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 Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2006 7:52 am
The boy crossed his arms, staring dismally out the window. A roll of thunder caused the window to shake, and in turn, caused the animals inside the shop to react.
The caged parrots squawked and squabbled, the sound of wings beating against the cage doors in a nervous attempt to escape. There would be feed and feathers all over the floor, Kirwan knew. He didn't look forward to cleaning it up.
A few puppies yipped and yelped - Dogs. Stupid mutts - why did they even bother selling them? Oh, yeah, cause Shanuh had a taste for canines. That was right. Sure, they were cute, but they sure were messy!
And the kittens. . well . . The boy glanced over, offering a little grin at the scene. Kirwan was partial to the felines - they weren't much work at all! And had adorable whiskers and faces and ears and - and - and~!
KA-BOOOOOM~!
The dark-haired boy jumped by the flash and crack of nature. Ugh. Would the storm ever go away?
"Rain, rain go away - come again another day," he hummed the lyrics, setting his head down on his arms and heaving a great sigh. The other boys had a day off and had told him he had to watch the store.
He'd tried to explain that he was nothing but the janitor and stock boy - he hardly ever came out of the back unless it was necessary. Besides, he looked as if he were about twelve - wouldn't people mention child-labor laws. . . ? Or did this dimension not have any?
Whatever the case, Shanuh had said the experience would do him some good. "Like I need experience."
Just because he lookd like he was twelve didn't mean he really was. But that still didn't stop Nikel, Shanuh and Jojo from treating him like he was young and stupid. Ironic that he was the eldest between them all.
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Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2006 4:38 pm
A bolt of lightning cracked menacingly outside, almost masking the familiar sound of tinkling bells as a woman slipped into the store. Sharp, ice blue eyes scanned the front room, wrinkling her nose slightly as it picked up the thick musky smell that usually accompanied pet stores. It did nothing to cover up the dirt-like smell of rain that had assaulted her outside, but at least the smell of dried blood was only vaguely present on her, now.
A slight, tanned hand reached up to touch a spot on her neck and she hissed almost inaudibly between her teeth. She'd been grazed, again. Damnit. Obviously she needed more training if she was going to prevent it from continuing to happen. Normally, it wouldn't bother her, but the salty drops that were dripping down her skin from the raven hair plastered to her face was causing the small wound to throb noticeably. And, unfortunately, she didn't usually carry any type of first aid kit with her, no place to keep it after all.
On top of everything she was soaked to the bone, her normally tight shirt felt like it was attempting to strangle her with how tightly it stuck to her body. Not only that, but the heavy black cargo pants, and the white trenchcoat that was closed around her body felt like they were going to drag her down to the floor and drown her they were so heavy. Not to mention the several pairs of guns that were hidden beneath, preventing her from relieving herself from the weight of the coat. Didn't need women and children screaming and anyone asking questions, right?
Her eyes fell on the boy behind the counter and a single slim eyebrow lofted at him, before she sighed and mumbled quietly. "Not only is my refuge a pet store, but it's only got a kid at the counter, great." Speaking more clearly, she directly addressed him.
"'Ey, kid. Do you have a first aid kit here?" Despite calling him kid, her tone didn't talk down to him like most adults did with pre-teens.
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 2:08 pm
Kirwan's eyes drifted over to the soaked customer and he heaved another dismal sigh. He didn't want to deal with people today! It was bad enough it was pouring outside, it was even worse that Shanuh, Nikel and Jojo had abandoned him to complete the days work; but now he had to actually socialize!?! No ******** way.
But, what else was there to do? He couldn't just ignore her, or leave her standing, dripping-wet at the front of the store. "Polly want a cracker?" He mimicked the screech of one of the stores cockatoo's, and his voice sounded as enthused as he felt.
Dragging himself away from the window, thunderstorm ignored, Kirwan went behind the counter to look. At full height, the boy hardly reached five feet, but Kirwan hoped she wouldn't notice.
Yes, he was short. Fate had a funny way of working.
Now . . . what was a first aid kit? "Not seeing one here," he chattered helpfully, looking back up at the soaked lady.
"But let me check in back. Til then, catch," he tossed (poorly) a towel that he'd found under the counter. It wasn't dirty (that he could see) but she was soaked wet and he didn't like her bringing in the rain. "You'll flood us at this rate."
Offering a lop-sided, half-hearted smile, Kirwan slipped out from behind the counter, and ducked into a backroom. There had to be a first aid kit somewhere, but it would probably help if he actually knew what he was looking for.
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 5:47 pm
A thin eyebrow lofted at the clerk when she noticed his enthusiam, and she couldn't help but smirk lightly. He seemed as happy to see her as she was to be here, in the middle of a pet store. Well, at least they had something in common. For the most part she ignored the sarcastic remark about wanting a cracker and crossed her arms around her body and shivered a little. Damn, why did rain have to be so cold? Course, if it wasn't she'd probably feel like she'd just been thrown into a bucket of piss, not a very pleasant feeling she was sure.
With eyes full of boredom she watched the clerk search under the counter for a few moments, before tossing a towel in her general direction. General being a very lightly used term in this case, as it fell about two feet away, still she was grateful for the gesture and she quickly plucked it up from the ground and began to wipe off her face and neck. Lightly she pulled a few strands of hair away from her neck and gingerly began to towel dry the wound, trying not to get the fabric bloodied, they probably wouldn't appreciate that. Afterwards she wrapped the towel around her neck, partly to keep her hair from continuing to drip onto the floor and partly to keep the salty water off her neck. "Thanks."
Her eyes wandered around the store once more, taking in everything with a bit more clarity as she studied the animals. Cats, dogs, birds, and rodents of all kinds she could see in the cages and she shook her head, sighing unhappily. Her eyes clouded over slightly as her thoughts travelled back to a memory, something that had happened not too long before her friend died. Emily had asked her once if she believed that people could be reincarnated into animals, and then had continued to say that she hoped she would come back as a cat after she died.
Takai's eyes refocused once more and she stepped closer to the cages full of cats and kittens, studying each cat in turn as though looking for something specific, before she shook her head, angry with herself for even daring to hope.
"Why do pet stores always have the same ******** thing? Different animals in different colors but... all the same in the end."
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 7:05 am
Kirwan continued to paw through the junk in the back room. The "schedule" with scribbles all over it, various pens, pencils, nail files, eye shadow cases, lipsticks, mascara brushes and other such items all jumped out at the boy - but no first aid kit.
He rummaged through books of all sort, peeked under the desk, and ultimately gave up. If they had one, the boy didn't have a clue what it was or where it could possibly be.
"I don't mean to bother but . . . Uh. . . " Kirwan whispered, glancing meekly around the room and ducking his head.
And then he spotted it! A small, white, plastic kit that had screamingly red letters that spelled out: First Aid. So that was what it was! The boy wondered what it contained but figured he'd find out as soon as he brought it out to the water-logged lady.
Picking it up, Kirwan discarded the yellow sticky note that had the word "IDIOT" printed upon it in black ink.
So the old boy was in a good mood today - wonderful! Maybe there was a galactic war or a few supernova's or something. Kirwan remembered that flashy displays always put his "boss" in a good mood.
Kit in hand, Kirwan pushed his way through the shop in time to catch the woman's last comment. Setting the kit on the cash-wrap counter, the black-haired boy couldn't help but give a little giggle.
"Well, a lot of exotic stores are illegal, so you have to go in 'round about ways to get those sorts of animals," he chattered, leaning against the edge of the counter.
"But sometimes things aren't always as they appear. Never judge a book by its cover, lady, cause looks can very-well be decieving."
Ha. Ironic that she thought this shop was anything but extraordinary.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 7:21 am
Takai turned as the boy came back in with the first aid kit and she couldn't help but chuckle at his statement, shaking her head lightly. No, even exotic pet stores were all the same thing, over and over. They would probably always be the same until the apocalypse came or some such, that was her opinion.
"Sure, looks can be deceiving, even I know that. Hell, for a few years I lived that. But be realistic, pet stores are always the same, yes even the exotic ones. Full of animals that are probably taken care of only half as well as they should." She paused for a moment, grimacing. "Not the worker's fault, there's just no time for all of those animals. Most of the rodents end up dieing a week after you bring them home, same for some of the birds. The cats and dogs end up wrecking your house or apartment or whatever, and then demand attention for the rest of their lives until they die and leave you all alone again. Why do people put themselves through that? It's like having a damn abusive boyfriend. They're all the same."
That said she moved towards the counter supporting the small white kit, hoping beyond hoping that it would at least have some sort of antiseptic medicine and a large bandaid at the very least.
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 10:05 am
Kirwan listened to what Takai had to say, nonchalantly reaching over to tinker with the brass dog-tags that sat on the corner display. "Perhaps it's only your outlook on things. Some people don't take care of the animals in the shop, surely. That can't be helped. And sometimes, even if the animals are taken care of, natural causes, hereditary or pure fate cause the animals to die. Again, something that can't be controlled. But if the people who get animals and offer their homes to them, make the sacrifice of cleaning litter, taking them for walks, giving them the attention they demand, then perhaps it's not like living with an abusive boyfriend.
"It's all on the way you look at it. If forced labor is all you think animals are, then by all means, DON'T get a pet," Kirwan shrugged his bony shoulders, reaching up to push his bangs out of his face. "Your analogy only works for people who agree with it."
A flash of lightning, and a little giggle. "But with that said, after you're done tending your wounds, can I help you find a furry companions all your own? Or perhaps you'd rather something with feathers, or scales?"
Part of the boy wondered if he should add that if she wasn't interested in animals, than perhaps she should remove herself from the shop. The woman was being watched, being judged, being criticized like every person who entered the premises of the Birdcage.
Just because she didn't want to be the companion of an animal, didn't necessarily mean that would be the case.
((OOC: Feel free to describe what's in the Kit. It's fully stocked - bandages of various sizes, guaze, tape, siccors, antisceptic stuff, etc. etc. unless you'd rather it lack things. Tis up to you! ))
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Posted: Fri Oct 06, 2006 10:44 am
With two soft clicks Takai popped open the first aid kit, rummaging through it as she listened to the boy talk. Oh thank god, everything I need. The kit was indeed full, in fact it looked like it had rarely been used, or it was brand new. Inside she could see bandages of all types, a few packages of gauze, an ice compress, alcoholic cleaning pads, tape, scissors and a myriad of other things she wouldn't be needing. Still listening to Kirwan, she began to work on dressing her wound, first cleaning it with the alcoholic pads, then preparing the various other things.
She frowned, deep in thought at Kirwan's words. "Maybe you're right. Someone once told me I needed a pet, that it'd help me learn responsibility and all that crap." She sighed and shook her head. "Sometimes it'd be nice to have something else around the apartment besides just me, but... I don't know, I think I'd prefer a person. Someone I could talk to and they'd talk back. I mean, sure some animals "talk" back, but not the same way. And then in a few years they'd just die anyway, uncontrollable I know, and I'd be right back where I started, probably no better or worse for having had one y'know? If I was going to go through the trouble of having a pet, I'd want something that would..." She frowned, searching for the right words. "Something that would impact my life. Something that would be unique, something that after having had between ten and twenty pets in my life wouldn't just turn into a blur with all the rest of them. Does that make sense?"
By the time Takai finished talking she was almost done with her preparations, and the lack of attention she gave them indicated that she'd probably done this quite a few times before. With the scissors she quickly sliced open the cold compress, dumping the gel and the little disc into the trash before wiping it clean with another alcohol pad. She cut the leftover plastic in half easily, put one piece over another piece of gauze and quickly taped that to her neck, then taped the other piece of plastic over that in a 'T' shape. It would keep out the rain, but still allow the wound to breath. After finishing she returned everything to its proper place in the kit and closed it back up, then dug into her pocket and pulled out a ten dollar bill, to pay for the items' replacement. "Thanks."
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 8:58 am
Kirwan watched the girl, surprised by her description of a pet. Well wasn't she nit-picky~! Most people wanted a spefic animal - cat, dog, pony, hamster - or a specific colour - black, white, striped - but she was the FIRST person who wanted one to impact her life.
"Don't," Kirwan started, looking up at Takai in confusion, "Don't all pets impact a life? Most people cry when their cat or dog passes away - some give them funerals and love them like any member of the family."
Well, maybe this woman wasn't good for any pet. Maybe she was like the handful in society who saw cats and dogs as nothing more than an animal, as if they weren't "good enough" to be in a home. The thought disturbed Kirwan, and the 'boy' reached a hand up to rub at the back of his neck.
Stupid humans. No wonder Shanuh despised them so.
"It's a shame that you see past pets as a "blur". Obviously they didn't mean much to you," he chided, eyebrows drawing together in the slightest frown. It wasn't like Kirwan to be so negitive, but Takai was making an impression on him, and he couldn't say it was a good one.
"What you're looking for is impossible. If a cat or dog can't worm its way into your heart, than no "pet" is going to be able to." Oh, there were unique things that lurked in this shop. There were things that were more than a mere pet, there were things that went beyond the living and the dead.
But if Takai couldn't even care for an animal, if she looked upon their existance as expendible and disposable, something to be forgotten than she didn't deserve to find the special things in life. The boy had to laugh inside - what Takai needed was a child. Or a slave. That was quite a list she had when it came to animal requirements.
Must talk.
Must be exotic.
Must be different.
Must make a difference in my life.
Well damn. Even the Birds that often flocked to the store couldn't guarentee they'd represent every requirement.
A rumble of thunder, and Takai contnued to be judged.
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 4:19 pm
Her neck felt so much better now that it no longer had rainwater dripping into it, and Kirwan could probably see her visibly relax. The throbbing started to fade, and soon enough it would heal up and leave another scar to match all the others on her body. Steely, yet slightly relieved eyes settled on Kirwan again as she studied him for a moment, before she simply shrugged her shoulders and sighed. "I guess I'm not really the one to have this conversation with, I've never actually had a pet of my own to be truthful. Parents didn't allow it as a kid, and after I moved out..." She visibly stopped herself from continuing, pausing for a moment before she grinned and shrugged again. "I couldn't afford one." That was an outright lie. Of course she could afford a pet. Hell, she could probably afford to buy out a pet store if she wanted to, but she had been so focused on her 'work', and finally finishing the grieving process for her friend that she just didn't have the energy for a pet.
But things are better now, right? Maybe I should... She frowned to herself internally, she was doing alot of that lately. Her eyes once more swept across the pets in the shop, before turning back to Kirwan again. "So, I'm in a pet store and I've never owned a pet. Why don't you walk me through it? Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm not. Certainly wouldn't be the first time I was." Part of her didn't believe that Kirwan could change her mind, part of her wanted him to. Somewhere deep down she wanted to believe that she could care for a living thing again, and yet still deeper another bit of her was terrified of ever caring again.
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 7:02 am
Kirwan stared at the water-logged woman, not quite sure whether or not he trusted her enough to find an animal for her. Kirwan liked the furry creatures, he truly did! Unlike Shanuh's cold apathy to everything, and Nikel's flightly nature, Kirwan held a genuine respect for the creatures.
Well, at least the woman wanted to look. That was a start, no doubt. Strange though, how she felt such a strong desire to have some fantastic pet, and yet had never given the ordinary a try. Kirwan wasn't sure whether or not he felt that was a good thing - what if she did find an animal to her liking, but grew bored with it after a few weeks or months? Then what?
Another stray? Another neglect case?
Well, if that were the case, then at least it would keep them all in business.
Nodding his head, the boy pushed himself away from the counter. Blowing back a few strands of hair, he looked up at Takai and arched an inquisitive brow. "Well, what would you like to see?" He gestured over to the far corner of the shop. "The kitten cages are always a big hit. They're cuddly and mischievious and make great pets and are very easy to take care of. They're very clean animals, and very independant. Good for people who don't have a lot of time to devote to them, or new pet owners.
"The dogs," and Kirwan gestured to the puppy cages in the front of the window, "They're more work than a cat. They need to be walked, groomed, let out, fed, given tons of love and attention. Very loyal, they can be trained more easier than a cat, and tend to be more of a pushover too!
"Next to them are our other furry mammals - rats, mice, hamsters, rabbits, guinea pigs, gerbils. The list goes on, but they're great first-time pets. Some of them are a bit snarky at first, and they don't have a whole lot of longevity, but the rats and hamsters can be trained to do tricks, and can be easily transported around.
"We also have a variety of reptiles and fish, both good pets, but take a lot of work. They don't like to be cuddled, they don't necessarily even like to be touched, and fish . . . dont' do a whole lot of anything except make a room look pretty. The reptiles, amphibians and fish are all very sensetive - you have to make SURE you have the right temperature, the right lights, the right environment for each of them and make sure you keep their environments balanced." Kirwan wrinkled his nose, showing what he thought about those sort of animals. "I like em, don't get me wrong, and you can find some exotic ones for a home but they're just too much work, with no affection gained."
The boy looked at Takai, wondering where or what she'd like to see first. He'd covered all of the animals, hadn't he? And then a flash of grey and brown bolting between Takai and Kirwan, followed by a small chorus of coo's and chirps. The boy blinked, unperturbed by a hawk bombarding the two.
Looking up, he noticed they had a few Birds in the raftors. When had they gotten in here? They surely hadn't been here when Takai first entered. Oh well. Not at all put off by the unexpected company (which consisted of a peregrin falcon, a robin, a mourning dove and a handful of chickadees and sparrows) Kirwan shrugged. "We also have birds. The tropical kind we keep in the cages back over yonder," he waved a nonchalant hand in the direction. "And then we have a few more exotic species that come and go as they please." He looked up at Takai, still awaiting some sort of response.
"You can just ignore the ones up there though - they're wild and not easily tamed."
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 7:31 am
Takai followed Kirwan's directions with her sharp eyes, picking out the different animals and cages as she listened to him talk and nodded her head at all the right times. The kittens were cute, and looked like they'd be wonderful to curl up with during these kinds of days, assuming they'd let you. The dogs were cute too, looking up at her with those trademark puppy eyes and wagging their tails that for a brief moment Takai's eyes melted at the sight. Trained, eh? That certainly could be interesting... Visions of a trained dog with her at her side on the job brought a very very amused smile to her face.
The various rodents, reptiles and fish didn't really seem to interest Takai, she thought of them as just cute things to look in on from time to time and clean and feed, not really here type of pet. If she was going to have one, she wanted one she could -do- things with, and the tiny rodents, fish and the reptiles didn't really strike her as that kind of pet.
A sudden blink in surprise when the flash of grey and brown zipped past her and her eyes lifted to the ceiling, incredibly surprised by the sight of a few birds perched on the raftors above. She hadn't heard them before, and silently she chastised herself for being so unobservant. The birds interested her more then any other animal, obviously they were intelligent, that much she could tell from Kirwan's description of them. Wild, not easily tamed, came and go as they pleased, and he they were inside. Obviously they knew where the food was or they wouldn't keep coming back, and warmth and shelter from the rain outside, too. Her eyes went to each one, resting and studying for a moment before moving on to the next, before finally settling on the robin. For a moment she couldn't move her eyes away, she'd seen hundreds of that type of bird before but.. that one seemed different.
She finally pulled herself away from the sight of the birds above and glanced over at Kirwan with a curious brow lofted. "I have to admit, I've never seen a pet store that sold wild birds that were allowed to enter and leave as they pleased." She had to admit, she looked a little crestfallen when he'd told her to ignore them, but she let it pass and waved it away. Ah well, if he didn't think they were right for her, then he was probably right.
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 6:13 pm
Kirwan glanced up from bird to bird, before turning his gaze back upon Takai. After their previous conversation, he wasn't sure if he should really press her on the Birds - but, then again, they were the ones stopping in for a visit, not the other way around.
Was it just the nasty weather outside that kept the creatures in? Or was there more to it then that? Could they be drawn to . . . . her?
The boy felt his lips turn into a lop-sided grin at Takai's remarks. "But this really isn't your typical pet shop," Oh, all right, so he was having fun with the clientelle. He certainly wasn't shouting that they ran a business of death with animals being nothing but a cover up and pretty facade! Like a moth drawn to a flame, people would forever be drawn to animals in need of a home. "The manager of the store, Shanuh, isn't your typical management graduate. And the assistant manager's a cross-dresser~! So don't be surprised at anything around this place."
The peregrin falcon made a dive, only to quickly pull up and land proudly on top of a snakes cage. The screen kept it away from the baby ball python below, much to the falcon's chegrin.
Two sharp eyes looked upon Takai, judging, dark, before he puffed out his feathers and stood tall.
Showoff, Kirwan thought, rolling his eyes and casting another look up at the roof. "If you're interested in these Birds, I have to warn you - they do take a bit of work, when it comes to training. Some of them don't like to listen, so I don't know how interested you'd be."
He left out the part that it really wasn't Takai's choice. It was the Birds, and Takai was being scrutinized by each and every one! "Would you be up to the responsibilities that would come with one of these? Their loyalty has to be earned, unlike the ready appeasment of a dog."
A sparrow gave a cheerful chirp, encouraging Takai to answer.
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 6:30 pm
Tilting her head, Takai chuckled at the thought of a cross-dresser running a pet shop, the thought just amused her to absolutely no end, too bad she couldn't have actually -seen- it. Still, her attention was only half on Kirwan as she studied the birds, her arms crossing over her chest and her hip now leaning against the shop counter. "That's a.. peregrin? The fastest bird on earth, isn't it?" She frowned lightly as she wracked her memory, trying to figure out what she knew about 'em.
She started paying more attention when Kirwan started talking about training and the birds being stubborn, plus the responsibilities that would come with them. Well, she did say she'd want something different, something that would make an impact on her life, and the harder the work, the better the reward, right? That's what she'd always told herself to prevent frustration from taking over in the middle of a fight. And she'd always felt satisfied after taking down a particularly hard 'opponent', so maybe this could be something similar?
No, she couldn't think like that. These creatures weren't targets she was out to kill, they were living breathing creatures that had done absolutely nothing to wreck her life, they at least deserved to not be put in the same category as those she took out day by day.
"Loyalty has to be earned, eh?" That sounded like her, of course it was very rarely earned with her, she didn't let people get that close to her if she could help it. "It doesn't really seem like it's up to me, though." She gestured at the birds, watching them cooly. She assumed that if the owners and management allowed the birds to come and go as they wished, they wouldn't allow them to leave with someone they didn't want to.
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 10:38 pm
It wasn't up to Takai, her assumptions were correct. But, at the same time, it wasn't up to Kirwan either. Those who held the power were the Birds, the Guardians - only they knew what they were searching for, only they knew who would be best for them.
Different personalities, different ideas, the Birds were their own persons and none at the Birdcage dared to push them into deciding. No matter how disturbing a choice, to Kirwan and the rest at the shop, there would be no disputes. Part of the boy wondered what went on in their heads, though sometimes he'd chat with the lovely creatures.
The little rebels, that's what Kirwan used to fondly refer to them as, and they were rebels indeed! "Peregrin falcon is right - one of the fastest you'll find. He's a bit egotistical, though, but you didn't hear that from me," Kirwan grinned, giving the haughty hawk a wink.
The falcon made a strained creek, but turned to focus on cleaning its feathers. Kirwan and the Lady plum weren't worth his time.
"It's not up to you," the boy finally decided to explain. "It's up to them. If one thinks you're a worthy investment, then - - - "
His words were cut off as the robin took a dive off her perch. Circling Kirwan once, twice, three times she sang a happy tune. There was excitement in her eyes as she fluttered hastily over to Takai. In a flurry of feathers, the robin had met her match.
This one needed a girl like her. She was too sharp, much to sharp, and truly needed something to comfort her. That would be her job, oh yes it would~! Settling down on Takai's shoulders, the robin craned her head pick at some of her chosen's wet hair.
For shame, she was in desperate need of some preening!
Kirwan blinked, then gave a little giggle. "Well, looks to me like you're stuck. The robin it is, I'm sure you'll give her a wonderful home!" Oh, they'd find out if she didn't, and the results would NOt be pretty.
((Haha - congratulations, Aurora~! Just a few more posts and we'll get this wrapped. You can feel free to write in your journal, now, since technically the robin is yours! You can control the little bird from here on out! ))
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