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In Invincible → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Zoe Flores, Christoph Tanner & Aira Rivera


Location: Rivera Family Home (West Vancouver; Canada).
Interacting With: Each Other.



Chris pulled into the driveway with his station wagon, trying not to think about how his hand-me-down car looked parked at a house this nice, or how awkward he felt moving in with a woman he had just met yesterday. Besides, technically this was squatting, which didn't make him feel any better. Maybe he should suggest they move into his house instead. It wasn't as nice, but it felt more morally defensible, plus he wasn't sure he wanted to leave his studio behind.

Deciding that was exactly what he would bring up, he got out of his car, locking it behind him on instinct. For a moment he just stood there, unsure on how to proceed, and if just knocking on the door was the way to go.

The black dress shirt she'd found in one of the draws now helping to cover her body, as much as it could anyway, Zoe ran her hand back through her hair. The other lifting, joining the first as she gathered it all up. Tying it back in a messy bun on the top of her head. It felt... strange. Walking around on two feet during the day again when she had spent so long on all fours, twitching her nose, and being bombarded with carrots and lettuce.

Honestly, it made her never want to see another salad again...

Closing the gap between herself and the kitchen bench - the groceries had finally been both ordered and delivered - she began to go through the bags one by one. Putting it all away where it belonged. Just another thing she could cross off her never-ending list of things she needed to do...

Deciding to just go back the way he had went in last night, Chris found that the door hadn't even been closed. He also found Zoe standing in front of an open cupboard wearing nothing but a dress shirt.

"Somehow, wearing more clothes has made you seem less dressed. Also, impossibly, hotter."

Chuckling softly as the voice that was quickly becoming very familiar to her filled the room, Zoe smiled. Glancing back over her shoulder at him as she continued to put the groceries away, "Oh really..? Just you wait till I get my hands on my riding leathers or heels..."

"I've never really been one for leather, but on you?" He let his voice trail off at the end of the question, coming fully inside at last. "I would offer to help put things up, but I don't know where anything goes here."

"I've just been putting it where I think it goes... what makes sense."

"Fair enough I suppose. We can always fix it later." Chris grabbed a bag and found some space for the contents, making sure to take time to admire his... whatever she was at the moment. He was going to let that question sit for a while longer, worried he'd ruin the mood with a serious discussion.

"So I brought all the important stuff over, but I was thinking on the way back that it's a real shame to have to leave my family's home behind, and my studio."

She paused. Hesitating a moment before she finished what she was doing. Putting the packet of pasta away in the cupboard before turning to face him. Chewing on her lip as she fell against the counter; her hip resting against it, "..so what do you want to do..?"

"I... hadn't actually planned any farther than bringing it up." Chris looked over at her and found he couldn't quite decipher the look she was giving him.

"Probably not my best idea, forget I said anything, I can live with it, and I don't want to uproot the two of you."

"I can go anywhere; I prove that just by being here. I live in Barcelona. So it's not to much uprooting me; it's Aira..."

"Then we'll ask her, but it can wait a few days. She's already going to have a lot to process at the moment." Chris put the last of his bag into the cupboard, then turned to face Zoe. "Speaking of Aria, has the little one woken yet?"

Nodding her head lightly, Zoe turned back to the bag of groceries that she was unpacking, "She woke up not long after you left... I ran her a bath and we spoke- she's still calling me Athena... and now she's in her room drawing again..."

"Do you want me to go keep her company?"

"That would be helpful... yeah... I'll come join you guys once I'm done here."

Nodding, Chris spared one last look at Zoe before heading down the hall towards Aira's room, glad he had learned her name at last. Coming to the door he remembered, he knocked softly.

The pencil coming to a stop on the page at the sound of knocking, Aira twisted her body slightly. Sitting on the floor with her legs to one side as she stared at the door, waiting to see who was there.

When he didn't get an answer, Chris eased open the door, ready to close it again if he had to.

"Aira, are you there? My name is Chris. I'm a... friend of Zoe. I mean, Athena" Remember what Zoe had said about Aira, he decided to correct himself to make things easier.

Staring up at the man standing in her doorway, her still wet hair pulled back in a braid, Aira twisted where she sat. Her legs swinging around until she was able to cross them underneath her, "..your the man from my pictures..."

"From your pictures? You mean when I painted with you last night?"

Shaking her head lightly in response, Aira tore her gaze away from the man, instead looking around her at all the pictures she'd drawn in the last few weeks. Littered about the room making it more of a mess than it used to be. Pushing some of them aside, looking at each of them until she found the one that she'd been looking for, she stood up. Her braid bouncing lightly over her back as she closed the gap between them; the picture held out towards him. One that showed the two of them standing in front of a wall painting together, much like they had done the night before.

"That's... me and you, last night." Chris gently took the offered paper, actually impressed by the girl's skill, even as he wondered at what her ability was making her draw. "Do you remember painting together last night?"

"..no..."

"No need to worry about it I suppose." Chris muttered, before turning a bright smile on Aira. "What are you drawing now?"

"..a mermaid..."

"Can I watch you draw?" Chris asked, running out of things to say. He would probably be just as wary as the girl if someone walked into his house and started asking him questions, not to mention she was still a young child who's life was going through a lot of changes. None of that made this any easier for him.

Nodding her head lightly, Aira reached out. Her touch soft, gentle as she took hold of his hand, already leading him back to where she'd been sitting on the floor drawing, "You can draw too. Athena said you were good at it."

Chuckling as he was dragged across the room, Chris nodded. "I suppose other people say that sometimes."

Sitting down next to her, he took an offered pencil and piece of paper, then waited for her to start drawing again before he started sketching her. With quick pencil strokes, he stayed true to reality at first, but left some blank spaces around her head, which he later filled with rabbits with butterfly wings, sitting on her head, or playing with her braid, or being distracted by a painting on the wall. It wasn't his best work by far, but it was certainly the most fun he had had with art in a long time. Part of him had forgotten what it felt like to forget exhibits and commissions and just draw something for fun.

"Athena says you're staying... is that true..?"

Pausing in his drawing, Chris took a moment to look at Aira. After his hesitation, he asked "Do you want me to stay?"

Head tilting lightly to the side, Aira continued to draw, "Will you keep drawing with me..?"

With a grin, Chris waved his paper in the air. "I love drawing, and it's more fun together. There's also painting, and even carving and sculpting we can do."

"Then you can stay."

Chuckling and returning to his sketch, he decided to add a crown on Aira's head. "I'm glad to hear that, milady."

Giggling, a smile breaking out over her features, she swapped out the color she was using for another one, "You're funny. Athena said you were funny. It's why she likes you."

Pulling a face without looking up from his paper, Chris pretended to be offended.

"She likes me because I'm funny? Why I never! I'll have you know I was voted most serious person at the clown tryouts."

"Says the man who stubs his toes and falls through walls while walking."

A smile lighting up her features, no longer as tired as they had been the night previous, Zoe made her way into the room. A soft chuckle falling through her lips, she slowed to a stop beside him. Folding herself down on the ground beside Chris before she reached forward. Placing a plate full of wraps down for them with one hand as she lowered two soft drinks down with the other, "..thought you might be hungry..."

"Actually, I'm starving." Chris said, bumping Zoe's shoulder with his head for her wall comment while reaching for a wrap gratefully. "Thank you Athen.... Uh, Zoe."

Raising her brow, Zoe turned her head to look at him while he attempted to figure out what name to call her, "You too, huh..?"

"She's very convincing. Chris explained with a shrug.

"..mhm..." Picking up one of the drinks, Zoe held it out towards him. Her attention drawing back to the little girl who was already munching hungrily on the wrap without hesitation. The sight bringing a smile to her lips, "..did you show Chris the drawings you showed me, Aira..?"

Shaking her head, using a single hand to grab up a fistful of the drawings that were around them, Aira continued to eat. Holding the pages out towards Chris.

Taking a moment to bite out of his own wrap and sip from the offered drink, Chris balanced his meal on his knee and wiped his hands before taking the drawings. The pile he held was in an entirely different style to the picture Aira had in front of her, and the subjects in the frame varied vastly. From a picture of an entire lake full of dead animals, to a couple sitting together in a tall tree, to a fire reflected in what seemed to be the eye of an animal. At the very end, the most detailed picture was one of a hospital falling over, and two people silhouetted against the scene. In one of their hands, a newspaper fluttered in the wind, the headline reading 'Georgia to Pass Contested Powered Registration Bill.'

Looking up at Zoe in surprise, he gestured to the pile of papers he was holding. "Are these all from..." He trailed off his question, glancing at Aira happilly munching away.

Meeting his gaze, a weary expression on her own, Zoe nodded her head in response, "..but look at the date on the newspaper... that's this Friday..."

"That's... worrying for a number of reasons, but if this is the future, it's the future in America. I feel bad for the people there, but it's not like we could warn anybody."

"..can't we..? We haven't even tried..."

"The most we know from this picture is that a hospital somewhere in America will collapse on Friday. I can't read the name of the hospital, and even if we can be fairly sure that this is in Georgia, that newspaper could actually be from anywhere. I would love to call someone and warn them in advance, but with only this much information, I can't think of any way we can help."

"..it's worth a shot isn't it..?" Her lips parting from one another, Zoe searched his eyes, "..we have the prior knowledge that something... disastrous is going to happen. I don't know about you, but... I'd rather not watch it pass knowing that I didn't do everything I could to try and stop it..."

Chris was about to keep arguing when he looked into Zoe's eyes and the fight went out of him.

"I... alright. There's no harm in trying. I may not know anybody in Georgia, but I do know someone in London I met once with a scary good memory and possibly too much time on her hands. I can give her a call."
In Invincible → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Elle Marrow & Flint Marrow


Location: Atlanta; Georgia.
Interacting With: Each Other.



"Damn it Elle I almost thought this was a voicemail."

He knew she was still upset about the work he was doing with Legion, but at least they were on speaking terms again. Besides he'd need her help if he was going to be able to fix this situation. "Look I need your help it's an emergency, please can we meet up? Where are you?" Flint didn't even want to crack any jokes until she was in-front of him, he'd got Riddley on his side the firepower, but if he wanted to find out who she needed to aim the gun at he'd need the brains.

Despite the fact she'd been in the midst of a heated argument not moments prior to answering her mobile, it was just too early for this shit... especially the type of shit her brother continued to drag to her. Eyes widening slightly as his voice, already yelling, could be heard clearly through the receiver without having to use the speaker option, Elle held the phone a slight way away from her ear. Blinking a few times, and giving it a minute or two before her brother seemed to finally calm down. Actually giving her a chance to speak.

"..well, hello to you too. I'm fine; thanks for asking. Not dead. Nope, still kicking."

Flint knew that Elle wasn't always going to be happy to speak to him, but still he hoped he could get the point across and she she was the same as always. Oh Great, she's the same as always "Well I figured you were still alive when you picked up Elle, but yeah I'm glad your alive too." So far it seemed dropping the humor wasn't exactly advancing his goals as much as he wanted. "Are you doing D'n'D again? Look you got plenty of time for dragons, knights, whatever it is that you like to do again but right now there's a real problem going on, and I could use your help, come on I'll give you a beer, nah... TWO Beers."

"Two beers..?" Her brows raising, Elle leant forward. Her elbows resting over the balcony, "Geez, you must be desperate."

"Yeah two." He said regrettingly as that was coming out of his check, usually he'd offer her maybe one or to 'have some of his', "Desperate? I won't steep that low. In need of extra help with few trust worthy options is better, alright you want me to come pick you up or you can come to me?"

Turning her head slightly, Elle glanced about at the mass of people she could see below from where she stood on the balcony. Each of them just as dedicated as she was to the world they'd all made and developed together. And as much as she wanted to stay; Flint was family... she couldn't exactly say no to him... again. Least not to hearing him out. Once she had, then she'd make up her mind on if she was going to help or not. Sighing out, she brought her attention back to the call.

"..you're gonna have to come get me... I was expecting to be here for the full week, so my ride to the airport isn't coming until Sunday..."

"Of course it's never easy, shoot me an address I'm on the way." He sighed as he made his way to the Tesla, this is one of the main reasons he was glad he had a self driving car. It was always turning out to be convenient in different ways.
In Invincible → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Zoe Flores & Christoph Tanner


Location: Rivera Family Home (West Vancouver; Canada).
Interacting With: Each Other.



The bed was warm... perfect...

Pressing back against the strong mass behind her, the feeling of arms wrapped around her body a comfort she hadn't enjoyed now for quite some time, Zoe lifted her arm up. Hugging his tighter against her body, and when she felt it slipping away, a soft whimper of protest fell from her lips. It was way too early in the morning to be thinking about getting up. Groaning softly, she instead wrapped her arms around the pillow she was using, hugging it closer to her as she curled up further under the thick and heavy doona and blankets that covered her mattress.

Stirring back to life after a few minutes longer, she opened her eyes. Staring at the wall of the master bedroom they had commandeered as their own, she eventually turned over onto her back. Her head continuing to roll as she let her dark gaze flick up to the figure that seemed to be trying to slip away from her.

"..trying to leave me already, are you..?"

Surprised, Chris turned from his seat at the edge of the bed to look back at Zoe, letting his gaze linger for a moment before answering. He figured he probably didn't need to be embarrassed anymore.

"Um, I just thought I should get an early start if I'm going to be moving in over here. I have a lot of supplies I need." Looking down at the shirt he was holding, still covered in paint, he added "Plus I need some changes of clothes."

Sitting herself up, the sheet falling down her body to rest over her lap, Zoe scooted closer to him over the bed. Her chest pressing flush against his back as she let her arms wrap around his torso from behind. Her lips meeting bare flesh as she pressed a soft kiss against his shoulder. She understood. There was so much that needed to be done; and it was one hell of a big change for all of them. Within the space of a few hours during the night; the three of them had become some strange little family without barely a tie to one another asides from the fact that they were all alone, and wanted to help each other out in some way.

"..I get it... just wish I could help..."

Chris gently brought his hand up to caress her arm, leaning gently into her. It had been longer than he could remember since he had felt anything like this, and part of him wanted to ignore the coming day and simply stay here, enjoying the proximity. Still, after what felt like an eternity crammed into a few seconds, he decided he needed to get a move on. He turned his head to press a kiss to Zoe's temple, then stood, gently breaking the circle of her arms.

"I'll be back before too long, I'm just getting the essentials for now. I'm sure you and the little one have things you need to talk about anyway."

Finishing getting dressed, he moved to the door, pausing there to gaze back at her.

"I'm... glad I met you two. God that sounds dumb now that I've said it.

Arms falling from his person and back to the mattress as he stood up, eyes still closed, lingering still in the moment where his lips had been against her forehead, Zoe regretfully opened them. Forcing herself back to the present before his words had her smiling. A soft chuckle falling from between her lips, "..your right; and it's fine... besides, if it helps, I'm glad stumbled into my life..."

"At least I didn't go that cheesy."

Chris stuck his tongue out at Zoe as he walked out of view, chucking to himself.

Cheesy... Cheese. His words striking her like a ton of bricks, Zoe fell back over the now otherwise empty bed with a groan, "Fuck... that reminds me; still need to order groceries..."
In Invincible → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Elle Marrow


Location: Outside Atlanta; Georgia.
Interacting With: No One.



She’d had enough. More than enough.

The man was more than infuriating, though oddly… endearing. It frustrated her to no avail to have to deal with him on a daily basis. But then it couldn’t be helped. He was the Prince- heir to the throne, and she a ward to his father. That didn’t mean, however, that she had to put up with his crap. And as if on cue, there was an angered rapping of knuckles upon the door of her bed chambers. His booming voice, full of frustration filling the air from the hallway.

“Freya... Open the door..!”

Clearly the man thought enough was enough when it came to this little fued between them.

Turning her head, the sound of a second round of knocking filling her ears, once more followed by the voice of the arrogant Prince, Elle watched the door for a brief spell longer before turning her back to it once more. Of course he was here. Had she not made it perfectly clear that she wanted nothing more to do with him..? For the love of the Gods; he was so insistent on keeping her held tightly within a cage, and yet, even when she willingly locked herself away from the world, he still wasn’t happy.

Arms folded over her chest, her bright eyes locked upon the view that was lain out beyond the open doors of her balcony, Elle ignored the call of the voice in the hall. She didn’t want to see him- she didn’t want to speak to him, and nameday or not, she would hold no pleasure in celebrating the pompous prat by having to stand by his side all night as was expected of her.

The knocking however grew louder, and it became painfully obvious that he wasn’t about to just go away any time soon.

“I will not go away, Freya. So either open the door, or be forced to listen to the sound of my voice until you do..! I have no qualms about being here all day.”

It was though he had read her mind, and that very thought had her jaw clenched as she once again turned her head towards the sound of his voice. Anger flashing behind her eyes, she crossed over the room. Not bothering to utter a single word as she wrenched the door open to reveal the man stood on the other side. Her eyes bearing into his for but a moment before she was gone. Already on the move as she made her way back stand in the open doorway of her balcony. Awaiting for him to get on with whatever it was that had brought him to her door that morn.

“Freya… please.”

“..your timing, Gwaine, is impeccable… my gift to you was brought to my chambers just this morning.”

Turning her head, glancing back at him from over her shoulder for only a moment, Elle broke a single arm from across her chest. Motioning over towards the far side of the room where a young baby goat was lain upon a pile of blankets near the corner. A large bowl of water and one of hay and grass sat next to the little thing, “..I wish you an… enjoyable nameday. My apologies, however… I fear I shall not be joining you at this nights celebrations…”

“I expect nothing from you, other than your appearance tonight. If nothing more than to keep up appearance. You are the one keeping yourself in a ‘cage’. Well, I have had en-...” His voice faltered slightly as he finally glanced over to where she had gestured. Surprise and confusion clear on the man's features. Staring at the animal as though the longer he did so, the more it would make sense, “..a goat..?”

“Well… yes. What would be the point in getting you a donkey..? You are already an ass…”

He looked back at her, as if waiting for her to provide any further explanation, though when she didn’t he took a step forward. Huffing out a frustrated sigh, “So it is alright for you to insult me in such a manor; but I seek to protect you and suddenly, that is not okay..?”

“Protecting me is one thing; being an asshole is another completely.” Shaking her head, Elle once more crossed her arms over her chest. Keeping her back to him as she let her gaze focus again on the view spanned out before her.

“Oh, yes… Asides from the fact I am sure you would have been perfectly fine if it had been anyone other that me seeking to protect you. The problem is not me being an ass; it is that you do not want to look past that view..!”

“Do not want to-...”

Anger and indignation flashing behind her eyes, her arms breaking apart from her body as she turned back to confront him. All of it melted away in an instant at the sound of music began to fill the confines of the room, causing her to blink once… twice…

"Shit. Pause..!"Cheeks flushing a light shade of red as she recognized the song playing, Elle’s hands shot to her gown. Sliding over the material for a moment for that one pocket she’d managed to slip in without making it too obvious. Lifting her head, finally discovering and pulling her phone out of what looked like nowhere, she shot an apologetic look to the guy opposite her before turning. Her thumb brushing over the screen to answer the call before she brought the phone to her ear. Her posture relaxed, and personality a complete three-sixty from what it had just been as she stepped out onto the balcony.

“You’ve reached Elle. What’s up, bitches..?”
In Invincible → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Zoe Flores, Christoph Tanner & Aira Rivera


Location: Rivera Family Home (West Vancouver; Canada).
Interacting With: Each Other.



Reaching her hand out, she turned the flame down. Attention instead drawn by the sound of a commotion, her head gave a light tilt as she honed in on the sounds that were around her. Listening, almost acutely, for something that seemed off, aside from the obvious. It wasn't the girl's parents. That hadn't been a car- she knew, almost intimately, the pur of an engine... the screetch of a tire; hell, even the slaming of a door.

This was far from that.

Leaving her food on the lowest flame to continue cooking, Zoe reached out. Her fingers curling around the handle of the chefs knife she'd been using earlier. Better be safe than sorry. Silently lowering the knife down to her side as she moved, she took up her half-eaten apple. Bringing it back to her lips, she bit down once more. Chewing on what she had in her mouth as the gap between her and the glass door closed. Her brow raising and lips parting slightly from one another as she caught sight of the scene waiting for her. That... was new. At least, not what she'd been expecting anyway. Flicking the lock, she slid the door across. The night air, not at all uncomfortable or uninviting, hitting her figure as she took a step forward. Her posture relaxed as she leant herself against the frame of the door.

"Oh, I wouldn't worry too much, Papi... I'm sure I'll live."

Startled by the sudden voice, Chris spun on the spot. At least, he tried to. It mostly wound up looking like a pathetic flop, with he leg still trapped.

"Wait, I can explain! I-"

At this point, Chris had managed to fully comprehend what he was looking at. Mouth slightly agape, he gazed at the woman standing in the doorway, completely unclothed besides the paint splotched at random across her skin. For a second, he only stared, speechless at the sight, before suddenly realizing the position he was in and clapping his hands across his eyes.

"I- I mean- you..."

Nawwe... it was so adorable when men got all flustered like that.

Chuckling softly to herself, Zoe brought her attention to the apple she held in her hand. Twirling ig for a moment in her fingers before finally, she took another bite. The crunch of the peel something she had always enjoyed listening to as her teeth cut through the fruit. Lingering a few moments longer, she pushed away from where she was leant against the door. Her bare feet tickled by the grass as she closed the gap between her and the stranger that was, without a doubt, one of the worst burglars she'd ever come across.

Keeping her legs together - there was no need to fluster him further, though it would have been amusing to watch him squirm - she crouched. The arm of which she held the knife coming across to rest over her bent knees; she tilted her head. Watching him curiously as she finished her mouthful, "So... something you want to tell me, Papi..? Because you either really suck at breaking and entering... or you made a wrong turn somewhere."

Chris kept his eyes firmly covered, even as he heard the woman walking towards him. He could feel her proximity as her voice came from much closer than before, and a combination of an overactive imagination and fear of the knife he had seen in her hand robbed him of any semblance of peace.

"No breaking and entering here ma'am, only... uh... entering. Not on purpose though, I tripped." Pausing for a moment, his mind went into overdrive trying to come up with a believable explanation, and failing. With nothing else left, he decided to go with the truth. "I tripped... through the wall. I was just out for a walk, and stubbed my toe, and then I fell through the wall and got my leg trapped in the hutch here. You can see my leg sticking out of it, but it's not broken. I swear I didn't mean to be here."

"..you have powers."

His surprise at her statement almost caused Chris to drop his hands. Almost.

"Powers? Sure, I suppose you could call them that if you were feeling generous. I haven't felt very powerful recently, more like I'm trapped in my own house." About to say more, Chris shut his mouth, realizing he was starting to spill his life story to a naked woman in a house he had just broken into. "I just have to wait to phase out again, then I can get up and get out of your hair. I really didn't mean to intrude."

"Break it. I'm sick of living in that thing anyway."

"Are you sure? I- wait living in? The rabbit hutch?"

"You didn't think you were the only one with abilities now, did you..?"

Shooting him a wink, she stood to her full height. Casting a look around the rest of the yard, her attention was eventually brought back to him. Her hip jutting out as she leant her weight over a single side' the hand holding the knife reaching out slightly as she motioned for him to get moving, "Rápida. Come on, move it so we go inside. I have food on the stove. And be thankful it was me that found you instead of the niña. She has a set of lungs on her, I'll tell you that..."

"Y-yeah, right." Removing his hands from his eyes, but being careful not to look too closely at the still extremely naked woman standing nearby, Chris placed his free foot against the wood next to his trapped leg, but just as he was about to push down and free himself, his body fizzed again and his foot fell through. Not wasting a second, he rolled free as his body returned to normal, carefully standing up and brushing himself off. "Right, that worked out I suppose." As he tried to get his bearings, the last thing the woman had said caught up with him. "Wait, niña? You have a daughter?"

Quirking her brow, a smile playing over her naturally pouted lips, Zoe motioned down at herself with the hand that held the apple. The knife held down at her side in a non-threatening mannor, "..does this body look like I've had a kid..? No, the girl isn't mine. I'm just here to watch over her."

"To be fair, I've been doing my best not to look to closely at your body. I'm afraid I'd catch fire if I did. Bare minimum, I'd lose the ability to speak." And Chris had, in fact, been trying, but some part of him couldn't resist taking a peak every now and then, despite his better judgement.

"Why..? Clearly I don't mind."

"I prefer to keep my wits about me when invading another person's home. For the life of me I can't remember why though." Chris was fully aware that he was rambling at this point, and tried to steer the topic back into safer waters. "But you're cooking you said. Not a good idea to leave a flame unattended, I'll just... see myself out."

"Get inside and sit your ass down at the bench, Papi. You look skinny enough that next time you fade, you'll fade away." Rolling her eyes, Zoe turned her back to him. Her hips once again swinging in time with her steps as she led the way into the house and in turn, the kitchen.

Finding himself unable to argue, Chris simply followed the woman, trying his very best to keep his eyes above her neckline. "Um, I'm... Chris. Christoph."

"Zoe."

Rounding the bench once she'd reached it, she placed the knife down over the chopping board that she'd been using earlier. Instead replacing it with a wooden spoon as she leant over the pan. Giving the rice held inside a rough shake and a quick stir to make sure none of it was burnt before turning away again. Going through the cupboard to collect two bowls and the fridge to collect a couple of beers before returning to him. Turning off the flame once she was satisfied, she separated the rather quickly made fried rice into the two bowls. Slipping the now empty pan into the sink as she pushed one of the bowls towards him. Eventually handing him a fork as well, "Zoe Flores."

Chris gave a small smile as he took the fork, finally deciding he'd better just roll with whatever was going on right now. "Well, Zoe, I can't say I do this often, but I'm pretty sure fried rice isn't the usual response to a break in. Especially when one is looking after a child."

"True... but my madre would kill me if I were to let you out of the house without eating. Besides... this isn't a normal situation. And she isn't a normal child."

"Another powered person? What are the chances of that?" He took a bite of the food in front of him and chewed thoughtfully, his eyes no longer focused for the moment.

"Yeah... she's a special little girl alright..."

Chris snapped out of his contemplation and looked at Zoe, before immediately averting his eyes again. Standing up, he tugged on his collar a bit. "Well, uh, thank you for the food. It was... good, but I should really be going and let you get back to... whatever it was... you were doing. Before."

"Eating. Alone. Like always."

Her dark eyes meeting and holding his, her expression was different. Softer like her voice as she explained to him what she had been doing before he had, for lack of better words, stumbled right into her life, "..I'll have a shower... order groceries online for delivery tomorrow because Aira can't go shopping, and I can't leave her on her own... then I'll take whatever I can find that's left in the fridge, and I'll make her breakfast... lunch... and dinner; because she doesn't know how to cook yet. She's only eight years old. I'll then watch over her while she sleeps- keep an eye on her in case she gets up to draw or paint again. I'll sit on the edge of the bed, and I'll once again become her pet rabbit. I'll probably only get about an hour or two of sleep myself before she wakes up to another day. Alone in this big house. With no one to look after her..."

Chris swallowed as he stood there, no longer avoiding looing at her. Slowly, he sat back down, wondering if he was really going to stay. His mouth made the decision for him.

"On second thought, I don't have anything to do tonight. Or tomorrow, or really ever. I could... keep you company."

"..gracias..."

Lingering where she was for a moment, movement caught the corner of her eye, and she turned her head to follow it. Her lips parting slightly from one another, Zoe didn't bother to utter a single word before she was on the move. Her body rounding the bench for the forth time so far that night, her bare feet barely made a sound over the timber flooring as she made her way down the hall, "..Aira..."

Confused at Zoe's sudden departure, Chris lagged only a second behind, wondering if he should be following her deeper into the house or just staying put.

Slowing as she reached a half open door, a little hesitant and feeling her heart already beginning to break, Zoe paused. Glancing back over her shoulder at Chris - by God, what he was going to think of all this... she was used to it, but him..? - the glance lasted only a few moments before she turned back to the door. Her hand finally reaching the wood, she pushed it open. Slowly stepping in and out of the way so Chris could join her as her dark gaze settled on the young girl.

The sound of her hands over the walls was muffled; and all that filled the decent sized bedroom apart from the gentle stream of light that streamed in through the window. At least, that was until the door was opened, and light flooded the room from the hallway. Allowing the two other figures to be able to see as they stepped into the bedroom. But it was as though the girl hadn't heard. Focussed instead on what she was doing. Her soft lips parted in concentration, she seemed completely unaware that she even had company. Her normally dark chocolate brown eyes no longer, instead glazed over a milky white as she stared at the blank spaces as though they were nothing more than a canvas; her paint covered fingers working quickly to fill in the gaps.

How many nights had she spent standing in front of the wall..? Fingers covered in paint, or hands clutching hold of a pencil, crayon or marker...

There were paintings and drawing everywhere. Littered all about the room. On the walls... on the floor- in everything from crayon to paint, pencil to brightly colored marker. Each addition only helping to ruin yet another layer of wall paper in such a short amount of time, her parents had given up and instead had just left her to her own devices. And why not if it had benifit..? What was the point in having a daughter who could provide you with the future if you couldn't use that information to get ahead in life..?

Stepping back from the wall, Aira turned. Her knees hitting the ground and her body hunched over itself as her hands once more hit the paint that was smeared over the floorboards. The girl pausing only long enough for her to look back over her shoulder at the wall. Watching on as the blank white spaces seemed to darken before bursting to life with swirling color- lines forming. Making the picture whole, though only in her own eyes. Standing back up, she hurried back over to the wall. Her hands pressing against it once again so that she could continue her art, but instead, she froze in place. Her head stooping for a moment, she turned attention from side to side; the whites of her eyes seeming to stare right through the woman before flicking across to settle upon the man.

“..did you come to draw with me..?”

Chris stood in the doorway, almost in awe of what he was seeing. The girl didn't seem to be in control as she painted, more like a brush than an artist. As she smeared paint across the walls, he realized this must have something to do with her power.

"I... would love to draw with you. What are you drawing?" Chris took a step further into the room, looking at Zoe from the corner of his eye to judge her reaction. Part of him wanted to help this girl through whatever episode she was having, but if Zoe tried to stop him he would back off.

Shifting slightly on the spot, Zoe kept where she was. Watching carefully as Chris stepped forward to interact with Aira, she didn't even try to stop him. Always unsure of what she could do in situations like this.

Her intense gaze lingering on him a moment longer, strong; almost as if she were staring into his very soul, Aira turned back to the unfinished painting on the wall in front of her. It wasn't the first... and it was more than clear by the state of the room that it wasn't going to be the last either. Pictures of gloom... of happiness... one of a woman, frantic and screaming as a large hand with pink nails held her over what looked like a blender; while another showed a man, relaxed and stuffing his mouth full of popcorn. A smile on his face.

There were pictures of things that had happened... of things that were yet to come. Though just when these predictions were to happen wasn't always so clear; even to the little girl who once more had her fingers gliding over the wall. Taking the image she was seeing, and putting it on the wall so that others could see it as well, "..the bad lady..."

"The bad lady..." Chris muttered, crouching down low to the ground. Placing his hands in the paints like the girl had, he brought them up to look at for a moment. "Alright little one," he said, standing up, "Where do you want me to help?"

"..she lets it all burn..."
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Paradise Maine & Kaidyn Maine


Location: Atlanta, Georgia; USA.
Interacting With: Each Other.



"..we're lost... aren't we..?"

Head shaking in response to the question, Kaidyn drapped his arm over his sister's shoulders. Tugging her small figure closer against his as the two of them kept on wandering down the road. He knew exactly where they were. They'd turned left when they'd left the hotel in search of a conveniance store, and then taken a right at some point... Alright. So maybe they were lost, he wasn't about to go admitting it to her. What was the point in making her worry for nothing..? And it wasn't as though they were helpless- they had options. Both of them had their phones on them. They had the address of the hotel; google maps. And despite the fact that it had been a long tiring day, full of driving, it was nice to get out and stretch their legs.

"Nah... we ain't lost. I know exactly where we are..!" Flashing his sister a smile, he gave her shoulders a gentle squeeze.

"Oh yeah..? And where's that..?"

"Right here. On this street. In Atlana. Searchin' for somewhere to get some grub."

Rolling her eyes, she couldn't help but smile. The small change in expression lighting up her features, Paradise tilted her head. Letting it come to a rest over her brother's shoulder while her arms snaked around his body. Giving him quick hug. Typical. Even in times where neither of them had any clue as to what they were doing, or where they were going, or even what was happening; he was always trying to keep things light for her. It was sweet, "You're a bloody idiot."

"Yeah... but you love me. And even if you don't. You're kinda stuck with me, so..." Poking his tongue out at her, dodging her attempt to hit him in the ribs like she normally did whenever he teased her, Kaidyn picked up the pace. Giving a light jog as he moved ahead. His body turning, now walking backwards, he shot a quick glance back over his shoulder at where he was going before turning his attention back to her. His arms held out wide, "Oh..! It's like that is it..? Well come on then. Bring it on. Show me what ya got, Paras."

"Oh, you are so dead..!" Chuckling, her smile only widening over her beautiful features, Paradise took off after him. Her hands coming up to hit at his chest, she squealed when she felt his strong arms wrapping around her. Back arching slightly, her feet left the ground as he swung her around. Once more gaining solid footing, though only long enough for her brother to give her his back. His body crouched somewhat, she knew what he was doing. Her hands reaching out to rest on his shoulders, she climbed onto his back. Another squeal filling the air as she was hoisted up. Arms wrapping around his neck from behind as he once more began to walk, "Haha..! Can we hurry up..? I'm starving..."

"Yeah, yeah. What do you feel like, anyway..?"

"Hm... burgers..?"

"Burgers."
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Zoe Flores


Location: Rivera Family Home (West Vancouver; Canada).
Interacting With: No One.



The sound of silence... it was golden.

The only thing that was disturbing the peace was the gentle breathing of the eight year old child that was now in her bed; and she'd been there long enough to know that the girl wasn't about to wake from her slumber anytime soon. At least, not unless the urge to draw something new struck her. Then it just couldn't be helped. The very thought of what the little girl went through every time she saw the future; it broke her heart... Maybe she was just getting soft... Maybe the girl was getting to her- finally worming her way into her heart. She wasn't sure it would be a bad thing if that happened.

Not wanting to wake the child, the small and quite colorful - thanks to all the painting - figure that was the bunny known only as Athena slid itself out from under the little girls arm. It's whole body trembling a moment; shaking off any loose fur that was still latching onto the rest before she was once again on the move. The drop from the bed to the floor was nothing she hadn't done before. It had been a few weeks; plenty of time to get used to the routine. Hopping further out, putting space between herself and the bed, the normally white rabbit began to grow. The fur disappearing from sight. Leaving behind nothing more than the beautiful and extremely exposed - and colorfully painted - woman standing in its wake. Her arms lifting up, body tilting lightly from side to side in an attempt to stretch herself out as her dark gaze turned around. Landing on the figure of the young child sleeping calmly within the bed.

How long had it been since she had such a luxury of being able to stretch her legs..? The luxury of sleeping, wrapped up in the comfort of a doona, rather than curled up in the hay that lined the inside of the hutch, or the girls arms whenever she could get away with it..? She knew the answer, and it was too long.

Stretching a spell longer, Zoe let her arms drop back down by her sides. Her hips swinging almost rhythmically from side to side with each step that she took out of the girls room. Wandering down the hall and towards the kitchen of the otherwise empty house. Aira's parents were gone. Again. She couldn't deny that it pissed her off to no avail. What kind of parents just left their eight year-old to fend for themselves while they jet-set around the world..? Her jaw clenched for a few moments before it relaxed with a sigh. It was nothing new... she just had to keep doing what she was doing.

Reaching out to pull open the fridge, the light from within shone over her and she glanced down at herself. She was going to need a shower... but it was going to have to wait.

Hand first going to her stomach as it growled, Zoe reached into the fridge. Gathering up whatever there was that she wasn't going to use for the girls meals the next day, she turned her back to the fridge. Nudging the door closed with her hip, she brought it all back to the bench. Reaching out to take up an apple from the fruit bowl, Zoe took a bite. Munching away as she set to work making herself a late dinner.
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