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 Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 2:44 pm
Kendall guessed it wasn't unreasonable that even the "old folks" needed to get away once in awhile. Karma, Youko, Envy, and Dave had collectively decided that what they really needed was to at least pretend they were all still young and so had made plans to escape for the holiday weekend.
Messages had been left on Raven and Ken's voicemails each, asking if they would be willing to check in on the houses once a night to make sure nothing had gone up in flames.
The twins, however, had decided to do them one better and take the opportunity to crash at home for the weekend. There was really no reason not to...with Tourmaline being uncomfortably reclusive and it being much closer to both their jobs, it had seemed like a welcome escape from things.
Ken bounded down the stairs, skipping the last four to land with a thud at the bottom -- something his mom always used to yell at him over when he'd been younger. It was funny how old habits resurfaced when you were back in the place you'd spent most of your life.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 2:56 pm
While at first, they had taken every opportunity to stay out of each other's personal space, it invariably wound up that they were in the same house. Raven had been over at Youko's instead, but found out rather quickly that she wasn't truly alone over there. Omi was home, and was rather moody that day, so she'd grabbed a bunch of the Hickory Farms supplies that Youko had gotten in for the holiday, a box of Ritz crackers and hiked it over to Karma's.
Now she sat, draped in an overstuffed chair with her head resting against one arm and her legs flopped over the other. Yet another thing that she'd gotten yelled at for in the past, but what mom didn't know wouldn't cause a lecture. "Hey, there's a marathon of B movies coming on, you wanna watch that or something else?" Her hand held the remote out, pointing it towards the television without even looking at her brother.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 3:00 pm
"What kinda B movies?" he asked on his way to the fridge to get a Sprite. "We we talking MST-quality B movies or B movies so bad they can only get away with showing them on an Easter weekend when nobody's watching anyway?"
He'd left an Alterac Valley unfinished upstairs where he'd hooked up his computer, but as it WAS a holiday weekend, it was packed full of people who didn't know their a** from their elbow about PvP. And he was quickly reaching the point where even watching hideously-bad movies with his sister outshone trying to get his last five marks.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 3:14 pm
"The latter," she answered, closing one eye and sticking her tongue out at the TV. "Anything good going on in WoW? I can go over to dad's and get on his computer." Her own laptop had recently bit the dust, and now was sitting at home on her desk forlornly... which meant that she would actually have to get up and MOVE if this were going to be a possibility.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 3:18 pm
"Not really. Bunch of cave-camping morons." he growled, popping the tab on his soda and taking a drink. "Haven't won one all morning."
"The guild's talking about trying to throw together a twenty-five man OS in a couple hours, though, if you felt like going." he told her, coming up behind the sofa she was crashed on to prop his elbows on the back of it, watching the screen over her shoulder.
What ever happened to turning on the TV on a weekend and having no end to awesome programs to choose from?
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 3:30 pm
"Sweet," she muttered, shoving a cheese and summer sausage-laden cracker into her mouth. "I need gear off that b*****d still, and he's being stingy." She helt up the plate then, offering the slices of cheese, meat and crackers to her brother, but didn't look up at him. While she respected Tourmaline's rules in her own home, and rarely chose to eat meat herself, Raven did feel the need to indulge occasionally, and she WAS descended from carnivores, after all. "I'll head over to dad's in a few then. His addons are all screwed up and I need to get it set so that I can actually do something besides stare at the screen and try to suss out who has curses and who doesn't."
It wasn't that she didn't know how to play... it was just that her addons made it SO much easier to keep track and react quickly.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 3:37 pm
Ken stacked a cracker for himself, then paused before popping it into his mouth, glancing at the plate, and then eying his sister.
"Wait a sec, sausage?" he asked incredulously. "YOU?"
With all the filling of the fridge at their old apartment with grain and vegetables she'd done, and having her bottles of vitamins and protein supplements leap out of the medicine cabinet on more than one occasion to greet him good morning, had she finally ditched the vegetarian thing?
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 3:42 pm
"Aaaand just for that, go get your own." The plate was withdrawn then and she set it down on the chair beside her. Looking up at him, she tried a scowl, but it didn't go over too well. "Yes, I still prefer vegetables. But it's Hickory Farms, man! It'll go bad before dad and Envy get home, and that's just sacrilege."
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 3:45 pm
"Don't let Tourma catch you saying that. She'll call you unclean or something." he said around a mouthful of cheese, cracker, and meat before he pushed off of the couch to stretch. "Speaking of....don't suppose she's dropped you a text lately?"
He'd not heard from her since the 'bed incident'. If she'd emerged from her room since, it had to have been while he was asleep or out, because he'd not seen her, and she was not returning any calls or messages. It was....worrying, to say the least.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 3:48 pm
"I don't care, I'm not the one sleeping with her, so she can think what she wants... and no, I haven't." Raven picked idly at the plate then, a square of cheese disappearing into her mouth. "Might have something to do with the fact that I threatened to burn bacon in her pans if she didn't come out. I think I heard a muffled '******** you' on the other side of the door, but I can't be sure."
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 3:55 pm
To that he said nothing. Why was it anything of the female persuasion insisted on taking what was a simple situation and complicating it hopelessly? Not just girls his own age either....he recalled his mom doing her share of it when he'd been growing up.
Spilled Kool Aid on the carpet? The simple answer was to clean it up and throw down some Woollite to pick up the stain. Karma's answer? Stand there screaming at the mess for a half hour, threatening seven kinds of death to whoever was responsible until anything male in the house was cowering at its opposite end. Maybe sometime around the third tirade she'd actually think to go get some paper towels.
"Up Next! Don't miss it as we take you on an exciting look at what goes on BEHIND THE SCENES of a racehorse stud farm." The TV reported, complete with a muted cutscene of some poor mook approaching a stallion with a long latex glove on.
"I'm going back upstairs." he told her, turning to leave. If ever there had been a better cue to make an exit...
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 3:58 pm
"Oh holy HELL no..." Raven quickly turned it off and got to her feet in one motion, the plate coming with her. "I'm going over to Dad's. I'll get the addons loaded and see you online in a half hour or so." With that, she very quickly darted away from the now black television screen and the image that would likely be burned onto her mind for the next decade.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 4:12 pm
He caught the tail-end of her statement as she scuttled out of the house and he, likewise, scuttled off to his room, closing the door behind him.
Well, it had ONCE been his room, rather. Any traces of his old belongings were long-gone, and, aside from a fresh coat of paint on the walls and a wooden desk in the corner, Karma and Dave hadn't done much with it.
His orc warrior sat forlornly in Dalaran, having been punted from the latest attempt at a battleground due to inactivity and he shook his head, moving to queue up again.
Maybe this time it would be different. Maybe, through the magic of fate and the will of his own mind, he would somehow end up in an AV NOT plagued by stupid.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 5:18 pm
The house was quiet when Raven walked in, setting the mostly empty plate down on the counter and heading for the livingroom. Youko and Envy's computers were there, within easy reach of each other. While her father's machine booted up, the foxcoon decided to head upstairs to see if her sister was faring any better. Omi was a right nightmare when she was in a bad mood, and she'd nearly bitten Raven's head off earlier.
"Hey, Omi?" she called, climbing the stairs and rounding the railing to head towards the attic door. "I'm gonna be downstairs on the computer, did you need anything?" No answer. Frowning, she headed up the attic stairs, peering over the edge of the floor. "Omi?"
The Fa'e was curled onto her side in the bed, and one would almost think she was sleeping. That's what Raven thought, anyway, and turned to sneak back down the stairs. That was when she heard what was likely the one sound to ever set every piece of fur on her body on end all at once. A soft cry of pain came from above her, and her ears immediately pricked up. "Omi? Hey, you okay?"
She took the last few stairs two at a time and headed for the bed, resting a hand on her adopted sister's shoulder. "Hey..." She stopped dead then, and the entire sight came into full view.
Omi. On her side. Arms wrapped around her stomach and looking like she was in the worst pain she'd ever been in. "Oh hell..."
Within moments, Raven had cleared both staircases and grabbed up the phone, calling her mother's house frantically. "KEN!" She nearly screamed into the phone, looking back upstairs as if torn between staying put and going back. "Ken get over here RIGHT THE ******** NOW!" She didn't even wait to hear his reply, just hung up and bolted back up to the attic.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 6:13 pm
Having looked at the caller ID before picking up, he'd been set to tell her as he punched the receive button that, no, things weren't looking much better. The fact the match was already twenty-to-seven with only thirty seconds until it started spoke volumes.
No sooner had he lifted it to his ear and had been halfway through 'hello', however, than Raven's voice exploded into his head, making him drop the phone in surprise and stare at it as if it might bite him.
At length, hearing the drone of the dialtone, he gingerly picked it up and put it back in its cradle. What had THAT been about...? Last time Raven had screeched at him over the phone like that and, in those exact words, had been when he'd somehow, in his half-awake glory, managed to hose down the entire toilet without ever lifting the lid.
....but as he was fairly sure that couldn't be the case this time, he shoved out of his chair and trotted down the stairs and through the house to yank open the back door and take the shortcut across Karma and Youko's lawns to see what she wanted.
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