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A day away
Deja vu
Root was slightly dribbling on the pillows as the alarm clock rang; he was jerked out of his sleep and met the floor with a hard bang. Cursing loudly, he smacked the alarm; mornings where not the best time of day for the Commander. Another string of foul words left his lips when he remembered what he was supposed to do at work. The council wanted to over review over theincome that the tourisim was creating, then they woulddebate over what to use it over. But all Root could think of was:It was a Friday! He shouldn't even be at work, but the council wasn't going to let him have his break. It was out of the question, the last time he had a day off the whole LEP shattered all respects for anything. Root shook his head looking at the picture on the nightstand that had been there the last year.
He really should've gotten rid of it last year. Root thought about it for a moment and then realized he should've thrown all of his ex-wife's things out of the window once he signed the divorce papers. But he didn't; he missed her, that was true but no one would know about that. Taking the picture he shattered the glass against the rim of the table, pulling out the thin paper he gazed into the photo's glossy surface. Remembering that very day.
He was smiling in it, his old wife next to him holding a carving knife for the wedding cake. Root felt a knot in his stomach. But banished it looking at himself. Another reason to get rid of it; he never smiled in pictures. It was stupid, standing he walked over to the paper shredder and held it above the mouth of the machine. After five minutes of debating with himself he dropped it, a small feeling of satisfaction crept over him, but he banished it. Another string of foul words left his mouth as he stumbled to the shower.
Children where splashing any passerby's with water buckets, but not Root, no one would be that stupid. He wrenched open the door and stomped down the steps, it seemed the whole city was drenched in a coat of water. Root held his head down dropping his shoulders with the weight they had to carry along with the water constantly pelting the fabric. It wasn't long before he was drenched with the rest of the Haven.
Rose put her headphones down once she saw her uncle; trotting over to the commander, her book in hands. She smiled up to her relative remembering all the times he had dropped her off to school when she was five. No one dared to pick on her all through school after that moment; it was a position of power to be related with the commander. Of course no one could stand being related to him for long. his temper got to them soon enough and they left, his own sister had filed restraining orders against him.
"Déjà vu huh?" She said good naturally to him, Root looked down on her as if he didn't even know she was there. Which to him; he didn't. His features hardened at her polite smile.
"What?" he asked, Rose rolled her eyes correcting a few black strands of hair in her face. While dodging other fairies expertly, she had gotten the hang of being small. Of course she could magic them out of her way, but she knew the answer to that story. You never wanted to display a great power in public, unless you reversed it. Or else they would come and cart you away for experiments. Humans and fairies alike. But back to Root.
"It means constantly repeating." She said keeping her patience with his hard eyes. Root didn't answer, Rose pulled out a black umbrella twirling it above her head, it was now or never.
"Do you think I have magical powers?" She asked looking into her uncle's eyes, realization hit him instantly. He remembered everything, but that was impossible. Such a little girl couldn't have done such a thing. He looked down on her with a hard glare.
"How...?" He managed to say, the words just didn't come. He knew he should've throttled the young elf. But he couldn't, she was the only one who actually put up with his temper. Of course she had a temper to rival his; perhaps that's why they sometimes got along.
"You where being a jerk to me, so I cursed you," Rose shrugged, whacking a gnome in the knees with her umbrella when he didn't move for her, "I think your changing; you have become if it is even possible even more short tempered and not to mention red..." Root glared daggers at her all through the dragged out speech, whatever she was about to say he wasn't going to like it one bit.
"Can you just tell me!" He yelled finally getting more impatient at every second she was talking over his faults, Rose was not startled at the outbreak. It was all familiar to her. But she took several moments to twirl her umbrella anyway watching Roots face getting redder and redder with some slight amusement.
"This day will be repeated again and again, until you find your new true love." She said smiling, Rose always wanted to say that. After several moments of long uneasy silence she burst into a fit of giggles. Root didn't know how to react, but he knew one thing, it wasn't true. It couldn't be true, that magic was lost to all elves. No no no no no no, that's not true! You know that, she lying! His mind said over and over. Rose saw it written all over his face though. She sighed, Why couldn't people just believe in magic?
"You don't believe me?" She said her tones lower and more dangerous, Root looked at her and resisted to shout all the bad words he knew at her. But he bit down at the strong impulse, if his sister knew he yelled at her daughter it would be off to court for him. He didn't want another restraining order against her. If she filed another then the council would investigate him, not that he had anything to hide. It was just the paperwork that followed. Root looked at the elf for a long time trying to figure out what to do. Rose looked back up to him after three minutes.
"I'll be watching you, make sure you do the right thing." She said smiling gently, whether Root knew it or not she was doing him a favor. She disappeared in the throngs of the People. Root watched her go, and instantly she was covered by the fast moving crowds that where continuously circulating throughout the streets. Root stood there for a long time, but finally he turned and fled to work at a brisk walk.
The day was inching by at a painfully slow rate, it had been three hours and it seemed to be three days. There was a knock at the door, the commander slammed his fist on his desk. He didn't like to be interrupted while he was indulging himself with a particularly good cigar.
"Come in." he growled, Sool stepped into the door grimacing. He and the commander never had gotten along. Root looked up returning the frown. The sliding door moved mechanically back into it's closed position. Temporary locking the two into the room, there was an uneasy silence.
"What do you want?" He snapped Sool slapped a few important looking papers on his desk. the commander looked over them throwing a couple at him. Sool caught the papers as if they where priceless. The office pressure cranked up a notch at the two's patience limits. Sool decided to take a chance and speak.
"I wish for a larger portion of gold to reach my department. We need the improvements." he said formally, Root scowled narrowing his eyes at him. He didn't like Sool, he had no regard for the people he believed where under him. but whoever was over him he became the perfect little servant. And that what he was, a backstabber.
"You want me to cut money out of my budget for my officers, to let you buy a new coffee machine!" Root yelled, the tension in the room was at it's limits. Sool did not speak, Root ground his cigar into the papers, without taking his eyes off of Sool. Sool retreated with what little dignity he had left out of the office. Root pulled out another cigar lighting it quickly, and stood. His office was a cramped space.
Filing cabinets overflowed, some of their contents lay scattered on the floor. His desk was nothing so much as an explosion on oak wood. Hidden cigars where placed in the light above him so no nosy officers couldn't separate him from them. Root walked out of his office, past the secretary he had hired a few weeks ago. But she wasn't there, his niece Rose was sitting in the padded chair filing her nails. Green sparks where circling around the phone answered calls and putting others on hold.
"What are you doing here?" He hissed, Rose looked up to him as if there wasn't anything strange about anything. She shrugged putting on a layer of blood red lipstick as if she was supposedto be there.
"Oh I don't know, maybe I said something about me checking up on you every once and a while." Root grimaced he already didn't like this magic. Rose began to steal his secretary's make up out of her sequenced purse. She causally tried on each product as if they where hers. Once she popped her lips in the glitter pink compact mirror Root lost it.
"Get that off your face, If your mother caught you looking like that!" Root yelled, Rose shrugged and put the things back into there places. She looked back on him her eyes showing no emotion, she looked very different from the girlish figure she used to be.
"I wouldn't threaten me If I where you, I can do anything to anybody." She said darkly, handing him a few papers she got out of the chair and headed for the door. Halfway through her walk she turned and winked, and her body slowly faded into a cloud of smoke. Root looked at the disappearing smoke in shock. Gulping he ran his eyes across the papers, Holly Short: Mission reports Root flicked through the half finished paperwork. Why would Rose give him these? Root almost smacked himself. He grounded out his cigar underneath his heel, and headed towards Holly's office.
Okay that was bad, really bad. Well you might think it was 'alright' but I think it was bad. I'm not good at these kinds of chapters, because it better later I just have to get to it. But for some reason it was really hard to write this one. I hope it wasn't too rushed. But anyway:
Kelitzo: Cool you watched the whole movie! I liked it but I only saw the ending a long time ago. :hits TV: Stupid satellite!
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