Alright, here's the bonus story! I know it's kinda short, but I was wanting to get something up today, part two will come soon!
Aiden Malric - Human Age: 19
I may only be nineteen, but I looked older, so I got away with a lot of things anyone my age really shouldn't. Oh well. I deserved a drink anyway. And man would it taste good. The memory of it lingered on my tongue as I picked up the pile of cards the dealer handed me, I hadn't seen a waitress or bartender down this way yet. Someone handed me a cigarra. I tapped my fingers on the table, then I lay down my cards, knowing I had a good group. The guy next to me gave me a crooked look.
"You can't get that lucky. You cheated!" He growled, throwing his cards onto the table. Somehow, every time I walk into a bar, there is always someone who wants to take a swing at me. I smoothed a hand over my hair. The guy stood as if he was about to throw a punch. He looked pretty small, so I gave a cocky smile, knowing I could take him. Till he stood straight up. He grabbed the collar of my shirt and overcoat, pulling my face close to his. I gave a small smile, before my back slammed into the wall. I knocked a table and a few chairs over, but surprisingly nothing broke. The cigarra I had still clung to my lips as I caught my breath. The old man who had sat across the table from me set his cards down. They all froze, looking at his cards. Then they all broke out laughing.
"We can always count on Kel to get the better cards." Someone chuckled. I huffed, and heard the squeak of the door that lead to the kitchen. I looked over, and froze at the sight, my cigarra falling to the floor as my mouth slightly hung open. She was stunning coming from a cloud of smoke. The most beautiful thing I've ever laid eyes on. She was also human. With golden hair, and a braid on her left that was tucked into her ponytail. There was a scar over her right eye, and one forming on her bottom lip. I couldn't even breathe at the side of her. I was so enchanted with watching her, I didn't see the two guys from across the bar started a fight. I didn't even hear Kel.
"Guys! Guys!" She shouted, getting their attention. "You know why I can't afford to have a fight on my shift." They both looked sorry and started picking up anything they knocked over.
"Kid.. Kid!" I was mesmerized by this girl. Until something hit the side of my face, searing my skin. Kel had thrown his cigarra at me, forcing me to look away.
"Ah!" I groaned. "What the hell was tha-" I started, matching the old man's stare.
"Quit yer starin. And pick those cigarras up along with that table. That girl there is quite the lady, and she doesn't deserve any of that." He remarked as I stood and picked the things up. Someone had told me when I came in that at this hour, this guy almost owns this place. I had just sat back down when a voice made me jump a little.
"Pfft. Kaleco Yarrow. I am the farthest thing from a lady, and you know that." Her voice was smooth. She poured something under the counter, and rearranged some things.
"Well Rane. You're a lady to us, and always will be." The old man Kaleco told, making the pretty girl smile, as the table erupted with a collection of yeah's.
"You all know you don't have to give me any special treatment, especially you Kel." Rane looked at the old man.
"Well, you deserve it. With all the hard work you put in here and havin a youngin."
Wait. What? She has a kid? A kid… seriously. A kid means a man most of the time. I thought.
"Keeves was the cutest lil' critter I've seen." Kel spoke. "That blasted Jem.." Kel growled.
"Speaking of which." Rane held her hand up, counting down. 3...2..1. Then the kitchen door swung open and Rane handed me a beer.
"Rane!" The girl I assumed to be Jem screeched.
"Time to do dishes." She spoke, starting to walk off.
"I thought you did those yesterday." Kel commented.
"Every day is my day to do dishes." Rane told, walking backwards shortly.
The guys around me broke out laughing at me expression.
"She's a mind reader." Someone next to me joked.
"Rane always seems to know what ya want." Old Kel spoke.
I saw there was a forced extra swing to Rane's steps, but I brushed it off, returning back to the game. The girl who took over was ridiculous. I couldn't imagine how anyone could live with someone like her. She walked right up to me.
"Hey there handsome. Did Rane bother you any, because if you want, I can get her fired." She leaned in close, her face hovering next to my ear. I didn't like how close she was. Kel, along with everyone else, looked up from their cards. Jem swiped her hand by my beer, but I held onto the handle tightly, as she tried to push it off the table. It ended up spilling. "Oh, whoops. Clumsy me, here, I'll get you a new one on the house."
"No. I was just leaving anyway." Kel gave me a look of gratitude. I pushed past Jem, dropping some credits into Rane's tip jar as I made my way to the back door. I could hear that Jem wasn't happy with my action, but I had one last thing I wanted to do. "Oh, and Jem." She put on a phony smile with a little hope. "You're not even close to my type." I wanted to stay so badly for her reaction, but I let the door close. The only thing I heard was the boys' short applause. I didn't want to stay there for too much longer. If I would have, it would go downhill, very, very quickly.
So, who's your favorite character? Zekk, Cregan, Arvis, Zan, Keever, or is it Aiden? I'd love to know any comments you have on your thoughts, or favorite character. So feel free to put anything. Alright, that's enough for now. Till the next chapter!
