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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 7:36 am
Ranza was grateful to see the little white bus with no driver idling at the end of the road to Exi's cottage. She was exhausted from the combination of running and flying that had gotten her this far, and the prospect of sitting down and having a good sulk seemed fair. She climbed aboard, giving a nod of thanks to the invisible presence at the wheel, and took the first seat she came to, hugging her knees to her chest and feeling every bump in the road.
When the bus arrived at its destination a few minutes later, Ranza got off and approached the door, still feeling rather dismal. She knocked hesitantly on it.
"Miss Exi?" she called.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 7:55 pm
"Hi! Brrrreep." A strange, tanned and feathered boy answers the door and mimics the sound of an electric doorbell quite vividly following his prior sound outburst. Besides looking rather unkempt, Heke looks to have been in the middle of trying on outfits; he's wearing a knight's helmet, giant fur lined boots, and is holding a spatula.
He tilts his head in a very bird like manner. "Mommy's inside. Who're you, pretty maiden? Brumbrum." He holds the door mostly open and leans his chin onto the thick frame of the cottage doorway, leaning back on the boot heels.
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Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 8:24 pm
Ranza narrowed her eyes at the boy for a moment. "Heke," she said, feeling a bit cross at him simply because he was in her way. "It's me. Ranza. I've been here like a zillion times."
Well, maybe not a zillion. Maybe, like, three.
She grunted and pushed past him into the house, calling for Exi. She was in a Bad Mood.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 6:03 pm
Heke looks slightly hurt, but recovers in a heartbeat as he gallops along behind the visitor. He absentmindedly leaves the door open, but after a minute, it closes itself without a sound, anyway.
"Are you here to play mid-evil chimes with me, hekk?" He trills a little under his breath. "You can be maiden I save!"
Exi emerges from the kitchen, removing and tossing aside a flour-dusted pink apron. "What's wrong, darling?" she asks Ranza directly, noting how angry the child approaching her appears to be. She thinks quickly; did she do something to tip her over the edge? Hopefully not, but Exi can't remember everything and everyone who's affected by her actions! She plays with the hem of her shirt nervously.
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2009 6:45 pm
Ranza gave Heke a glare that could freeze boiling water and then looked sheepishly at Exi.
"I had a really, really bad day," she said, sniffling fiercely. "Really, really bad. An' I didn't wanna go home because Nah an' Orli'll make fun of me if they see me crying an' I..."
Ranza made a choking sound and hiccuped over the words. A few fat tears rolled down her cheeks.
"It was really, really bad," she surmised, trying her hardest not to sob.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 8:14 pm
Exi, tossing aside all social norms, grabs the girl and buries her in a hug. She hushes the girl softly, trying to calm her down. (It's something she's seen on one of her hundreds of movies, a la her Get-used-to-this-planet plan!)
"Hun," she practically purrs, brushing fingers through the girl's dread-like feathers as she steps back to give the girl some air, "Tell me what happened. I'm sure it wasn't half as bad as you thought it was."
Heke, meanwhile, has returned to his toys, but he looks rather nervously over his shoulder at the older girl and her unusual noises. He'll remember those to copy later.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 8:21 pm
Ranza, who was not particularly used to being hugged, found the gesture both unsettling and comforting, strange as that seemed. "I-i-it was terrible," she whimpered, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. It was the end of the world.
"M-m-my garden," she continued, choking over the words. She fell silent for a moment, seething at the injustice of it all, and, with a bit of coaxing, was persuaded to go on..
"It's gone!" she wailed, and the sobbing began. Any semblance of being 'tough' was gone.
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 8:25 pm
Exi nods as a sympathetic gesture, and her face falls into a very solemn and pouty expression, as if she feels the depths of pain the girl does, or is just a very good actress. Probably close to the second, because she has no recollection of a garden or of what importance it plays. Unless it's that one in that Bible book, but Ranza is not named Eve, so it mustn't be that story!
"How did you lose it?" she starts to say, but quickly does damage control with, "Er, uhm, how exactly is it gone? Can't you grow new gardens?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 8:30 pm
"They're knocking it down!" sobbed Ranza, sinking to her knees. "They're building c-condos!"
She rubbed her eyes again, furiously, only contributing to their already bloodshot appearance. "The garden was me 'n Nah's special place!" she wailed. "And now it's gone!"
This was the end of the world! Exi got that, right?
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Posted: Mon Mar 23, 2009 8:40 pm
Special place? Now that's something Exi understands! If someone were to tell her that her pumpkin patch and cozy cottage home was going to be bulldozed and paved over for a mini-mall, she'd be one pissed off cookie to deal with.
"Ranza, darling, that's awful! Dreadful!" She collapses in her armchair, which isn't hard when you're in a tiny, crowded place like this one. "Isn't there something you can try? Like, like, can't you petition them to stop? Or go hippie and tie yourself to a tree!"
She pounds a fist enthusiastically into her open palm. Yeah, proactivity! It's only after Heke lets out a little coo that she snaps to it, and shakes her head slowly, as if brushing off a daze. Very carefully, she adds on a question. "How does your brother feel about this, Ranza?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 24, 2009 3:46 am
"He doesn't know," simpered Ranza lowly, still sobbing quietly. "He grew up and he hasn't been to the garden in weeks."
She blew her nose on the collar of her tank-top and continued. "I t-t-tried to say I wasn't gonna leave, an' they tried to bulldoze me!"
There really was to be no consoling Ranza, it would seem.
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