http://shynotmeek.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] shynotmeek.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-07-07 12:07 am

There's No Place Like [Open]

This house was strange thing, stranger than any dwelling in Teyr. But it was livable, if overfull of humanity with their strange comings and goings.

She had the feeling that some of them did not trust her, and she found that logical, she didn't trust any of them entirely yet either.

Kali had found herself a quiet corner on the porch, tucked away from everyone else. It was strange, only a little while ago her biggest worry had been that Yana might knock another one of Brevo's teeth out in a brawl, and now...

Now there was a bronze dragon, and so many humans she barely knew, and no siblings. Strange how much they had irritated her at times, and yet now, bereft of their presence, she felt so much more alone than she would have otherwise on this giant ship far from home. She missed them, and there was no shame in that. She missed her mother and her father.

She would like very much to go home. And yet she was here, and her father would return, until then she must do her best to be brave. She must attempt to follow the instructions she had been given and make her father proud of her. That was her only option.

She looked out over the city, left hand resting against her right wrist, wondering if Eva would notice or care if she slipped away to climb one of those impressively tall buildings and if her father would consider that following the rules.
livestoannoy: (...Dude)

[personal profile] livestoannoy 2011-07-08 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
Marco stopped, narrowing his eyes slightly. He hadn't expected her to talk to him. He'd have preferred it if she hadn't, in fact. Trying to figure out whether or not Krisi was someone trustworthy or someone who was just stuck in the middle of Kang's palm wasn't something Marco particularly cared to figure out.

And besides - Kang had seemed okay at first as well. And that turned out real well, didn't it?

"Do you expect everyone you meet to instantly like you and beg to be your friend?" Marco countered, before continuing. Krisi might not beleive it, but he was going to answer her question honestly - if while also leaving a lot out at the same time. "I don't know you. I don't know who's side your own or your agenda, and I sure as hell don't know whether you're at all trustworthy. And maybe you like living under the same roof as strangers, but I don't."
livestoannoy: (Why yes I'm going to be sarcastic)

[personal profile] livestoannoy 2011-07-08 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
"That makes two of us," Marco said dryly. "But one of the most dangerous people I've met on this ship was a little twelve year old girl. Age isn't exactly a good indicator around here. And you're the one who wanted a reason - you got one. Don't blame me for the fact that you decided that moving in with a bunch of strangers was a good idea."

He watched her movements, noting the fact that she was getting into a better defensive position. She was smart for assuming that someone she didn't know might be a threat - but maybe not so smart for staying at Cassie's house in the first place. If Marco hadn't had Ax when he'd woken up? No way would he have stayed with anyone, no matter who they claimed to know.

"You want to leave? Go ahead. I'm not keeping you here. But as long as you are here? I'll stay out of your way, as long as you stay out of mine," he said, moving to open the front door - he wasn't exactly in the mood to stick around and chat.
livestoannoy: (Sorry?)

[personal profile] livestoannoy 2011-07-09 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
Marco stopped, hand already on the door handle, and sighed. "You don't know the things your uncle has done on this ship," he said quietly. "I have plenty of reasons to not like him. I don't know why my Mom was willing to forgive and forget, but I'm not her."

He ran his fingers through his hair, looking maybe just a little bit guilty. His Mom would probably kill him right now. "Look, I'm sorry. I don't like you being here, yeah. But this isn't my house, you know? Your staying here isn't my call. And I told you, I won't get in your way. Short of you going psycho on us for some reason, I'm not going to hurt you. Okay? So...I don't know. Do whatever."

Shooting her one last look, Marco opened the front door and walked inside.