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 Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2010 11:13 pm
Tek was a little too happy over his growth spurt. Just a little. He'd more than happily submitted to the cleaning of his room, throwing away every baby item he ever possessed with the promise of getting new, bigger things. His nursery had become a nearly empty room in the span of a single day, and although his current bed was a bunch of blankets on the floor he didn't mind one bit. No more baby s**t. That was reason to celebrate. His good mood extended so far that he actually put up with his eldest brother. Switch was mildly frightened.
In the process of cleaning he came across a card that had been given to him ages ago, shortly after crash landing onto Gaia. For a while he stared at the card, sprawled out on his stomach on his makeshift bed, trying to remember who had given it to him. Hum...it was a weird bird guy, but more than that...wasn't there a really, truly ugly girl with him? Hum...yes, a really uniquely ugly girl. Maybe she would be there?
Crawling to his feet, Tek stretched out every limb he possessed, then headed out the door without a word to anyone, stuffing the card in his pocket along with his hands, heading towards the address marked on the card.
About halfway to the Unit, Iamel, strange winged thing he was, walked with his daughter down the sidewalk from the house in question. DDR toddled beside him, almost as tall as a small child even at her young age. She had dressed herself in an overly fluffy yellow skirt and a lacy camisole top, white in the summer sun. Her bald head glinted! And through it all, Iamel talked.
"... going to have a shitstorm on our hands when Autsu finally leaves, sweet cheeks. I hope you know just what's in store when after al this s**t." He shook his head, long thin nose wrinkled in distaste.
Dee ignored him, her eyes going to the figure coming towards them. Tall. Wings. Arrogant little expression. Could it be...? Yes! DDR stopped dead in her tracks and pointed a single accusing finger towards Tek.
"You!" She said, loud. "You! Wing!"
Tek hadn't been paying attention to the pair walking towards him until the yellow puffball talked...or rather loudly yelled. His gaze narrowed and dropped to look at her, first noticing the pointed finger which was usually enough to raise his hackles, but upon looking past the thin little thing he saw the bald girl with the weird head designs and scales. Dear lord, she was uglier than he remembered. His brow lifting then, he looked from the girl to the odd bird man, then back again, his ears flattening back against his black hair. "Yes, Thank you Captain Obvious." He rolled his eyes, strolling over without any more invitation than that. "I remember that face'a yours, but who are you, again?"
DDR screwed her face up at Tek and Iamel stepped back to let her do so. Fox-faced himself, Iamel wasn't about to go calling anyone ugly - he himself would be called charming at best. DDR, though... with the scales, the bird-thin build, and that nose, those cheekbones - well, she would never fit any image of beauty. Especially when she pulled her thin lips apart, baring those needle-sharp teeth to the world.
"Dee," She stuck her pointed chin out, glowering at the disrespectful man. The hand that had pointed fell to her other, fingers twisting around the heavy gold bracelet she always wore. She worried it between her fingers, eyes trained on him. "You Tek - alien. Going to Unit?"
Tek scrunched up his nose for a moment when she bared her teeth at him; her needle-like pearly whites certainly didn't help her out any. Still, he had to admit that it was her ugly that made him interested. Either that or it was his good mood that allowed him to indulge her.
"Dee." He repeated, lifting a hand to scratch at his cheek. "That's right." He murmured to himself this time. What an easy name, he should have remembered it! Oh well, now he knew the name to give to that unique face. "Kinda? I got one of these." He pulled a hand and the card out of his pocket, showing it before returning both to where they had been. "And I remembered you, so I thought I'd drop by." Suddenly, his red eyes lifted through the curtain of his black bangs, finally looking at her Guardian, though he didn't greet him. Just looking, really. Of course, his gaze dropped back to Dee. "Leaving?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 29, 2010 11:26 am
DDR knew she was to grow up ugly anyway - the pointed teeth just made sure of it. What boy would want to kiss a pirahna? Already she had resigned herself to a sexless second life although she had yet to truly understand her own flaws in the feeling department. Tek scrunched his nose ever so cutely and DDR just smiled wider, giving him a full view on those pretties.
"Uncle Anne move, kitty out. No tea," Dee waved her hand before it returned to the bracelet. She ignored Iamel standing just to her side, slightly behind. He was no threat! ANd if Tek attempted to grab her, poor thing would be exploded. Ah well. "'Vrin is mean. Will show? Yes?"
Tek perked his ears and tilted his head like any good dog would, trying to make sense of...well, ANYTHING she just said. Uncle Anne? Kitty? Vrin? This girl was quickly adding 'insane' to her list of faults. At least he understood the no tea part, and the showing and the yes.
"Are you sure you're speaking english, and not just psychobabble?" He asked, sticking his pinkie fingers into one of his ears in a show of cleaning it out. "Who's Uncle Anne, Kitty and Vrin?"
She shut her mouth abruptly, threw the young man a dirty look. DDR half-twisted to face her father, wide mouth stretched into a thin line of unhappiness. She turned right back to Tek when Iamel tucked his hands into his jean, voice bored and rolling.
"Kian. He's one of them that started the Unit and is here 'cause he killed a bunch of people. My brother, her uncle. Kitty is Lissel - she's adorable, be nice to her--"
"No choice but be nice," DDR grumbled, skinny arms crossing over her chest. "Can't feel mad."
"Yeah, right, right. And Vrin is Avrin - a much older Alien like you. He's skinny and s**t but he's not really nice. At all. Got it?"
Tek noticed the dirty look, and she received a fang-baring grin in response. It was short lived, as his attention was forced to fall on the weird bird man that hovered nearby, who was apparently going to explain everything to him. His ears had since flattened again, and he listened quietly; his good mood was still too present to be an a** about how stupid her nicknames were for the other people. Well, too present to be an a** about it out loud, anyway.
A mild look of surprise flitted on his features when she grumbled about being nice; did she not want to be? Huh. That was...kind of fun. As everything else the look faded, and he waved his hand in dismissal. "Yeah yeah I got it. You talk too much." He grumbled, scratching his nose before stuffing his hands back into his pant pockets. "Alright then Baldy, lead the way."
"Oooh, look. Criminal is all sort of badass and s**t. Oooooh." Iamel waved jazz hands in Tek's direction, eyes rolling enthusiastically in their sockets. "Whatever, kid. I don't care what you did - I can still kick your kawaii kawaii neko-chan a**. Okay?"
DDR let her father taunt all he wanted; she picked up the edges of her skirt and turned on her heel. DDR's sandels hit the sidewalk loudly when she began their trek back to the Unit, talking louder to be heard by Tek. "When meet Anne, be nice. He hurts."
Tek stared blankly at the bird creep, and he repeated a similar jazz hands gesture. "Ooo, I'm so scared." He drawled sarcastically, his hand soon escaping from his pocket to wave his hand - more specifically, his middle finger - in dismissal. His head tilted to look around the annoying bird to look at the ugly thing as she spun and sauntered off; it was amusing, watching her. He didn't say anything for once; he couldn't promise it either way, but he did just follow her, watching the bony little thing move like some twig caught in the wind.
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