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 Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 4:26 pm
A rare moment for the little boy found him actually out of his own "yard." Dovian had chased his ball after it had rolled too far away when it was kicked. With a huff and a puff he finally managed to catch up to it and leaned down to pick it up. When he looked around at where he had ended up he realized that he wasn't where he was supposed to be but still within sight of his home. It made him feel that much better knowing that he at least wasn't lost.
Continuing to look around he noticed that there was a road close by that many used to come and go from his small village. The little hybrid boy moved closer to it just to peek at those who went past. What he saw wasn't much. In fact he barely caught the tail end of a Janarim carrying lots of bags. Dovian never did understand why more people didn't use the Bushi's as the pack animals. His daddy did and it carried quite a bit.
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 4:32 pm
Maritza was a girl on a mission.
If she was going to be stuck in his land, without anyway of going home to Belrea in the near future, she was at least going to see different aspects of it. So far Sauti had proved barren, Tale even more so, Jauhar was too humid and Oba-
Why was there so much sand?
She'd long since broken away from her little caravan in order to properly explore. So many were eager to meet with her, to give her a proper 'tour' but Maritza didn't care for any of it. It was just a lot of talking and not enough doing.
Ritz walked up the road, her thumbs hooked in the edges of her shorts, intent on going out into the surrounding area when she spotted a child. A lone child and one that made her lift a brow. Was he still Oban, if his eyes were that bright?
"Hey, kid!"
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 4:39 pm
He flinched when he heard someone yell for him. With wide eyes Dovian turned to look at who it was and then froze. The person looked nothing like those he had seen all his life. Not only that but his eyes grew wider still, if that was possible. "M-me?" He questioned. At first he wanted to just turn and run but then there was the fact that he was looking at someone as pale as his mother but her air and eyes were all wrong! What was she? Of course he would never ask that since it was rude and he didn't want to be rude to someone. His mother would be disappointed in him if he was.
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 4:44 pm
"Are you deaf?" She called out louder now, arching one sharp brow to stare even more at the strange boy. "Yes you-" Ritz grumbled something else, something the child likely shouldn't have heard, as she made her way closer to him.
The lightning girl was tall for her age; the lanky sort, with a sort of androgynous look. She turned her hardened eyes down to him, not intending to look scary, but giving off that effect all the same.
"What is the name of this village? What is it's function?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 4:53 pm
"N-no ma'am.." He squirmed in place. Dovian wasn't so sure that he liked this lady. She yelled and then muttered things. Things he was sure were not nice. Not that he could really get upset about it. It wasn't in his nature. When she stood the way she was it made him feel even smaller than he was and he hunched down as though trying to disappear. "Uhm.. it's Awat." Though Dovian had to admit he wasn't so sure what the woman meant by it's purpose. Did it have to have one? "P-people live in it?" The little hybrid boy wasn't sure what else to say. It wasn't like his home village was very large. The market they had was mostly just for those living in the area and it lacked anything that travelers might covet.
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 4:57 pm
Oh, so he was just mentally stunted. That must be the reason why, because Maritza couldn't figure out why else he would stutter so much. Or were all mainland children so insecure? He didn't seem very sure of any answer which was just irritating.
And now he was shrinking from her - wait - "Are you afraid of me?" Maritza asked point blank, sounding as disappointed as she looked. Honestly, out of all the things in his crazy messed up, primitive world he was scared of her?
"Okay, so what do people do in Awat? Is it a trading village, crafting...?" She waved her hand, prompting some sort of response. Her voice was a little softer, but not by much. Maybe she should ask an easier question? "What do your parents do?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 5:05 pm
His head gave a slow but definitive nod to her question. Dovian didn't like that she seemed so.. well.. intimidating. "You look scary.." He'd been told of the people that his dad had met in the world while he was traveling but none had matched her description. When asked about what everyone did in the village he looked back toward the many houses then at the woman. "Mister H makes some things. My mommy gets her wooden bowls and stuff from him." Then there was the one old lady that liked to make clothes for him and his sister. Not that Shura really liked the dresses. "My daddy is a merchant but he sells things in the city not here."
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 5:10 pm
You look scary.
Well, her brother would certainly have a laugh over that one.
Maritza crouched down, folding her arms across her thighs so that she was more on his level. It wasn't much, but hopefully it helped. "And you look like a mix. Are you?" Without waiting for his permission she reached out to touch his hair, her touch feather soft despite the roughness of her personality.
So it was a mostly crafting village? It didn't seem large enough for trade, and it was out of the way, so Ritz supposed that made sense. She craned her head to look around, squinting against the brightness of the sun.
"What are they training you to do? Are you going to sell things like your father?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 5:16 pm
As the woman crouched down to his level he took a step back. Instantly regretting his decision to come and check out the main road. Dovian normally didn't even stray far from his house. As it was pointed out that he looked like a mix he nodded his head again, this time with a gulp. He'd been told before that there were some people who didn't like those with mixed blood. "Y-yes." His fear caused him to stutter again. He seemed to lean away from her. "My mommy is from Tale and my daddy is from Oba." That was all he could really offer. When asked about what he was being trained to do he shrugged. Dovian wasn't sure. It didn't feel like he was being trained for anything. "I don't think so. My sister and I aren't allowed near daddys things."
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 5:23 pm
Well, that didn't help. If anything he seemed more ill at ease now than before so Maritza gave up. If she was going to scare him let him be scared; at least if he cried and ran off she'd be able to go on with her exploration in peace.
"That explains your eyes, then." She clucked her tongue and stared at them; as if memorizing the color. His hair, well she couldn't be sure what side that was from, it was so dark it could have been either one but she suspected the leaf side of him. Or maybe fire? Who could tell with these people.
"So you aren't being trained for anything?" Maritza huffed and ran a hand through her hair. "I bet that's what you do all day, isn't it? Play with that ball? or just play in general."
Maritza's own mother had been strict in her lessons. You only got to play AFTER getting good marks and this - this was so lax! What kind of adult were his parents shaping him into? A spineless one, apparently!
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 5:33 pm
Mention of his eyes had him reaching up with one hand to poke at the lid of one. "My eyes? What's wrong with them?" Dovian worried that maybe there was something in one of them or even on it. Had he gotten dirty? Lowering his hand to his side he shook his head. "Don't think so." Dovian couldn't remember his parents telling him he was training for anything. He was sure that they hadn't told his sister that either. "My sister usually plays with me but she wanted to climb the tree and it's dangerous." He tried to at least make it lesslike he only played alone. He did have a sibling!
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 5:38 pm
"I didn't say there was anything wrong with them." And she left it at that. She wasn't about to compliment the little sniveling kid; not at the risk of it going to his head. Better to let him think she didn't outright hate him, but not that she liked him.
"But tactically it's smarter. She can see more from the tree than you can from the ground. In a small area like this it's easy for you to be ambushed if you aren't careful." At least his sister seemed like she had her head on right. Defending her home and what not. If they played their cards right this could be a good fortress, but Maritza didn't want to give too much credit to them.
"Do you normally let your fears stop you from doing things? From going where she goes?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 5:50 pm
"Oh." Was all he said. The woman seemed a little less scary now that they were talking and she wasn't yelling. Then again she was down at his level so there was no reason to yell. As she pointed out all the advantages to his sister's adventures in the tree he made a small face and looked to the side. Sure there were those things but.. Dovian wasn't as brave. As the strange woman asked if he let his fear often hinder him he nodded, slowly. "I don't want to get hurt. I don't want her to get hurt either." Pain didn't sit well with him.
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 6:02 pm
"Don't turn away; look people in the eye when you're speaking to them. Even if you're scared you should never show your fear. It makes you a target." If she'd been some kind of jerk she could have picked on him, right then and then, reached out to smack his head or something. Good thing Maritza was a fairly decent sort of person.
"I hate to tell you, kid, but you're going to get hurt. Life is all about hurting. You'll get hurt, your sister will hurt, your parents, all of your friends, future lovers...." She waved her hand, encompassing the entire world. "You can't let that stop you from living. Be cautious, yeah, don't go doing reckless things, but you also can't sit at home all day on your hands letting the world pass you by. "
Ritz actually cracked a small, barely visible smile. "You sound like my brother. He was too scared to come here, and now look at him, sitting at home missing out."
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2017 6:12 pm
A small gasp and he was looking back at the woman. Dovian wasn't sure what she would do if she thought he was being rude. So he quietly nodded his head in understanding of her statement, never taking his eyes off her. "No.. I know that but.. it doesn't mean I have to make it easier to get hurt." And climbing the tree would do that. Knowing his luck he'd fall out. Being on the ground was better for him. If his sister wanted to be a squirrel then fine. He'd be watching out for her from below and when she got hurt he'd run to get their mother. Hearing that the woman in front of him had a brother he leaned his head to the side slightly. "Where is your home?" Since she still looked more bizarre than any tribe he'd heard of, hybrids included, he couldn't figure it out.
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