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 Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 3:55 pm
The sun was setting when the bells tinkled above the door of Lyrus' new... 'Home' and an extremely tall blonde kid walked in, guitar strapped to their back, a polished mahagony box held in capable hands. Their expression was curiously blank as they walked further within the junk shop, and stopped at the counter, raising their voice.
".... Lyrus?"
The voice was low, soft, for a child, and could actually swing either way, along with their looks. Still, it was a girl. Sjajan, to be exact. She'd finally finished her gift for him; easier, once she'd grown.
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 4:03 pm
Lyrus had finally gotten around to cleaning up the majority of the shop. All save for a small corner was neat and orderly, cleaned and dusted, and sectioned according to what possible use it might have. And, surprise surprise, he was actually making a profit.
The young man had been just about to close shop for the night, preparing for an evening out at the club, and groaned audibly when the bell jingled. Really, he didn't care if the 'customer' heard or not. He wanted to go upstairs, get cleaned up, and head out to the club. Not stay late at the store trying to help some brainless irritation pick through spark plugs.
"Yeah, yeah, what can I--" Stepping around a shelf, he paused at the sight of the child, raising a brow. However, after a moment, recognition dawned, and he actually grinned faintly. "Jani..? Ha, you grew! Hot damn."
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 4:51 pm
She looked pleased at his reaction, and took a seat on the counter-top, shrugging fluidly.
"Jan."
Waiting a beat, a quick grin flitted across her features, and she raised a brow at him.
"Ya commen'ed on me bein' short last time I was 'ere, so I decided be abou' time ta grow, yanno? Anny freaked, since we was sleepin' togetha. She grew too..."
A clearing of the throat, brown eyes flicking to the box in her hand, then back to his face.
"... Made yah this, 'ere..."
Holding out the slim, smooth box. Filled with twelve vials, each labeled with damage caused per drop. All different colored liquids. Beautiful. Poison.
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Posted: Tue Apr 25, 2006 7:32 pm
"Jan," he corrected, nodding absently in apology. Distracted as he was by her changed appearance, it didn't occur to him to reply otherwise. He was polite at heart, really.
"Already sleeping together, hmm?" He quirked a brow, smirking darkly. "So she is a dyke, then?" He was obviously joking. But after an eye full of Jani's new appearance...well...
Abruptly losing interest with the presentation of the gift, he set the box on the counter and carefully opened it, eyes widening in delight at the sight that greeted him. Like a kid in a candy store he picked through the bottles, admiring each and skimming the labels. "Jan, sweets, if I didn't think someone would walk in and have me arrested, I'd kiss you."
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 2:09 pm
Jan colored slightly at his first comment, then frowned, not knowing exactly how to answer, before realizing he was only joking around. That made things easier, definately. Still, she was also distracted by his attention on his gift, and she bit her bottom lip, hoping for a postive reaction. Each one was set in a slot in velvet like fabric, and it'd taken a bit to finish. But at least there was no real chance of them breaking.
At his comment, a grin broke out on her now usually stoic expression, and she slid down from the counter, sliding her hands into her pockets, coloring with pleasure.
"Ya? Glad ya like 'em. T'wasn' too hard ta do, really. I grow tha' stuff alla th' time, if ya ev'r need, yanno, refills."
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 6:41 pm
The lamb Sin'aeis practically purred as he picked through the vials, murmuring exclamations of approval whenever something particularly delighted him. "Absolutely wonderful, this is--amazing, Jani.."
And then he was silent, remaining such for a good while. He almost seemed to have forgotten the girl's presence, studying the viles more intently, and even opening one ever so often to peer at the contents themselves, rather than through the glass--not that there was much difference.
However, after a time he reluctantly closed the case, heaving a sigh at having done so and staring thoughtfully down at it as if debating whether to simply open it again and continue... But he didn't. Instead, he pushed it to the center of the counter, returning his attention to Jani with a grin. "You spoil me."
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2006 2:56 pm
"I'm sure et'll ben'fit me in th' future, yanno?"
She laughed happily, and now, collapsing into a chair, a troubled expression drifted across her face.
"... Lyrus... I've got a prollem... Y'see... These... Gals, they... Keep givin' me thurr nummers, yanno? An' I dunno wut ta do widdem."
Perhaps he could give her a hand, since he was in a good mood. These women, she didn't think they knew she was a GIRL. And they were pretty so... Maybe Lyrus would be interested?
Digging her hands into her board shorts, she pulled out a small accumulation of phone numbers on various objects; scraps of paper, match books...
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2006 3:35 pm
"We'll just have to wait and see." He grinned, fingers inching along the countertop towards the poison box. But he restrained himself, pocketing his hands instead and leaning back against the counter.
His eyes widened in surprise as the numbers fell from her pockets, but he remained silent, waiting until she had fished the entire collection out before replying. "..Well damn, Jan. Sadly, I think they'd notice the difference if I called them. Wouldn't you?"
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Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 2:37 pm
Jan's eyes widened briefly, and although her face was neutral and expressionless, you could see her flipping ideas over in her mind, suddenly, a few of the things the women had joked about hit her, and she smiled slightly.
"Ah...! They ask'd if I 'ad a brotha! ... Wut ef YA were my brotha...?"
And so, the alliance was born.
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Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 8:14 pm
Jan sunk into thought, and Lyrus rolled his eyes, raising a hand to wipe down his face. Damn, Jan was still a kid and already she was getting more numbers than him. SHE. Goddamn, the world was turning gay. Freaking lesbians. Fun to watch, mind, but...
"Your brother?" he questioned, returning his train of thought to the subject at hand. Ahh, now this... This had potential. "Sjajan... Let's have a party."
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Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 8:18 pm
"... A party?"
Well, she saw no reason to turn THAT down, although she wasn't sure about it, and folded her arms across her chest. Jan was silent for a moment then looked up at him, a grin sparking across her face.
"... Lyrus... Let's 'ave a party."
Who would they invite?
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Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 8:24 pm
"A party," he repeated, smirking.
Straightening up, he stepped over to the girl's side, draping an arm around her shoulders and kindly explaining. "We'll have it in a few nights... Short notice, but no one will mind, I'm sure. I'll supply snacks, the club'll supply drinks... and we'll invite all of your new friends."
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Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 8:32 pm
Sjajan's eyes lit up, and she peered up almost adoringly at Lyrus. He was an amazing friend. Quickly squeezing him around the middle, she moved away to scoop the numbers into her pockets once more, and slid her guitar strap over her shoulder.
"'Kay! I'll call 'em all 'n stuff."
Pausing, she scribbed something on a notepad on the counter, and grinned.
"'Ere's my nummer, call me lata, when y'know th' day, aight? I gotsa go."
Waving, she darted out the door and into the darkness.
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Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 9:16 pm
Like the wonderful 'big brother' that he was, Lyrus returned the girl's smile and hug, stepping back to lean against the countertop once more as she started for the door.
"Lovely," he purred, sparing the number a glance and waving briefly in goodbye. "See you later, Jan."
And the girl was gone. Smirking, Lyrus stepped over to the door, locking it behind her and flipping the sign to close up. He headed towards the back--and from there, the stairs--snatching up the notepad as he passed it and retreating to his flat to change.
He had a party to plan. And how better to plan a party than with the help of a few lovely ladies from the local club...
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