Ok, new story, the girl will be introduced in the next chappie, this starts
with a phone conversation (incase you can't figure it out) please leave me
a note, what do you think Tala likes in a person? Just wondering what
public opinion is..
Right, down to business, here is the first chap, up 4 display!
Chapter 1-Setting the Scene
'Hey, Tala?'
'Yeah.'
'This is Ian...'
'I know it's you, what do you want?'
'Teeesh, is this how you talk to friends?'
'Just spill it, what the hell do you want?'
'Ok, ok! I was just wondering, my cousin just got here from Smolensk, can she stay with you guys for a while?'
'Why? What's wrong with your place?'
'Uh...foster parents said not enough room, but she doesn't have anywhere else to go, so...'
'Look, Ian, do I look like a hotel manager to you?'
'Awww! Come on buddy! I'm sure Spencer won't mind, he's always generous with his apartment, he's sharing with you isn't he?'
'Yeah? What about Brian?'
'Um, he'll deal, please Tala? I'll be trotting through deep shit if you don't help me, just this once? PLEASE?'
'Sigh, we'll see.'
'Thank you! THANK YOU!!!'
'Now leave me alone.'
'Huh? Yeah, of course! Thank-'
Tala hung up.
Thus it began.
'Is she on this flight?' Tala asked, irritated, they've been at the airport for over an hour, and Ian didn't seem to know what he was doing.
'Uh, yeah. Should be.' Ian muttered, checking a note he had jotted down, 'No, I'm sure of it this time, it's this flight.'
'Better be.' Tala scowled as he sat down on one of the waiting section chairs. 'you should be thankful Spencer said yes, personally, I think this is crap.'
'Thanks! Thanks okay? It's only for a little while...you guys are soooo supportive.' Ian shot back to Tala. 'You'll like her! Come on, show a little WELCOME TO MOSCOW spirit!'
'Welcome to Moscow.' Tala growled to Ian, and the short boy shrunk back.
Moments of uneasy silence passed, suddenly Ian shot up.
'There she is!'
Well...what can I say? It's a beginning. R+R!!!
Chapter 1-Setting the Scene
'Hey, Tala?'
'Yeah.'
'This is Ian...'
'I know it's you, what do you want?'
'Teeesh, is this how you talk to friends?'
'Just spill it, what the hell do you want?'
'Ok, ok! I was just wondering, my cousin just got here from Smolensk, can she stay with you guys for a while?'
'Why? What's wrong with your place?'
'Uh...foster parents said not enough room, but she doesn't have anywhere else to go, so...'
'Look, Ian, do I look like a hotel manager to you?'
'Awww! Come on buddy! I'm sure Spencer won't mind, he's always generous with his apartment, he's sharing with you isn't he?'
'Yeah? What about Brian?'
'Um, he'll deal, please Tala? I'll be trotting through deep shit if you don't help me, just this once? PLEASE?'
'Sigh, we'll see.'
'Thank you! THANK YOU!!!'
'Now leave me alone.'
'Huh? Yeah, of course! Thank-'
Tala hung up.
Thus it began.
'Is she on this flight?' Tala asked, irritated, they've been at the airport for over an hour, and Ian didn't seem to know what he was doing.
'Uh, yeah. Should be.' Ian muttered, checking a note he had jotted down, 'No, I'm sure of it this time, it's this flight.'
'Better be.' Tala scowled as he sat down on one of the waiting section chairs. 'you should be thankful Spencer said yes, personally, I think this is crap.'
'Thanks! Thanks okay? It's only for a little while...you guys are soooo supportive.' Ian shot back to Tala. 'You'll like her! Come on, show a little WELCOME TO MOSCOW spirit!'
'Welcome to Moscow.' Tala growled to Ian, and the short boy shrunk back.
Moments of uneasy silence passed, suddenly Ian shot up.
'There she is!'
Well...what can I say? It's a beginning. R+R!!!
