Skybreaker

[Skybreaker] Unlucky Ones [Faded Memory]

Parasol laying on her lap, Momoko tried to stuff her face as politely as she could. Or, rather without looking like a total dog. Oh, wait, she was sitting on the same table as one. Though she would never admit it, bratty as she was, she was grateful she didn't have to clean the entire tub by herself. Looking at her reflection in the bowl of soup, the kurakasa shrugged and downed it all in a single gulp, tongue heating up uncomfortably.

"Hm, not so much of a soup sipper anymore, are you? No, more of a soup swallower." Kira mused, pointing accusingly at the white-haired maid with her fork. "Uh, huh-" Sakuya growled, causing the kitchen worker to pause, just enough time to chime ever so eloquently, "Shut it and enjoy your meal." With a smile feigning innocence, the girl nodded. "Okay, okay."

"So," Haruo murmured, face relaxed and calm without a trace of a smile, "The uh, kitsune. What are your thoughts on this? Isn't finding a wounded animal a bad omen?" Kira giggled. "You don't honestly believe that bull- ow!" Sakuya, not even bothering to make eye contact, had swiftly kicked her leg from under the table. She wouldn't be getting a bruise, but scowled and rubbed her leg irately.

"Hm... I don't think any of us are really happy about having some random youkai in our home, but everything'll turn out okay. The only thing that worries me is, where will it go when it gets better? Obviously if there is a clan of kitsune in the area, they'll leave when the sense us. And if they haven't done that yet, it's only a matter of time..." Nanasuke offered, crossing his arms and smiling softly, as he always did. His eyes were closed and a shrimp tail was in between his lips. Then he opened his eyes, one red and the other green. Sooty grey hair complimented it fine.

"Who cares?" Momoko began gulping another bowl of soup, only to have Kira smack her on the back with a mindless grin. The lazy youkai began coughing and sputtering, finally sneezing with enough force to knock her chair backwards and her head slamming onto he ground. With a startled gasp, Haruo rushed to her side and extended a hand. Mildly touched, Momoko grasped his with hers. "You are so utterly without tact, Kira." He then gave her arm a rough tug, causing her to squeal and skid, her back hitting the rough wall.

Hair tousled only a bit, parasol inches away, and lying in a heap on the ground, Momoko grabbed her medium and muttered miserably, "I hate you." Kira and Haruo high-fives, chuckling mischeivously. The kurakasa then stood up, icy eyes storming. She pointed her parasol, and spun it once, causing a cold draft to rush into the room. Then, she was about to open it, and, realizing her impending doom, Kira let loose a blood curling scream that didn't carry much farther than the servant's quarters. That is, until Sakuya stood up, chair falling to the side, and roared. His tail lashed out behind him furiously, forking at the end.

Abruptly, he grabbed the pot of soup and tossed it at the three, the pot hitting Haruo square on the head, and its contents spilling out on all three of them, and a little on whoever was close by. Quickly covering her parasol with her body, Momoko was able to circumvent her treasure from being ruined. "Dinner's over. Clean this mess up." Sakuya hissed before sulking out of the room. So dramatic.

The two kitchen workers whispered and laughed quietly to themselves, using their napkins to wipe soup off the floor. Wallowing in her despair, hunched over, and tears streaming down her face, Momoko tried to do the same. She was so humiliated. That is, until the chauffer leaned down to help her. "Don't wipe back and forth. Either in one direction, or in circles, okay?" He offered with a smile, though he was tired himself from cleaning the windows. Though Sakuya and Ryuu promised to help, no sooner than they started, had they both run off on him! But some things you just had to stand.

[tenebrae16] Ditto Rouleaux [Skybreaker]

Okay, will try to reply in the meantime.

[Skybreaker] Lumières Caelum [tenebrae16]

Ferrum doesn't seem to like Charon much, but we all pretty much know he's getting it on with him backstage. And we can't afford to lose any more stars! Not after our resident nut case was, uhm... voted out.

[Skybreaker] Envieux [Level_5]

Night by Elie Wiesel and Farewell to Manzanar by Jeanne Wakatsuki Houston. Both about WWII.

[Skybreaker] Envieux [Level_5]

Hey, no problem. I was busy with summer reads anyways. XD

[tenebrae16] Ditto Rouleaux [Skybreaker]

It rings a bell haha...

[Skybreaker] Lumières Caelum [tenebrae16]

At Ferrum's comment, December giggled silently and rolled her eyes. Ah, how good it was that her lungs were inflated again. True, she still had several bruises, but those were of her lowest priority. If only getting rid of all your problems was as easy as voting them away. Sure, she didn't think that any guardian dragons had been alive, but she had learned to think outside the box. After all, she could see the future.

The two strangers, meanwhile, kept to themselves. The pink dragon's tears slowly dwindled. Had his kind really been wiped out? "But... you can't eradicate an entire race!" This earned him hateful glares, from hydra and dragon. "Don't you know anything? What about the shadow dragons? Or the storm dragons? Or even the poison dragons, huh?" December nudged Noire, reminding her that she was once a storm dragon. Lucian buried his head in his knees brokenly. The first thing he could remember was...

"Well, guardian dragons aren't like other dragons." Halley bragged snobbishly. "We can't be killed out, no matter what. It's called perseverance." Noire scoffed. "It's called being an idiot. I don't know who you two are, but you're pretty much in the same boat as all of us being the last of our kind, and all." Sila hummed in agreement. "Look around you, these are the last dragons on earth." Forte interjected, "I'm not a dragon!"

Rolling her eyes, Terra demanded, "And what's so bad about being a dragon, anyways? Why'd you have to want more power?" And then there was a whooshing sound. It was most of their friendship points swirling down the drain. There was silence, and Terra realized she had gone too far when December started crying. "Some of us... didn't have a choice!" She hissed angrily. Noire patted her back softly. "I can't expect someone like yo to understand."

Skylark, feeling the sudden tension in the air, decided to try and dispell it. "What do you mean? Isn't there always a choice?" He asked, ignoring the talk about a game. Noire looked at him strangely, but she too wanted to hear December's answer. "Yeah, there was. I saw my future as a dragon and found death. The storm dragons were being-" She was hushed by Noire, but hept her lips in a hard line.

Skylark, realizing that he wasn't meant to ask, felt guilty. "Ducky ducky goose?" Sila tried to ask without sounding condescending or mean. Still, she wasn't used to kids. She thought she would never see a baby dragon again, but she did, and he was half hydra... Then, surprising most people, Forte chuckled. "Alright, I'll play Simon says. I got nothing better to do than to lounge around and overheat in my armor. Closing his eyes, the Hydra's armor disappeared, though a new runic pattern was etched on his arms and legs. "I wanna play too!" Skylark, a more appropriate candidate, agreed.

Noire pouted. No way was she going to play some kiddy game! "Do you guys know how to play truth or dare?" Sila scoffed. "Are you quite serious?" December, having calmed down, smiled. "I'll play with you." Noire grinned. "Alright, though, but no being a coward. You can't pick anything hut dare." Terra rolled her eyes. "Then isn't it just dare?" December shrugged.

[Skybreaker] Lumières Caelum [tenebrae16]

I hope he finds a secret immunity idol, then.

[tenebrae16] Ditto Rouleaux [Skybreaker]

Yay! Chime.

[tenebrae16] Ditto Rouleaux [Skybreaker]

He he what name? XD