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Tezi wasn't really sure what was going on with Selior. His aura kind of gave off an ignorance, but his heart betrayed him. She was good at reading people. She figured that he would come around sometime, and there were already glints of care in the way he made fun of Felicis. Tezi watched him, interested.
"Charlie and the Chocolate Factory," she responded bluntly, "And I am a... friend of some of the Imperium staff. Gina especially. They wanted me to be part of their uh..."
Malice driped from the last sentance. She almost said research project. That would've probably turned out bad.

"Well, it's hard to explain. Pomponeia was a gift from Gina."
Tezi was, in a way, mad that the doctors had left this bundle of a burden on her. She thought about it for a moment, and realized that she did love Pomponeia. That didn't make her any happier.

The girls, still leading the group, were deep into conversation by this point.
"Technically Tezi didn't show me it, I just remember her saying it a few times while she was using it. When I was...," Pomponeia paused, trying to decide on the correct wording, "Not alive she used to wear me on her wrist all the time. And I remember parts of my before-life after I came to stay with her. They use this thing with a lot of buttons and each of them has a weird symbol on it. It connects to the computer. When you press a button, something shows up on the computer."
She thought about it more, "It's really confusing! And then there's also another circular thing that Tezi always moves around a lot. And it makes clicking noises!"
Pomponeia's eyes widened.
"A motercycle? What's that?" her voice hinted at excitement.

And then the conversation took a more serious turn, again.
"I want to remember it, though," Pomponeia said, frownding, "I feel like there was a lot of time spent doing nothing, but I feel like there is something I should know."
There was a long pause as she looked up at the sky.
"Something... something that would make me have a purpose here now. I don't think we are like normal people, Felicis. Everybody we pass by looks similar with their skin and hair and stuff. We are different. I don't think they came from objects like us," she was on to something, "I think we have a purpose... we just forgot."

The group trudged onwards towards the park.

Tezi looked at Selior.
"She's a friend," she confirmed and then added quietly, "Of sorts."
As his mind drifted away, so did her's. She wasn't exactly sure what to call Gina. Of course, they got along, and they could go out for a cup of coffee or something, but they weren't exactly friends. They wouldn't go shopping, share their hobbies, or anything like that. They were simply aquaintances. Tezi frowned on that note. She didn't really have any real friends. She spent a lot of time out and about, but she never made any realy good friends. She sighed.

There was nothing she could do about that... except... She looked up at Selior. What if-? She dismissed the silly thought quickly.

Pomponeia and Felicis still marched on ahead.

Pomponeia listened carefully as Felicis described the motorcycle. She pictured it in her head.
"Does it have horses driving it?" she asked in bewilderment.
She remembered seeing some big things with wheels that looked like carrigages with roofs, but they had no horses. Of course, Pomponeia didn't know what an engine was, yet.

Bringing the conversation full circle, Pomponeia was watching Felicis make her crazy hand movements.
"We are too cute," Pomponeia giggled glancing down at her tail, "My hair is... I don't know."
She ran her fingers through her glossy hair, snagging on a tangle every so often. It needed to be brushed, and maybe trimmed.
She laughed, "Braids would look funny in my hair!"

"I think we can do special stuff, yeah!" Pomponeia chimed in, "An' I think you gotta be really lucky if you came from tessarae. I mean, you gotta be lucky to meet a person like me!"
She pointed to herself, grinning in her confidence and glorification.

By this point, the group had arrived at the park. It was a bigger park than Tezi was used to back on Gambio, but she didn't bother lingering on that. Pomponeia immediately took off for the biggest slide attatched to a playground structure, dragging Felicis by the hand. The two girls were giggling as Pomponeia bumped her way onto the woodchip-covered box containing the whole playground. Tezi looked at Selior and gestured him to a bench.

Oh how motherly they had become!

Tezi shrugged to Selior's remarks and settled into the bench. Now the conversation had really turned to a dead silence. The giggling of other children filled the air, yet there was still an awkard silence. She looked at her reddened feet. Walking in high-heels was no fun, and a blister had formed on the side of her left foot.
"Ow," she murmured under her breath.
She knew she had forgotten something at home: bandaids.

Looking up, Tezi saw the two girls playing happily together. She smiled at the thought that at least Pomponeia would have friends (or just one friend). It's not that Tezi was antisocial, she just didn't really ever make any friends. Well, other than Kinnie, but that was a different story. Anyways, she spent most of highschool taking care of her younger sister, Meridian, who was too immature to do it herself. She never went to college, having to work long hours to get her father's medical firm under control. Now, though, she had all the time in the world (and money to go with it).

"How does it work?" Pomponeia asked, still quizical about the motorcycle.
Just at that moment, one sped by the park. She watched it with widened eyes. Looking down at her own tail, she wondered if she would ever be able to ride one of those things.
Thinking out loud, she asked, "Is that one?"
She came upon the slide then, and looked at it's tall structure. Looking around, she found the perfect place to hoist herself onto the structure. It was a set of wide steps that were perfect for her to climb on.

"Nah, I don't need any help," Pomponeia said, already heading for the stairs.
In fact, Felicis didn't have to tell the kids to 'beat it'. At the two girl's odd appearances, they had already ventured off to other sections of the playground. Obviously they hadn't seen too much in Gaia yet, since odd creatures (though Pomponeia & Felicis were not necessarily creatures) were around every corner. Pomponeia quickly pushed herself up the steps with her tail until she was, at last, at the top near the slide.
"Wow," she breathed, "Everything seems so little up here."
She waved to Tezi from her perch, who smiled and waved back.

Selior had his arms crossed. He looked displeased for a menagerie of reasons, but most namely for the fact the silly woman with him wasn't proving entertaining anymore. He looked at her sideways and shook his head in a very sort of 'how pathetic' manner at her 'ow.'

He slouched down into the bench and began scratching at the top of his arm with a very sharp looking black nail. Which wasn't to say he looked at all tragic or emo or gothic for the rest of him, because his nails were not black for polish but rather.. for other reasons. "So uhm." Selior began, watching the motorcycle go by with a faint smile. "Feel like babysitting? I could pay you."

Felicis blinked a few times in awe as she followed the roaring bike that everyone else was. "Yeah... Selior's one is better, though. It's dark red, like blood!" She grinned in a creepy sort of masochistic little girl way and then watched Pomponeia waltz herself up curiously. "I don't know how it works. Maybe it's magic? Maybe there's a little man inside the motorcycle that can run really fast? Maybe there's the spirit of a thousand horses running from a lion trapped eternally inside it!!" She took a deep breath and followed suit till she was up top the slide with the other girl. "Yeah, I guess. We could get higher, though." She muttered.

Eyeing the various rails around the place, she tried climbing up a bit to get just a little higher but soon found the slipper surface gave no traction for climbing. She frowned disappointedly, but shrugged it off a moment later. "Okay so. Uhm. You first? Hey, if you are scared, we can go together. 'Cause maybe you need legs." She observed curiously. "Or maybe not. Maybe with your tail you will slide faster, which would be fun. Or.. oh look it's a poor man!" Felicis nonchalantly declared, pointing at Avery with an impish smile. "That's staring at us! How very rude!"

It was a nice day, Peter decided; Caius had been cooped up inside all day (and he'd been stuck in the hospital all day; a neighbor had agreed to watch the kid while he was at work), and they both needed to go enjoy some fresh air. Thus, the park.

Caius seemed very happy about it; he was running a lot. And since Peter was walking, it was rather strange to see; Caius running forward, then dashing back to walk with Peter for a bit, then running again.

He really needed to remember to tell his neighbor to not give Caius sugar again..

"Caius, don't-"

Too late. The little boy, who had been eagerly running ahead, and run full speed into someone.

((I figure that someone can be one of you guys xDD~ You can pick who!))

Ushered along by her new found half reptilian friend, Felicis stopped a good five feet away from the mysterious hobo with the box, the other substantia child and this 'doctor' guardian of his. An eyebrow arched when some of his possessions went flying, lazily scanning for anything remotely valuable she might be able to snatch up.

"Well!" The green haired little substantia began. "Now that we know you haven' been blessed with fortune or grace, tell us what you can do!" She demanded of Avery. She gave Caius an odd look a moment later and went to nudge Pomponeia gently. "He looks like us. Well, not at all like us, but you know. I told'ja we weren't that special..." She pulled on her braids, yet again. "Except for the cuteness." She added cheekily.

Selior, meanwhile, watched the scene with a muted sort of interest. In a daydreaming sort of way, he briefly wished the men were, in fact, a sort of kidnappers... of course, he wouldn't wish any harm on the children. Perhaps they could be sold into some market where they would eventually find a home with a desperate barren mother, and some time many years from now discover their Rastafarian guardian wasn't their biological parent.

A smile graced his wolfish features before, with a resentful sigh, he pushed himself up. He cracked his knuckles again and grinned impishly at Tezi. "I see a light to this whole parenting thing. Knocking creepy bums around when they get too close to my 'little princess.' Hey, GET AWAY FROM MY PUPP- KID!" He yelled, in his most intimidating voice.

Peter made yet another note to tell his neighbor 'no sugar', as Caius chirped out an apology, but didn't seem to want to stay still.

"Avery? Oh, I'm sorry about that...my neighbor let Caius have sugar," Peter seemed unaware of Avery's embaressment - or, in any case, was choosing to ignore it. More comfortable for them both, that way.

"Ah, yes - and you wouldn't have met him...Caius is my son."

Recent addition. Introducing him to people had been very strange.

Then he heard Selior yelling, and peered at the man; well, he supposed that Avery did look somewhat disreputable...which was strange, now that he thought about it. And why was he carrying that box around?

But, he stopped to greet the newcomers before continuing that line of thought; it would be rude not to. "Peter Swann," were the words he offered before shaking Tezi's hand, "This is Avery..."

Shifting his gaze to the man in question, he finally asked what he'd been wondering: "Why are you carrying that box with you?"

Caius, on the other hand, was happy to ignore the adults in favor of other kids. Maybe they'd want to play? His guardian was fun, but he was too slow...

"I'm Caius!"

The little boy didn't really notice or care about the fact that they all looked similar; it simply didn't matter to him. That also meant that he didn't realize they were all Substantia, but he wouldn't view that as important anyway: they were potential playmates and friends.

"Want to play?"

(( Place I usually spell check these things is down, so I can spell check it later. Anyway. If Seli is antagonizing too much feel free to let me know and I'll deal with him~))

"Actually," Felicis began, crossing her arms and arching an eyebrow at Caius. "We were playing before you crashed into the bum. But you know, you can play with us too." She informed matter of factly, giving Pomponeia a rather disturbed look. "What? Cute? Uh... okay? Anyway. We are cuter than him." She decided outloud, then took a step away from both the kids and toward Avery. To him, she smiled quite angelically and looked at his box. "I'll pretend you're graceful too if you let me see whats in your box?" She bartered as sweetly as she could.

Selior was quite perturbed. These sorts of things rarely presented the reactions he hoped for and so he walked quite slowly toward the gathering horde of people with a glare stained on his face. Gaia, he decided, was an awful place... far too many annoying characters stuck in their own ideals, worlds, powers, subquests, misinformed notions and too unbothered by the more simplistic reactions such as FEAR and DEATH and PREDATORS. Every now and then he just wanted to scare something and he was having to pick his marks much more carefully since coming to this world...

Ah, but where was he? Right, the little girl. She was bothering the hobo that would hopefully abduct her and sell her to previously mentioned barren mother, so he decided on the fly he could pretend Pomponeia was his. "Hey! You get away from my little princess, too!" He snapped at Caius. Hm, perhaps the little dark gray brat's father would get mad at him, now. Then the real fun could begin~.