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Ok, ok, now the story. Oh also, I'm probably gonna start switching off certain povs, but the basic gist of the story will remain third person. Also, Raven's OC-faint will be explained later on.
Why would he want to ask her questions? Starfire still did not feel comfortable with this thing. He said she was an alien? Then what was he? He was a puny little earthling who should have no power over her, yet his arrogance ruled the world. Sure she was innocent, but innocence is not synonymous with stupid. She was just in the blue when it came to earth and its customs.
"Why can you not place your trust in me? And why must I be forced to answer these questions of which you ask of me?" Starfire asked, frown deepening.
Richard glared at the alien girl, even if she couldn't see his eyes behind his shades. This girl posed a mystery which he wanted solved. He couldn't have a threat roaming earth unchecked. "I'll trust you when you earn my trust and you'll answer these questions if you don't want to get shot."
"Is that a form of a drink?"
"No, it's a form of a bullet."
Starfire shrugged and folded her legs beneath her as if to sit. "I shall do the answering of your inquiries if it helps to earn your trust."
Richard grunted at her. "Why did you come to earth?"
"I responded to your question already; I am a fugitive."
"Why?"
"Certain things were occurring on Tameran that did not suit my liking," Starfire replied evasively.
Richard was about to probe deeper, but a knock at Rachel's front door interrupted them. "Stupid door," He muttered to himself as he fumbled with unlocking the stubborn door. "Stupid people. I'm surprised she even has friends." Finally he was able to wrench the door open. He was confronted with a tall bulkingly bald African American dressed in a suit.
"Hey Richey, it's good to see you again," Victor said, helping himself inside.
Richard grumbled something obnoxiously rude, which Victor ignored as he unloaded his equipment.
An inquisitive redheaded alien popped to her feet and peered curiously at Victor. "Greetings; are you an acquaintance of Richard's?"
Victor cast a sly eyebrow raise in Richard's direction. "Who are you, pretty lady?"
Richard wanted to shoot Victor where he stood and he would be willing to settle using his small gun for that. Or even a knife. "You're in a relationship, Stone. And she's an alien."
"That doesn't stop a man from recognizing a wonderful woman," Victor replied offhandedly as he shamelessly measured the redhead up to some inane standard of his own.
"She's an alien," Richard repeated forcefully.
Starfire wilted and Victor turned a glare to Richard. "Why are you being nasty to the lady? Where's your self respect?"
"Never had any. Now stop staring at her like a piece of meat and get to work."
"You're no fun, Grayson." Victor turned all his attention to Starfire, who hung her head sadly. "Don't take too much offence at Mr. I'm-too-good-for-anything's attitude, he just doesn't like unknown territory..." Victor turned a sly glance toward Richard. "Which in his case is the world at large."
Richard pulled out a knife and started sharpening it with a viciousness that would make anyone run for the nearest exit. "I'd watch your mouth, Stone."
"No need, since it ain't as bad as your style." With that, and a wink at the redhead, he set to the meticulous task of unloading his computer equipment and setting it up to his liking.
Richard wondered why on earth he was saddled with a good for nothing computer guy. He hated working with Stone. Probably because the African American tweaked his nerve beyond what should be considered possible.
"Starfire, what things were occurring on this Tamer-nothing that you supposedly disliked?" Richard persisted.
Starfire did not favor him with a glance. Or at least a happy glance. It was a look filled with resentment rather than… spaced-out-ness. "I would rather not explain the reasoning for my situation. It is too diplomatically politically delicate for me to describe."
"I'm not asking what you do or don't want to get into. And I don't give a flying saucer about politics and delicacies. Now tell me what I want to know."
"I can enlighten you somewhat upon the reasoning for the Gordainians attacking me. It was for the fact I escaped their prison cells."
"And why were you a prisoner?"
"That is the diplomatically politically delicate situation of which I cannot describe."
"Why not?" Richard was losing patience with this one fast.
"Because it is not the necessary thing for you to comprehend!" Starfire ended on a particularly high note.
Victor glared at Richard from across his set up. "Stop bugging the lady, Grayson. Can't you see it's making her upset?"
"It's part of my job, Stone-face. The boss hired me to find out if she's a threat to the world."
"I highly doubt that."
"You shouldn't," interjected a new voice which was laced with pain. Raven was propping herself up on the couch.
"And why are you sleeping in the middle of the day, Roth?" Victor snapped.
"She fainted," Richard replied smugly. He would never let her live this one down. Raven glared at her cousin knowing fully well what he was up to, but he wasn't done yet. "She was too overcome with happiness when we told her Starfire was an alien."
"Shut up, birdbrain," Raven snapped.
"I wouldn't be talking," Richard shot back.
Starfire rolled her eyes at the two relatives. "I shall never succeed in stalling them from insulting one another."
"Don't worry, miss," Victor told her with humorous twinkling eyes. "This is their way of saying they love each other."
"We don't love each other," Richard and Raven shouted simultaneously, followed by glares to everyone.
"Regardless of the fact," Raven continued, clearly irked. "I did not faint, I merely was overcome with surprise when I found out Starfire is an alien. It's not everyday you meet an alien."
"But why did you faint?" Victor persisted, followed by Richard's smirk.
"Because of a little something someone told me way back," Raven replied offhand. "Now the important thing is getting you to safety."
"I thought she was a hazard," Victor began tentatively.
"You're behind, Stone," Raven snapped.
"Hey!" Richard interrupted, clearly angered. "Since when did we decide she was safe."
"Since I said so," Raven replied calmly.
"You're not on this case, so back of Roth."
"Stop being so pigheadedly arrogant about this, Grayson. You know fully well you need me."
"I do not and they said I was staying here 'cause you wouldn't nose around. So much for that. Stone, tap into the nearest hotel and get me a reservation."
"No can do," Victor replied, sitting back on his haunches. "I don't want to tap into unnecessary places just because you have familial problems. It's unethical."
"Screw ethics, you're all hopeless."
"Please stop the argumentation that is occurring," the alien girl interjected pleadingly.
"Shut up," Richard snapped reflectively.
The alien girl clearly had it. She was tired of their nagging. It was getting on her nerves. For all she knew, and she may very well be right, the Gordanians were plotting something more than she could handle on her own. What if they discovered—? No, she couldn't even dare to think about it. The important thing was getting away. And stopping the Gordanians. The only way she could find a way to do this was with everyone's help, but cooperation would only come with harmony. Besides, she was getting tired of their bickering. Her eyes glowed an unnaturally clear emerald green; she seemed to grow bigger than her slight figure suggested. Even her hands took on that ethereal glow. "Stop the bickering now," Starfire repeated, clearly angry and on edge.
Victor's eyes nearly fell out of his head from bulging. "You're right, she's an alien."
Richard wanted to punch Victor in the face for not trusting him, but there was a more imminent threat at hand. Here was the alien he had rescued and now she was mad and looked like she was out for blood. "Just take it easy," Richard said, putting his hands up as if signifying he meant no harm. Richard felt a definite déjà vu.
"Then stop being so mad." Starfire glared at him with her glowing emerald eyes.
"Ok, ok, just don't hurt anyone," Richard replied.
"Do you think I am the monster?" Starfire asked in a hurt voice.
"No, no, of course not," Victor said, stepping in smoothly.
"Then will you stop bombarding me with the inquiries as to why I am being chased by Gordanians and await the time I will tell you my reasoning?"
"Fine," Richard replied reluctantly. "Now will you stop glowing?"
"But I love to shine to the world," Starfire replied in good humor as she stopped glowing her angry green.
"She has a sense of humor too?" Victor asked surprised. His rhetorical question caused him a black look that could be seen through Richard's bulwark shades.
A knock sounded at the stupid door yet again and Richard fingered his big gun in frustration.Hope you all enjoyed that. Sorry again for making you all wait so long. I am also going to be sadly realistic about when I can update. It'll probably be once a week and on weekends at that. I aplogies for that and blame it all on my homework. But I still want to hear from you all! You never know what reviews can do and at minimum, they raise my spirits when I'm confronted by an enemy--aka, hw. And this time I won't require any reviews from you all, but no slacking.
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