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Snazzy Trinket
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Apr 26, 2010
- Location
- Sanfransisco/ Stockton Ca
October stared down the steps his jaw clenched in irritation as he ran over the different formalities that needed to be covered for the night’s proceedings. They where planning on flying flags tonight and in truth, it didn’t seem like much were sorted out. He didn’t even know who was attending, they didn’t have a flight pattern mapped out and he didn’t know where his partner was. All he had was an address a bunch of supplies and growing hole in the very pit of him that said quite clearly that this wasn’t going to go well.
"Where in the fuck is he?" He questioned as he looked around the dusking streets finally noticing how long he had been sitting on that stoop. HIs mind clicked back to the event at hand and an exasperated sigh forced its way passed his lips as he stood “Sitting here isn’t gong to find him.” He spoke out to himself before he carefully gathered his things and started down the street heading to The House. If he wasn’t there October was going to drop his role in this all tougher. The risk of playing search and fallow with the supplies he was lugging around was out right stupid being caught with the contraband would lead to nothing good.
His eyes dulled a bit as he made his way down the street trying his best to put on a nonchalant demeanor as he passed numerous blurred out faces that cluttered the street. It made uncomfortable to be up and about at this time of day, there were too many people out during this time. To many chances for trouble or confrontation, it just sat him on edge.
He rounded the corner and came to a large home sitting at the very end of the street and started up a stoop of a large two story house. The building was an odd yellow color and it seemed to be decaying a bit on the outside. The metal railing on the stairs was covered with a worn white paint that was chipped in many areas and showed the rusted black that laid underneath.
There was a cracked window on the right side, but that could only be seen because it was the only one with out sun wilted shutters slammed shut over it. The over hang seemed to be damaged by sun, water and time and it pulled together the scene of the unkempt home. But what was truly odd about the home was the garden. It was flourishing with roses of all sorts of color that swirled in the moonlight giving a rather awkward appearance to the house. He quickly rang the door bell a red light clicking on and blinking in the window signaling that someone was there. Soon after the door opened a slender red headed female answered the door with a wide smile on her face. "O!" she exclaimed in a muddled voice as she spread her tattooed arms out to wrap around the young male.
October smiled and laughed a bit as he hugged her back but didn't say anything till he pulled away and began to sign to her while speaking out loud out of habit. "How are you love?" His hands matched the segments of speech. "Is K-a-d-i-n Here?"
"Mmm?" The girl mumbled with a frown as she thought, her lips coming together in a line, she looked back in to the house for a moment before she answered. “He was here a while Ago; I don’t know where he is right now though. Come in.”
She did her best to properly pronounce what she meant to say before sighing and looking to Akabane and signing the words along side of her speech. "Talk to Ex" she said as she lead them down the hall. He let out another sigh as he kicked of his shoes and stepped in on to the wilting wooden floor fallowing behind the girl. Her name was Technically Samantha, but she went by Splinter for multiple reasons. She was one of the crew that had been around since his had Haden started back when they were around 13. She had been rendered deft when she was 5 bye the air raid systems that were blasted though her sector during a government warranted raid , the cause of the search: false accusations of illegal importing of food and supplies to a restrictive section. 20 people killed, many more injured- results of incriminating evidence: Zero.
Splinter could hear about 5% of sounds and tones but having her hearing in her younger years allowed her broken speech and the ability to read lips. It was easy enough to communicates with her, you just had to make sure you spoke clearly and that she could see your mouth when you were talking, and to get her attention you just had to tap her shoulder or stomp a foot, which is why people didn’t ware shoes in the house.
As he entered his eyes set on a white cat curled up on the side table. He smiled and scooped her up before he continued down the hall. Its blue eyes seemed to seep with annoyances as he perched it high in the air with a smile. “Bitch” He cackled, quickly putting the squirming cat in to the fold of his arm and it slowly relaxed as he started to pet it.
"So where is Ex? I owe him a busted lip.” He stated playfully, though he knew Splinter my not here most of it, if any. “He gave me something the other day and it had me completely laid out the entire day, I could hardly think. I wouldn’t have minded if he would have giving me some form of heads up before he sent me on a spiral. I don’t like when he does shit like that, it’s underhanded, shows a very bad side of him.”
"I can here you, you know?" a voice called from above them. October looked up to see a long haired man suspended from the high ceiling, the second story, his grin spread ear to ear as he a spray can in his hand.
"I speak only the truth my friend." Akabane said with annoyance, though the smile hadn’t left his face.
"Ahh, you have always been one for that." He called down to the two. "What brings you?"
"I’m looking for Karen, it seems the fucker has either excluded me from a set in or bailed on me. Either way, I want to know why."
“The rally was canceled because the press conference was postponed. No one told you that?" Ex said nodding upside down "Jenny said she’d stop by and tell you."
October cursed "No, no one told me. Why the hell would you send Jenny anyway? "
"I see... well you know now right?"
October just stared blankly up at the male not finding the response worthily of another.
“Sorry bout that. Next time yeah?"
"Whatever" October stated as he watched Ex wing his way over to the banister jumping from the rope he was hanging from and landing on the top stair and he quickly scampered down the stairs with a smile and quickly walked past them to the living room of the old hose taking his seat. "Hey don’t get mad at me, I wasn’t involved with that thing. Haden is around here somewhere. Come sit down and relax for a bit, you seem… well…annoyed.” He stated seeming as though he gave it little to no thought.
October followed him in to the room, sitting across from him with cat still purring in his arms.
"Yeah." Ex answered with a nod. "So."
October smirked at the expression that set its way over Ex’s face, knowing very well the other was about to change conversation.
"Did it taste like cherries?"
Despite his frustrations he laughed instantly understanding what he meant. "Oh yes my friend, but next time, tell me what the hell it is. Swear for a second there was I fell in to oblivion. Oh no! You’re flourishing orange!" He mocked.
"Ah, but did it help."
He chuckled with a nod before taking the time to think about what he wished to say. He had not noticed that Splinter had come up to him and remove the cat, who seemed rather displeased with the act, from his lap and took a seat next to her love and began to watch Akabane closely as if she didn't want to miss what he was going to say. A light smile graced her lips.
"Yes, but still must confess. It was indeed alarming with the walls began to tremble under the weight of gravity... But still... I let my hand slowly smear monochromatic color across the led covering of the wilting barriers that disassociate me to the outside"
He stopped for a second and thought again, he hadn't forgotten that there were others in the room with them and would probably be lost in the conversation but he assumed that they would grasp the idea that he was talking about a trip of his.
"I don't remember most of the night really, I know I spent most of it in the room with Sally, and she wasn't much help being so loaded. I remember that my eyes drew to the large clicking clock hanging on the mantel; the face taunted me while its hands moved counter to the ways of time and I couldn't seem to make out the large digital numbers that were displayed. But they dripped with an irony that agitated me to the point that I simply wished to kill time and every thing that it involved. But I quickly shook that idea out of my mind and I began to step in rhythms of eight, figuring I would much rather beat the damn thing the sully my hands with something so: One... Two... Three... Four... Five... Six... Seven... Eight..."
October snapped his fingers in time to his word and the few listeners gave a chuckle to the puns that flowed throughout his story. That was one thing that October was good at, getting peoples attention and having them understand what he was trying to say no matter how… odd… the meaning was.
"I couldn't tell you whether it was day or... dusk?... not night I am sure... because if it were night then it would be oh to obvious. You see, my mouth was agape and if it were night then the shadows would have dripped down my throat like a swig of tar, and coated my stomach with black sharpie."
His expression quickly changed in to a false panic and he tensed his body.
"'Oh no!' I exclaimed, there I went, spilling coffee all over the perfect white tiles of my kitchen. Well, not quite perfect, they are previously stained with the coffee of two weeks ago-" He stopped to sort out his thoughts again "next Tuesday." and waved the idea off "Sally brought something up that I couldn't quite answer because I was distracted by something ‘I can't quite remember.’"
October tensed again "'Oh-please- please don't bother me with that!’ I waved her off again -like I always do- ‘I'm drinking my coffee and if it doesn't reach my stomach soon the tar will harden and god knows what will happen. I poured the steamy substance into my favorite cup.
-‘Damn it! Pay attention!’-
A voice echoed in my eyes as my ears caught the sight of coffee slashing on the tile as it did tomorrow and the day before yesterday as well.
'How much?' I asked in confusion only to get a shake of the head from my comrade as she once again began to scrub the tile. I didn’t catch what she mumbled to me, that I will admit, for my attention was dedicated to my mug that sat on the table across the room.
It's interesting, when the world begins to melt...the colors bleed and my coffee mug turns to a puddle and slowly eats its way through the table." His words slowly died down and stared out with a slight smirk parting his lips and the room went quite for a second as the others took time to process all that he had said. The odd thing was, they seemed to be having a normal conversation, and the other two actually seemed to understand what he had meant by the entire thing. No word went unanalyzed as the room stayed quite for a long while.
