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 Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 11:27 am
Urg. This sucked.
Maelon lounged on a bench outside a gadgets stop, hanging around until his laptop was fixed. When Paragon had come over yesterday he had decided that he wanted to play one of the dark chocolate boy's games. That had been fine with Mae – at least it kept him quiet – but what his "friend" didn't tell him was that he had wanted to play internet chess with a cup of fruit juice in his hand. Needless to say, the fruit juice had ended up all over the keyboard when Paragon had won a game, and the laptop had short circuited.
Thus, here Maelon was, grumbling under his breath on a bench. He couldn't believe Paragon had dumped fruit juice on his laptop. Honestly, that kid was more trouble than his company was worth.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 11:35 am
Jesse wasn't worried about laptops, but fruit juice was much closer to his line of reasoning. The man wandered fairly aimlessly down the sidewalk, holding the hand of a red-haired boy that was inhaling a fruit slushie. It seemed as if Maelon wasn't going to be noticed at all until the boy's head suddenly perked. He stared at the older boy for a moment, eyes wide, and then smiled and waved. He would have said something...but hey. Straw-in-mouth.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 11:45 am
The teen absently watched the people walk past the bench, ignoring most of them. It was lucky that none of them seemed interested in him. That was part of the reason for the many holes in his face. Piercings worked wonders for keeping the talkative people away. Though, it did attract some rather strange people, but at least Maelon knew how to get away from them. God forbid he would attract another Becky. Urg.
Maelon had just reached to pull his headphones up onto his ears when a particularly colourful toddler caught his attention. He had never seen someone with orange skin before. The teen attempt to watch the toddler without actually looking at him, thus looking at him out of the corner of his eye. It was only when he turned and waved did Maelon actually looked at him. Had the kid... waved at him? He blinked at the kid, and raised an eyebrow. Since when did he attract the attention of toddlers?
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 11:49 am
Silas tugged at Jesse's arm and pointed back to Maelon.
"Dada!"
"What?" Jesse asked, glancing back. Huh. Some weird punk kid, "Leave him alone."
"Dada! Say hi!" Sy yelped, pulling enough to irritate the large man into following. With a roll of the eyes, Jesse led his son to this other redhead.
"Sorry about that."
"Hi!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 11:54 am
Ooooh no, know he was talking to his dad. Normally Maelon was okay with guardians. Adults were fairly easy to talk to, so long as they weren't associated with Akilah. That being said, the guardians he was used to weren't large men with eye patches and huge-a** scars on their face. Maelon had every right to hunker down on the bench. How he wished he had his hat with him right now. That would have at least covered his face.
"'s fine," Maelon mumbled, lifting his eyes to stare at the strange orange child. Every now and then his eyes would dart to Jesse, not entirely sure what to do with him. He couldn't possibly be worse than Lilly. But if he started making suggestions about him being a gay stripper, this conversation was so over. "Um... hi kid. How's it going?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 12:02 pm
"Otay!" Silas giggled, "I Sy. Wan' sush-ee?" He held out the strange pink, icy concoction to his new friend and hopped to the bench beside him. Jesse just rolled his eyes and smiled, falling to a crouch beside the bench. Well, there were worse peole his kid could be trying to make friends with.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 12:21 pm
"Hi Sy then..." Maelon honestly didn't have the slightest clue what to do with the kid. Even when he was that age he hadn't had that many friends, and all of his meetings with them had been arranged. After that he had decided he wasn't going to see anyone, and all results to get him out in the world had been met by biting and cursing. Thus, the dark chocolate Sin really didn't know how to act around Silas. But winging it was good, right?
"Do I want what? Oh, that. Um, no thanks. Too cold for me." Truth be told, the teen didn't like the idea of sharing a drink with a toddler. They had slobbery mouths, and who knew where that straw had been? Ew. He could purify toxins, not get rid of germs. "So whut uh, flavour is your slushie?" Maelon has great conversation skills, if you haven't noticed.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 12:24 pm
Silas, however, knew how to act around anyone...or so he liked to think. Why not make friends with just everyone you met?! Who knew when you'd need a favor?
"Ummmm..." Sy replied, nibbling on a finger in thought.
"Wuh...wuh..." Jesse sounded out, trying to cue his son in.
"...wuh..." and then the child gasped, "Wuh-ah-mewon!" Silas looked deeply proud of himself for using such a large word in normal conversation. Jesse just shook his head and fell down to sit on the pavement.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 12:30 pm
Huh, perhaps that question was a bit too hard for the toddler. It could have been some ridiculous fruit flavour that he couldn't pronounce. You never knew what kinds of stuff you could find in the Gaian open market. Maelon had been there once; however the hustle and bustle of people had been enough for him to never go back. He never liked being crammed against people to get what he wanted.
Mae glanced over to Jesse when he repeated the same sound twice, resisting the urge to raise an eyebrow. Luckily, Silas came up with the right word, and the teen returned his gaze to the toddler. Oh. Watermelon. No wonder it was pink. "Watermelon. Gotcha. You like watermelon flavoured stuff?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 12:36 pm
Sy nodded as he sucked on his straw, and then swallowed and pulled away, grinning.
"Mmhm! I like tockolat too..." Oh, little did he know of the brutal irony in that statement. The toddler simply returned to his slurpee, finishing it off in a matter of seconds. Awww...no more!
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 12:46 pm
Good question Mae. If he didn't like watermelon flavoured stuff he wouldn't be drinking a watermelon flavoured slushie. He really needed to work on his communication skills. One day his boss would make him host a birthday party for kids, and then he would be royally screwed. Holding the animals he could do. Actually talking to the kids? No thank you.
"You like chocolate? Me too. 's my uh.... nevermind." He didn't need to go into any great detail about his species. Besides, it was sort of embarrassing to say you were inspired by a food. At least he didn't have to say his element was a chicken. Not that he felt sorry for Akilah. He just felt sorry for the person would be punched after they laughed at her. "You like all kinds of chocolate? White, medium, dark, you know..."
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 12:53 pm
Silas nodded and giggled, bouncing, as he reached over Maelon to hand his father his sticky slurpee cup. Being as to how there was no garbage pail nearby, the man simply held it.
"I liet all," Sy said seriously, "I...I...teww...tewwy...I tockolat!" Hey, weirder things had happened.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 12:58 pm
Well, this kid definitely looked like he could (and did) like everything. He probably hadn't reached the stage where he started saying he hated things just to piss people off. Perhaps this kid would never actually reach that stage though. He was much too happy. Then again, Maelon had been sort of like this when he was younger. You really never knew how kids would turn out in the end.
"All of them? I see. And you're what?" The teen didn't have a clue what the toddler was saying, and so looked over to his guardian for some assistance. What was a tewwy?
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 1:01 pm
Jesse gave a noncommittal shrug.
"All I know is he's a Sin'...well, Sin-something-or-other. Cherry cordial. Not exactly sure what that means." He popped the slurpee lid off, used the straw to move the remaining liquid around, and shook the cup to claim those last drops for himself.
Clearly, toddler germs didn't bother him.
"Mmhm!" Sy bounced, "Tewwy cow-dee-yew."
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2008 1:06 pm
"Sin'aeis," Maelon supplied easily, quite surprised that he had managed to run into a Sin'aeis here. What were the chances? This must have been one of the newer ones then. Not that the teen actually had met many Sin, but he at least knew some by name or by reference. Plus this one was young. That had to mean he was new.
"Children inspired by food, pretty much. Get dumped on your front lawn. Pretty standard procedure." The teen shrugged, not entirely bothered by the fact that he had been left in the care of Pryderi. He at least knew that someone had requested he be given to Pryderi, so it wasn't like it was entirely random. "I'm dark chocolate. I guess they started using more complicated stuff. What is a cherry cordial anyways?"
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