X came in a bit frazzle to say the least, since she now had a ghost and his living twin brother living in her house. The two had apparently decided they liked the old manor and wanted to stay there for as long as possible. Okay, X can handle that... well maybe after a few drinks she could.
She looked around the HQ, hearing someone, but not really seeing anyone. Breakfast? The smell of food took her too the kitchen, and once she reached the door way, she leaned on the frame and peered in.
"Good, living people."
Angie came into HQ in her customary way -- you know, jumping over cracks, nearly slamming into the front door, running in screaming once she stepped down onto a crack to avoid the swinging door. The usual.
After catching her breath, the 'Taco Fairy' looked around HQ, steadying her bag on her shoulder. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a certain Fa'e.. "Solo, right?" She beamed, kneeling down to look more evenly at him. "And, and, it's Burrito Fairy! I mean X," she said, hurriedly correcting herself, and waved frantically at the other girl.
Aylee stopped stirring the... well could it even be called chop suey any more? Probably not, after all the molasses she put into it. Nevertheless people often agreed it was good, if a little sweet.
She looked up at the girl who was staring intently at the food she made, "Living... people? huh?" Well, yes, she was living... But was there any other kind?
Solo looked at Angie as she came in. It was the girl who had let him read that book before. His eyes brightened in the hopes that she would once again have it, when he heard the faint pop and felt himself pelted with a small amount of sand. He looked at this third person. He tilted his head to the side and stared at her for a while, wondering just how she had materialized.
X twitched as TF called her a 'burrito fairy' again, she was not a ******** burrito fairy, but she calmed down once she corrected herself without prompting.
Hearing what the girl in the kitchen had said, X nodded and groaned slightly, shivering at last night's memory.
"Yes living, as in not dead... You'll understand what I mean if you meet Devon."
As if on cue, a man about X's appeared age pushed himself in through the front door, his eye scanning for her, but this time she had turned enough to wave and catch his attention. With a nod, he began to close the distance between them, stepping over Solo in the meantime.
"Devon's here too."
"What are yall doing here anyways?"
"We followed you."
His tone was blunt and as if he were stating the obvious.
Aylee blinked at the girl again, staying silent. Dead? Well, that would mean ghosts. Souls that had never been claimed for reincarnation. Humm... Well, it wasn't too important, really. She looked down at the chop suey and started stirring it again, slightly confused but nevertheless insistent upon not burning the food.
Solo on the other hand was slightly miffed. Not only had he been splattered with sand, but this person had just stepped over him, as if he weren't there! He glared at the person as they walked towards some girl, another he had never seen before. Too many strange people!
Shaking his head he looked back up at Angie. What was she spurting out about wishes? And who was the creepy girl who had somehow appeared? He wasn't hurt, but...
Aylee could also hear the words of Angie. Loud, most obviously. She set her stirring spoon down and moved to where she could see the girl, "Hey Angie, want some chop suey?"
"But why'd you follow me here? Couldn't you find something to do at the house?"
Sighing softly, X looked up at him in confusion and slight annoyance, she didn't mind Nathan, but Devon seemed to have some sort of hatred going on for her already, and he made her cold. X put her hands on Nathan's waist and directed him to the nearest chair, lightly pushing him down on it. There, now she didn't feel as short. As she opened her mouth to speak, the heartbeat started in her head again and she got cold once more, causing her to shudder.
"Don't forget about me, and keep your hands off him!"
Figuring his surprise was broken anyways, he might as well speak openly and scare other people. Though Devon couldn't be seen, his voice was angered and loud enough to be heard accross the room.
Nathan just shrugged and ignored his dead brother, it was his fault things were like this anyways.
"We were bored."
Angie blinked at Aylee, still clinging to Chiri's arm. "..chop suey? Whazzat?" Deciding to go investigate, she slid her bag off her arm, setting it down in front of Solo. "If you wanna read, my book's in there," she grinned, pointing to the visible lump in her bag. Though just as she was going to follow Aylee back into the kitchen, she heard a voice...of a person who wasn't there..?
Looking around confusedly, she wandered over to X (completely forgetting about chop suey in the meantime, might I add), sheepishly hanging around close to her. "What..do you know what that was..?"
Aylee jumped slightly as she heard the voice, and looked around a bit confusedly. It was definitely a male voice, but she could only see two males in the room, Solo and that boy who the girl Angie called 'X' was with. She shut off the burner and followed Angie over to where they were located, then glanced around, "Uhhhm... I have to ask excatly what Angie did. What the bloody hell was that?"
Solo, too, had heard the voice, but he was less concerned with it. He grabbed Angie's bag and pulled the book out. It was heavier than he had last remembered, but it did have over three hundred pages... Now where had he left off?
"That... was--"
X had been cut off again by Devon, and was beginning to become a bit irritated.
"Me."
Angie and Aylee would feel a dead cold envelope them as long as Devon was near, along with a faint, erratic, yet constant heartbeat in the back of their heads.
"That would be my dead brother Devon."
Nathan was calm and quick to explain in his bored voice, crossing one leg over the other as he leaned back in his chair and watched the firey looking boy with his eye.
"Yeah, what he said."
Angie blinked, then clung to Aylee, blubbering madly. "NoooIdon'tlikethedeadandthevoicesmakeitstopmakeitstooop.."
Aylee blinked and tilted her head to the side. Dead, eh? So that was what the girl had been talking about. She shook her head slightly, trying to rid herself of the obnoxious beating noise, but soon stopped, not only realizing that it wasn't going to stop, but that Angie was clinging furiously to her arm. She glanced at the girl and smiled, "Don't worry. It'll be all right." The dead didn't particularly bother her, but... Well, either way it didn't matter. This kid Devon was near, and there was probably nothing they could do. Either way this kid Devon didn't sound to pleased at the moment.
Solo flipped through the book, glancing at the stories. He'd already read so many of them. Some were worth reading over, but right now he just wanted to read something new. Finally he came to a part that he hadn't yet read and starting scanning the pages.
"Meh.." Angie shook her head and slowly pried herself off of Aylee's arm, steadying herself before attempting to 'see' what exactly was freaking her out so much. As she stared in one spot in particular, her eyes went out of focus and widened almost ridiculously, making her look quite odd. Trying to maintain this form of sight, she twisted her head around a bit to try to see Devon, and shrieked and jumped back once she realised that her 'technique' had actually worked for once. "You..you're mean," she stuttered, waving a finger in the spot where she had sworn she had seen the ghost.
<She seems to be afraid of me, should I have fun with her?>
Devon spoke into X's mind while he continued to pass around the other two women, making a slight chill breeze spin around them.
X's eyes went wide with Angie's sudden freak out, causing her to back up and almost trip into Nathan's lap in the process, but Nathan's hand had already reached out and steadied her by the arm. Yes, warmth, she liked that Nathan didn't make her feel like she was inches within death.
"No Devon, as much fun as you think it may be, I don't think--"
"Don't touch him!"
The voice interrupted her speaking again as he saw Nathan's hand on X's wrist.
This was the last straw for X, she had put up with enough of his possessive bitchings, shaking Nathan's hand from her wrist, X moved in the direction of the cold, the heartbeat getting louder in her head. She didn't care, and when she spoke, her voice was scarily calm yet stern, and her eyes were definately not their normal purple, instead they glowed an angry black.
"No you listen here Devon, I'm giving you a home to live in and food for your brother. I am not trying to steal him from you, I'm married, taken, not available, and therefore... not interested in him like that. So quit flipping out each time I talk to him or we get near each other, save yourself the worrying."
And through all of this, Nathan merely glanced up once as X shook his hand off, shrugging, and then returning his attention back on the firey kid.
Biting her lip, Angie backed up a little, then turned around and ran back to Solo. "'Ey, kidlet, mind if I join you?" She forced a smile, trying to shake the feeling of..you know..dead people. She didn't like dead people much. They bothered too much already.
Solo looked up at the girl who was speaking to him. It was the weird girl again. What did she want this time? Shrugging, he held up the book. It was a collection of fantasy stories that Angie had let him see, but he hadn't managed to get through all of it the last time they met.
Aylee blinked at X as she stalked towards something she couldn't see. The dead kid obviously had an attitude problem, but his brother seemed like the dead one. So far he hadn't shown any sort of emotion that she could see. Aylee gave a slightly frustrated sigh and looked back at the stove. Her chop suey was getting cold, and she figured Solo was hungry...
But... Well, somehow all of this was intriguing.
Solo perked up as he heard Angie's voice. He shrugged slightly at her question. He didn't care too much.
Shutting her eyes in slight relief, she flopped down on a nearby beanbag chair, rolling onto her side and curling up into a ball. She was the Taco Fairy, invincible! Yet defeated. By a dead dude. A mean dead dude, she thought, angrily. If she could see him, she would..do really bad happy stuff and make him go away. Yeah! Wait, that makes no sense. Nothing really makes sense, she thought dully, rolling onto her back and stretching a little. She peered over at Solo and the book, sitting up again. "What page're you on?"
Devon blinked, in shock that a living girl would stand up to him, he even looked down to her left hand, seeing the ring and confirming her comments. She really had just been helping them?
"Hmph. Just don't try any funny business or else I'--"
This time he was cut off, but not by X, by his brother's calm and soloum voice. Nathan's attention had finally turned back to his brother and X.
"Devon, don't take it out on her, and I trust her so you should try to. Remember, I told you I'm the blame for this."
X just blinked back at Nathan, who had finally spoken up, and for her for some odd reason, now she was even more confused.
Solo watched as Angie sat down, then showed shrugged again, "223," he said. He was still skipping around a lot, but that was the page he was on. Solo glanced at Chiri. He was sick of people telling him he was smart. Who cared anymore? Aylee said he had to put up with it, though. And now another person had come in! He wondered vaguely if there had ever been so many people in the building that they couldn't move around anymore.
Aylee glanced at Nathan as he spoke. He reminded her of a character from a story she and a friend once wrote. They had the same name, too. Perhaps the only difference was that the Nathan in the story was insane and being manipulated by his equally insane girlfriend. Thank god they had created Eric.
Shaking her head to rid herself of random thoughts, she started moving towards the coldness. She soon had isolated the general area where the dead boy, Devon, was located. She flitted around him (or as much as a person without wings can flit), her head tilted to the side. Finally she said, "It's odd how the dead work, isn't it?" Alright, so the statement didn't make much sense. But either way.
'Why isn't this girl afraid of me? Living people are supposed to be scared of ghosts right?' Devon thought to himself as the girl surrounded him it seemed. He could just phase right through her if he wanted, but that would mean he was running away, and he wasn't a ******** coward.
"How would you know? You've never been dead."
The voice was curt and spiteful, forgetting for the moment that Nathan was indeed with hearing range.
Nathan's head tilted down as he brought his right hand up to his sewn eye, now 'healed', running his fingertips over the metal thread silently. It had been his fault, he had killed his brother... his twin, and it was his fault that Devon is as he is now.
Devon's tone suddenly changed to a more happy go lucky tone after he noticed Nathan's motions.
"I mean... uh, it's not that bad really, since you get to phase through objects and scare people..."
Angie grinned. "That's a good story.. I think," she blinked, leaning back into the cushion and peering around the room. She noticed Aylee who was probably talking with..the..dead dude.. "Uh, I'm gonna go check on the chop suey," she called, prying herself out of the chair and scurrying into the kitchen.
Aylee blinked and stopped moving, staring at the general space where the voice had come from. The boy's mood seemed to have changed quickly. Interesting. He reminded her a bit of Solo, whose personality seemed to be getting darker every day. "Hmmm? Well, I assume it would be interesting. Never said it was wonderful though. Just that it's odd how the dead work." She gave a one shouldered shrug. She liked this kid.
Solo watched as the other girl retreated. Hummm... He hadn't even learned her name. She seemed to be scared of him or something. No, scared wasn't right. Embarrassed? Maybe, but still not accurate. He couldn't think of a better word, however, as his vocabulary still wasn't great.
Then Angie got up and left. Were they all bothered by him or something? Well, it didn't matter. It gave him more time to read. With that, he turned back to his story.
X watched Nathan's reaction and frowned slightly, eye for an eye she assumed. Carefully reaching out, she wrapped her hand around his and pulled it away from his sewn eye, giving it a light squeeze in comfort.
This girl was being friendly to a ghost... weird.
"Interesting is an understatement, but it's fun I guess... It can't be changed."
Nathan gave X a curious look as she grabbed his hand, but it did make him feel better for the moment, but it didn't change the fact that he had killed the closest thing to him.
Aylee stared at the ceiling and shifted from foot to foot, "Well I think it's interesting. Wish I could see you though." She stopped moving and watched X and Nathan, "Humm... I wish I knew what it was like... Meh..."
She shrugged again and started shifted from foot to foot again, "Meh." She glanced at the empty space again where she assumed the ghost was, "Sooo... I know it's probably really really personal and you'll probably hate me for asking, but... Uhhhm.... I'm really really curious... Uhm... Why are you dead?" She blinked at the empty space, prepared to probably be snapped at.
Solo stood and picked up his book. He glanced back up at the man who was... Doing something to the thing he was holding. It looked like he was taking it apart? But why? Solo approached him, curious as to what it was exactly that he was playing with.
"It's not something to wish for..."
He chuckled in attempts to ease the moment, but abruptly stops when he hears her next question, trying to figure out how to answer.
"I shot him."
Nathan interrupted the two's conversation, in attempts to save his brother the akwardness of explaining his death.
"Not on purpose, but it still happened."
X just watched silently, not sure of what to say.
Aylee blinked. That wasn't something she had been expecting. She looked at Nathan and tried to think of something to say. Finally she said, "Sorry. I really shouldn't have asked." He cheeks were red, embarrassed that she had asked them something with an answer like that. She moved her hands behind her back and shifted from foot to foot again, at a loss of anything else to say. She didn't want to make herself an idiot or ask anything like that again.
"Don't worry about asking that... It's a common question, and we're just not a common answer I guess..."
Devon's voice seemed as though it was covering up some type of hidden pain, no matter how happy it seemed.
"I think that it is time to go, if you will excuse us?"
And with that, Nathan stood up off the chair, and after nodding briefly to X, he left out the door, the cold feeling and heartbeat slowly leaving those around them.
Bye...!
Aylee watched after the man as she felt the cold feeling leave and no longer heard the heart beat in her head. She blinked and turned to X, "Sorry, I... Didn't mean to.... uhm..." She blushed and stared at her feet.
Don't feel bad, they just outright told me this morning... I wake up, and hear their life stories... very freaking and depressing... I'm still getting used to them myself."
X gave Aylee a smile and a slight shrug of her shoulders as she watched them leave, or rather, she watched Nathan leave.
"Hey, at least we're not cold anymore..."
Aylee shrugged, "Mmh... I didn't really mind the cold. They're very interesting, though." She glanced at X, "I envy you." She suddenly realized that she and the girl standing next to her hadn't been properly introduced, "Oh! Sorry, I forgot! My name is Aylee, nice to meet you." She smiled and held out her hand.
Solo took the card and watched the man leave. He couldn't wait! He wanted the glitchen now. Well, a week wouldn't be too long now, would it? He glanced around for Aylee and saw her talking to a woman he had seen earlier.
"You envy me? But why...?"
X was positively confused as to why she was being envied, this girl was the gaurdian of a Fa'e, while she had just taken on a man and his dead brother. Reaching out and shaking the girls hand, she also introduced herself.
"I'm X... pleasure to meet you, but I must be going, make sure those two don't destroy my house."
And with that, X waved goodbye and disappeared outside of the door.
Aylee nodded at X as she left. In fact, she and Solo needed to be leaving as well, it was getting fairly late. She moved over to Solo's location and took the small card from him, "What's this?" she looked it over, "Moorgahaine? Hrrm..." She looked down at the small fa'e and then reached down and picked him up, "C'mon, lets go home." She and the small fa'e left the HQ for the night, but would probably return tomorrow. Aylee wanted to talk to some of those people some more, again.
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