My turn -
Chapter 11
Jaffa looked at the scene he had created; one of the green-headed Mallrats was getting roughed up. He looked to his side at Siva and Martin. He'd managed to get a formidable plan together in the few hours he had before would have Zoot became upset.
"On my word."
**
Amber started to wade through the water toward KC. She'd shucked her shoes earlier, but hadn't rolled up her pants, and they were soaking up liquid in her haste to get over. She shouldn't have let him go so far out.
There were four of them, three of them taller than KC. "What are you doing down here? This is OUR place!"
"I don't see your name," KC challenged.
"It's right here!" Another responded, pushing KC under the water.
"STOP!" Amber yelled, the froth swishing around her as she struggled to get over, Bray trailing behind her now.
"QUIT IT!" another, smaller, voice yelled. A boy came out; he didn't seem much older then KC as he launched himself at the bullies. "Leave him alone!"
He struggled with them as KC managed to pop one in the nose and Amber came closer. The others seemed to pull back, fighting their way out of the water and meeting the shore, taking off past a figure coming forward and breathing heavy.
"There you are!" the figure voiced. "You've got to stop running off like that!"
Amber had met the boys, and Bray was halfway across, as she helped them out and onto solid ground. They sputtered a bit and KC wiped his eyes before turning to his helper.
"Thanks, I don't know what they're problem was," KC said.
"It's no problem, they shouldn't have tried to get you like that, all together."
"I'm KC."
"Martin," the boy answered. Bray stopped short and slowly came up at the name. The kid's brown hair stuck up everywhere, his skin was clean and dripping at his fight in the water and it showed his puffy cheeks, making it quite clear he hadn't lost his baby face. "And this is Siva."
His partner stepped forward, a slight smile on her face. Her hair was a mass of blonde and blue braids, tied in random gatherings, the color matching her war paint, her eyes simple - and nervous - her clothes nothing special, the deep purple, latex corset standing out the most.
"I'm Amber, and this is Bray."
"It's nice to meet you," she said shyly. Bray looked at her closely, she reminded him strongly of someone. Maybe if her makeup was more drastic, or . . .
"Siva takes care of me," Martin volunteered, walking over and taking her hand.
"We met up so long ago I don't remember when," Siva said in response, she'd gotten a good story from Jaffa before he kicked her out the door, but just an outline, and the set-up of some of the Locos roughing the kid up. She hoped she wouldn't have to wing too much.
"What tribe do you belong to?" Bray asked, misgiving creeping in his voice before he fought it back. He shouldn't be judging someone because they reminded him of something or someone he didn't like.
"We don't," she answered, her eyes downcast. "We've sort have just been drifting around where we could."
That struck Bray, if ever someone was in trouble he wanted to help. Amber looked at Bray but KC spoke up. "Come with us a while. You could hang around, get something to eat. My brother just got married so there's a ton of food."
"KC!" Amber chastised.
"He just helped me from getting pummeled by the Jolly Green Giants and their elf buddy!"
Amber sighed and looked back to the hopeful faces, they did look . . . kind of hungry. Bray was the one that spoke though.
"Alright."
*+*+*
Jaffa sat in his room, thinking. The plan would work; it went off without a hitch. Martin would cozy up to someone in the ranks, maybe Bray, but probably Amber. He'd use his youth and innocence to capture them before faking an upset moment and running off. Hopefully, the prey would follow and the Locos would be able to capture them in a weak moment.
Siva's job . . . she would cozy up to someone as well, in a completely different way. It could be Bray, but Jaffa doubted he'd be that careless, Lex would be the next target, it seemed he was part of the high trio as they were rarely seen apart in battle. But Jaffa had heard murmuring, they had been getting help in tactics from another, some little genius in their group. Maybe Siva could flush him out, and there she'd strike. She would be the Locos little bluebird and convince her target to come to the other side. In this, Jaffa was sure the group would collapse right into Zoot's hands, and he'd be his second in command.
And Ebony would be tossed out, or better yet, rubbed out.
He sat back smiling; he'd send a message to his spies.
**
Trudy laughed, it echoed in the café as Lex kissed the juncture of her shoulder and neck. It felt so incredibly new, although he'd inducted her into the languished heaven of his kisses quite well. But now they were in the open, in the same moment she wanted someone to happen on them so she could share a giddy smile, and she wanted blush and step away. She wrapped her arms around him, the glass of water she held splashing a bit and wetting his shoulder. He rose grinning and kissed her mouth, backing her up against a counter.
"Not here!" Trudy said in a barking giggle.
"What? Our wedding was yesterday, they expect this," he smirked.
"I don't think so."
She kissed him anyway and he stroked her curves through fabric.
This was great, Trudy decided. Marriage was great. She was a pure moron to refuse his proposal the first time. She hugged him tightly, a warmth settling in her chest unlike anything she ever felt before . . . but she had felt it, in a less discernible tone. When he held her all those nights. It was safety, comfort, and love. Her best friend.
"Well, I'm quenched, back to the room?" Lex asked in mock conversation.
She laughed and grabbed his hand leading her husband, who was following closely.
Which made KC jumping in a little inopportune.
"KC!"
"Hey!" he chattered.
"Hi," Trudy said a little awkwardly, trying not to show she was a little eager to get away.
"I almost got killed."
"WHAT?" Lex asked venomously, looking to Bray and Amber.
"But it's okay," he continued. "Martin saved me."
The kid trailing behind KC stepped up and smiled.
"This is Siva," Martin offered.
"Nice to meet you," Lex said sparing no glances. "How did you almost get killed?"
"It wasn't that bad, Lex," Amber corrected. "He was just getting bullied, it wasn't like Zoot swooped down to catch him."
No one looked at Siva or Martin to notice if they shifted. Trudy dipped to look at KC, tipping his face up. "You sure you're okay?"
"He's a tough kid," Bray answered.
"We know," Lex said, annoyed.
As the others spoke Siva just looked on, more accurately she looked at Lex. He wasn't hard on the eyes in any respect, in a robe only it seemed. Siva tilted her head and took him in, jet hair with a bit of blue mussed up . . . a muss that matched the figure with the long violet hair attending to KC. Now that could be a problem.
.
Chapter 11
Jaffa looked at the scene he had created; one of the green-headed Mallrats was getting roughed up. He looked to his side at Siva and Martin. He'd managed to get a formidable plan together in the few hours he had before would have Zoot became upset.
"On my word."
**
Amber started to wade through the water toward KC. She'd shucked her shoes earlier, but hadn't rolled up her pants, and they were soaking up liquid in her haste to get over. She shouldn't have let him go so far out.
There were four of them, three of them taller than KC. "What are you doing down here? This is OUR place!"
"I don't see your name," KC challenged.
"It's right here!" Another responded, pushing KC under the water.
"STOP!" Amber yelled, the froth swishing around her as she struggled to get over, Bray trailing behind her now.
"QUIT IT!" another, smaller, voice yelled. A boy came out; he didn't seem much older then KC as he launched himself at the bullies. "Leave him alone!"
He struggled with them as KC managed to pop one in the nose and Amber came closer. The others seemed to pull back, fighting their way out of the water and meeting the shore, taking off past a figure coming forward and breathing heavy.
"There you are!" the figure voiced. "You've got to stop running off like that!"
Amber had met the boys, and Bray was halfway across, as she helped them out and onto solid ground. They sputtered a bit and KC wiped his eyes before turning to his helper.
"Thanks, I don't know what they're problem was," KC said.
"It's no problem, they shouldn't have tried to get you like that, all together."
"I'm KC."
"Martin," the boy answered. Bray stopped short and slowly came up at the name. The kid's brown hair stuck up everywhere, his skin was clean and dripping at his fight in the water and it showed his puffy cheeks, making it quite clear he hadn't lost his baby face. "And this is Siva."
His partner stepped forward, a slight smile on her face. Her hair was a mass of blonde and blue braids, tied in random gatherings, the color matching her war paint, her eyes simple - and nervous - her clothes nothing special, the deep purple, latex corset standing out the most.
"I'm Amber, and this is Bray."
"It's nice to meet you," she said shyly. Bray looked at her closely, she reminded him strongly of someone. Maybe if her makeup was more drastic, or . . .
"Siva takes care of me," Martin volunteered, walking over and taking her hand.
"We met up so long ago I don't remember when," Siva said in response, she'd gotten a good story from Jaffa before he kicked her out the door, but just an outline, and the set-up of some of the Locos roughing the kid up. She hoped she wouldn't have to wing too much.
"What tribe do you belong to?" Bray asked, misgiving creeping in his voice before he fought it back. He shouldn't be judging someone because they reminded him of something or someone he didn't like.
"We don't," she answered, her eyes downcast. "We've sort have just been drifting around where we could."
That struck Bray, if ever someone was in trouble he wanted to help. Amber looked at Bray but KC spoke up. "Come with us a while. You could hang around, get something to eat. My brother just got married so there's a ton of food."
"KC!" Amber chastised.
"He just helped me from getting pummeled by the Jolly Green Giants and their elf buddy!"
Amber sighed and looked back to the hopeful faces, they did look . . . kind of hungry. Bray was the one that spoke though.
"Alright."
*+*+*
Jaffa sat in his room, thinking. The plan would work; it went off without a hitch. Martin would cozy up to someone in the ranks, maybe Bray, but probably Amber. He'd use his youth and innocence to capture them before faking an upset moment and running off. Hopefully, the prey would follow and the Locos would be able to capture them in a weak moment.
Siva's job . . . she would cozy up to someone as well, in a completely different way. It could be Bray, but Jaffa doubted he'd be that careless, Lex would be the next target, it seemed he was part of the high trio as they were rarely seen apart in battle. But Jaffa had heard murmuring, they had been getting help in tactics from another, some little genius in their group. Maybe Siva could flush him out, and there she'd strike. She would be the Locos little bluebird and convince her target to come to the other side. In this, Jaffa was sure the group would collapse right into Zoot's hands, and he'd be his second in command.
And Ebony would be tossed out, or better yet, rubbed out.
He sat back smiling; he'd send a message to his spies.
**
Trudy laughed, it echoed in the café as Lex kissed the juncture of her shoulder and neck. It felt so incredibly new, although he'd inducted her into the languished heaven of his kisses quite well. But now they were in the open, in the same moment she wanted someone to happen on them so she could share a giddy smile, and she wanted blush and step away. She wrapped her arms around him, the glass of water she held splashing a bit and wetting his shoulder. He rose grinning and kissed her mouth, backing her up against a counter.
"Not here!" Trudy said in a barking giggle.
"What? Our wedding was yesterday, they expect this," he smirked.
"I don't think so."
She kissed him anyway and he stroked her curves through fabric.
This was great, Trudy decided. Marriage was great. She was a pure moron to refuse his proposal the first time. She hugged him tightly, a warmth settling in her chest unlike anything she ever felt before . . . but she had felt it, in a less discernible tone. When he held her all those nights. It was safety, comfort, and love. Her best friend.
"Well, I'm quenched, back to the room?" Lex asked in mock conversation.
She laughed and grabbed his hand leading her husband, who was following closely.
Which made KC jumping in a little inopportune.
"KC!"
"Hey!" he chattered.
"Hi," Trudy said a little awkwardly, trying not to show she was a little eager to get away.
"I almost got killed."
"WHAT?" Lex asked venomously, looking to Bray and Amber.
"But it's okay," he continued. "Martin saved me."
The kid trailing behind KC stepped up and smiled.
"This is Siva," Martin offered.
"Nice to meet you," Lex said sparing no glances. "How did you almost get killed?"
"It wasn't that bad, Lex," Amber corrected. "He was just getting bullied, it wasn't like Zoot swooped down to catch him."
No one looked at Siva or Martin to notice if they shifted. Trudy dipped to look at KC, tipping his face up. "You sure you're okay?"
"He's a tough kid," Bray answered.
"We know," Lex said, annoyed.
As the others spoke Siva just looked on, more accurately she looked at Lex. He wasn't hard on the eyes in any respect, in a robe only it seemed. Siva tilted her head and took him in, jet hair with a bit of blue mussed up . . . a muss that matched the figure with the long violet hair attending to KC. Now that could be a problem.
.