approached them. The fact that they were a good year bigger than the slim pair of Patch-children didn't even seem to register with Melchy, who immediately turned to Harper with an answer.
He shrugged, grinning. "How much you want me t'love ye? 'm sure I can manage something, seein's I'm yer fave and all." His hand crept to his belt, closing on the hilt of the dagger as he regarded the three boys closing in on them. Then he flicked his ears once, leaned one elbow on Harper's shoulder, and assumed a lounging casual stance, smiling pleasantly.
"Afternoon, gents," he drawled, expression pleasant.
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 6:43 pm
(( Doh, I just typed 'green eyed baby?' .. OKAY THAT WAS UHM A PETNAME SORRY >.> ))
Harper grinned at Melchy happily. He wasn't exactly afraid of the kids in the first place; not because he shouldn't have been, but because he was stupid. He wasn't so stupid as to think he'd be able to beat them up, just that he'd be able to get out of it or get away. Now, however, maybe he could turn the tide of the mad crazy street war!
"I'll love you forever and ever." Harper said with an assertive nod. "And ever."
The red haired boy and the rest of his trio stopped a few feet away, looking at Melchy curiously. They'd never seen him before and were trying to assess just how dangerous he was... that and he was talking really weird. "LOOK, STUPID CAT BOY, MOVE OR GET SLAMMED WITH THE STUPID NERD!"
"Oh no he di'nt just call me a nerd!" Harper belted, arms crossing. "Okay Melchy. You can kill them now. I ... uh, got your back."
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