"You gonna eat right?"
The child asks as Jacinda tossed three flat tablets into her mouth and drank them down. G, as she decided to just call him because he preferred it, was watching her. She felt bad about not eating any of the lovely smelling breakfast laid out on the table. Most homeless people would kill for this type of meal. But she was unable to. She simply shrugged while pocketing the pill bag. "Just did."
Frisk looked confused but continued to scarf down their pancakes and bacon. She gets up and grabs her beanie from her couch bed and started to tuck the long bright hair into it. When she walked over to the balcony, a voice called out.
"we're going shopping after the kid goes to school. if you're going to be a new charge, i can't have you wearing that as your only outfit."
"But-" She began to sign.
"nope."
"You don't need to-"
"yes i do."
She growls. Being in someone's debt was not what she liked. Because some people liked her to pay up on it immediately. Yet here she was, about to ask yet another favor. She rose her hands hesitantly. "I need to go back to the alley." G rose a nonexistent brow but nodded without question. She smiled and tuned back to jump over the balcony rails.
"wait, you mean now?!" He shouted just as she land. She laughed and started running. When he appeared in front of her, she just smirks before jumping, grabbing his shoulders to use as a vault. He repeatedly tried to catch her but she got to the alley without much delay at all. G flashed in front o her again, his breathing heavy despite not having lungs. "the hell jace? how can you move like that."
The woman smiled though her eyes seemed to darken. You wouldn't want to know. She signs nothing as she bends down to a loose brick in the wall and starts sliding it out to reveal a hole holding a bag. Her belongings. She checks to make sure everything was there. Pill bottles filled with supplements, a few bottles of water, a 22 caliber pistol, and her dog tag necklace. She takes the necklace and slides it around her neck. The familiar feeling of cold metal against her collar bone was an odd comfort.
Her eyes were stuck on the firearm for a second too long before she closed the bag and slipped the straps over her shoulders. G was lighting another smoke when she walked back to him and one person caught her attention. It was an old skinny man with grey shaggy hair and short beard. His clothes were like hers. He used the wall to keep himself upright as he approached. G tried to step in front of her but Jace ran forward the rest of the distance between them and wrapped her arms around the man.
"Oh my little Cinder. I thought I lost you last night." She could hear the tears in his croaking voice. This man was a father to her. "I am so happy you are safe." Jacinda nodded and kissed his cheek before stepping back. She gestured to G and signed his name.
Sans nodded and held out his hand. "I'm Sans but you can call me G."
"Are you taking her in?"
"yeah"
"Thank you so much. She deserves to be off these dangerous streets." He sounded like a father telling her goodbye before college. It filled her with a warm feeling. The old man dismissed himself after a few more thank yous. Jacinda sighs when the man disappeared. 'Good bye dad.' She whispered in her head as she swiped away some swelling tears. G held out his hand for her and she grabbed it. One moment they were there and then the next, they were back at the apartment.
She stumbled to the wall and groaned. G smirked at her and puffed out a cloud of smoke before dropping the cig and smashing it beneath his boot. Well it was nice to know he had the decency to never smoke indoors. Especially if he was caring for a kid. For some reason she felt protective over the child. Something about Frisk just made her feel important. Why would they want to help her. The wind blew trough her tattered clothes and chilled the exposed skin of her neck.
The skeleton walked into the apartment and grabbed what looked like a wallet and his cut off jacket. Frisk was following happily behind him. Such an odd contrast there was. Here he was, rocking the whole edgy bad boy look, raising a kid who resembled the embodiment of pure innocence. How had this arrangement came about was beyond her ability to imagine. Actually she can imagine a lot of things...none were very nice so she simply shook those possibilities away.
Frisk leaped into her arms and she stumbled backwards while quickly wrapping her arms around them. She maneuvered one arm up to sign. "Easy kid. I'm not very strong. I'm just skin and bones right now." She used her eyes to gesture at G a few times, causing the kid to snort. She positions them on her back and looks up to G. "Are we going to their school?" She asks him.
He nods and grabs her shoulders before they ended up warping to the front of a building. She felt woozy again and she stumbled to the side. A groan escaped her. "yeah. teleporting is a bit weird the first few times." The building was one story with a rectangular structure. Such a simple design.
So nostalgic.
She placed frisk down and watched as they ran through the gates. Her eyes watched all of the human children greet their friends and say goodbye to family. Jacinda...felt normal. Watching them. Humans. They were all humans. Nothing was odd about any of them. Normal eyes. Normal hair. Normal birthmarks and blemishes. A tightening in her chest made her looks away. "ready to go shopping?"
Her only reply to him was a groan.
Knock knock.
She sighs at the repeating sound and a cheesy joke.
'i'm starting to think you dislike these jokes."
He knows she can't speak. Well... not normally. Slipping on a blue tank top and white shawl over a pair of jeans, she glanced up at the mirror. Clean clothes. For once she is wearing clean and new fresh clothes. She cringed at how anorexic it looks due to the snug fabric. She sighs and grabbed a different outfit. A baggy sweater two sizes bigger than herself. Another double knock sounded at the door. She swaps outfits before stepping out. G gave her one look before laughing. "you look like you're wearing a trash bag. wear the other stuff." Ugh...well at. least he's honest
"I'm too thin to wear any of that. My stomach isn't even existing and my ribs show." She signs flippantly while huffing.
The skeleton looked at her, expression serious. "let me see."
"What?! No!"
He seemed to catch himself and his face became tinted with yellow. "the other outfit. just have fun. girls are supposed to like dressing up right?"
She sighed in relief, knowing that she simply misunderstood. "I do. But I never did before."
"not even as a kid?" He asks.
Jacinda clenched her jaw tight and entered the changing room again. She puts the tank and shawl back on and stepped out while also placing a wide brimmed hat with a red ribbon around the base on top of her head. She hid her face behind the brim by tilting her head down. Gee this was all too new to her. She heard hard clapping sounds from in front of her. "you really got my hopes up. i was expecting to see actual ribs showing." He pouts, or what looked like pouting. His face may be more animated then a realistic skull but expressions lied mostly in his eyes.
She glares and hugged her waist to hide the ridges showing through the cloth over her sides. He looked down at her stomach. "and that is only flat a bit sunken in but that isn't something food won't be able to change. now go try on more stuff." He shooed her with one hand as he goes back to... whatever he was doing while waiting.
The many styles came and went as they looked for what suited her most. So far she bought baggy flannel shirts and blue jeans. While they passed some windows, she froze at an outfit she saw. A faded red , long sleeved, shirt cut off to show the stomach. Black flames lined the hem of the sleeves and shirt. on the chest was a dragon tattoo like design. The pants on the mannequin were faded green cargos. Her favorite kind of pants. This was followed by very comfortable looking boots that seemed built for running. Shaped like hiking boots but were clearly not as heavy duty in material.
G laughed at her, making her snap out of her daze. "you like that?"
"No..." She signed quickly and tried walking away. The outfit was so well made. Far to expensive for her to want "hey lady, how much for that bundle?" Wait, WHAT!? She whipped around and grabbed his arm, shaking her head profusely. 'c'mon jace. you gotta be brave." When he said the last word, she got a feeling she missed out on a joke.
So she was now in the dressing room, wearing the expensive outfit, hair down like in the other stores. The cargo pants had just as many pockets as her worn ones. The boots were as comfortable as they looked. Because of her torso size, the bottom of the crop ended just bellow her icky rib showing skin. There was a sports bra type undershirt coming with it because the outfit was known for catching wind. It was meant to be rather breezy anyway. She touched her slightly sunken belly and cringed. Hopefully he was right about food helping with it.
Knock knock.
A small laugh left her lips and she knocks back. 'i'm taking that as a who's there so, Yellow."
Yel-low-who she knocked three times for the syllables.
"yellow? anybody in there?" She opens up the door and he steps back to let her out. "well? do you still
wanna say no alley cat?" He juts his thumb towards the mirrors hanging on the walls. Wow... She looked completely different. So this is what expensive clothes felt like to wear. She saw that G's face was slightly yellow again. Most likely because his magic was that color. Monsters are made of it.
She smiled slightly and shook her head. She wanted this and he was willing to buy it for her. The sense of guilt started to form in her chest. He also told her to wear the outfit. The cashier was fine with it. She follows the skeleton to the checkout and they began walking down the street afterwards. They were done shopping so she was curious as to why they were walking if he can teleport. She tapped his arm to het his attention before signing. "Are you unable to teleport?"
"yeah. m' hands are full so i can't bring others with me. could drop the bags off but..." He looked at her and then at the numerous alleyways.
"I will be fine. I may not be strong but i can outrun many." She flicked her hand through her hair to give a mocking of cockiness but she truly was confident i her abilities. She had to be in order to survive. On the streets and in that place.
G chuckled and flicked her forehead. "Guess that's something we have in common." He takes her bags and adds it to the ones he had before vanishing all together. She steps into the closest alley and leaned against the wall to get out of the way. Her hands trailed the dog tag chain around her neck. The carved letters and numbers made her stomach churn.
FIORA-EX-12
ELR-2
Time slips by slowly. She wondered what was taking the monster so long. Suddenly there was a loud sound.
The sound of a gunshot.
Sans dropped the bags and looked at the one he had slipped off of her. Her hidden bag. His curiosity and paranoia got a hold of him earlier while they were at the changing stalls. He wanted to know what little belongings she had and was surprised to see mostly supplements. It made him wonder if her body rejects normal food because of the. Then he had seen the gun. A pistol.
He suspected that it was used for self defense. To make sure it was real, he unties the bag again. The gun was not there. When did she take it out?
A sound in the distance made him jerk his head up. A gunshot. From the direction he left her at.
He snaps his fingers and sees the alley. There she was, staring up at the ceiling across the building she ad her back to. Her expression was...unnerving. Her ice blue eyes were as cold as the color, dark ginger eyelashes lowered in boredom, and her face lacked all emotion. Right beside her head was a smoking black spot. So SHE was the one being shot at?
"what happened?" He asked cautiously. The human turned her head and her eyes shifted to one look of amusement.
"Hunters tend to lose their cool when their prey is staring right at them." She signed, her lips turning into a sly grin so unlike the timid. modest person from before he left. She seemed to slowly come back to her normal behavior through the rest of the day while he helped her unpack and sort out her
closet. But now he was left with more suspicions and one big question.
What the hell was that?
Hello? Hope yo like this update. Jace is trying to get used to this new life. Stay tuned and every review fills me with DETERMINATION!
