Aurora: 32. Killian is from a civilization a long time ago (greek, egyptian, something) Where they figured out a way to freeze their royals so that they could be woken up later when a plague was over. The problem is that the plague actually wiped out the civilization. When Killian is woken up, everything is so much different. Aurora is sent to stay with him and protect him as well as figure him out
Killian jones: He was a phenomenon as soon as he woke. He spoke a strange language but soon learned theirs. Person after person came to study him but no one stayed for long. Killian stayed, dormant in grief and anger until she came...
Aurora: Aurora sat down. "It's lovely to finally meet you," she smiled. "How are you today?"
Killian jones: Belle had called Aurora the day before, telling her about the incident.
Killian jones: Killian stared at her with light, inhuman blue eyes "I can not say the same for you."
Aurora: "That's too bad. You're going to be stuck with me for a while."
Killian jones: "Yes." His accent was rich like honey and yet he spoke well. "I do not know you, so I could not have anticipated your visit."
Aurora: "Ah. Then allow me to introduce myself. My name's Aurora. Aurora Tam. And yours?"
Aurora: She held out her hand politely for him to shake.
Killian jones: "Killian." He said quickly. He stared at her hand but disnt grab it, looking up at her, confused.
Aurora: "So I'm guessing they didn't shake hands back in Sparta?" she noticed his look.
Killian Jones: He shook his head "όχι" Sometimes he didn't want them to know what he was saying and it unnerved him when they understood his language. "Γιατί εγώ θα σφίξει το χέρι μικρό περιστέρι σας;"
Aurora: "Because nowadays that's how most people great each other," she explained.
Killian Jones: He looked rather shocked but looked down "This is not nowadays, this is a special hell that I have merely happened to stumble upon." He would have liked to converse in his native language, but it would most likely be more difficult for her
Aurora: "I'm so sorry this has happened to you," she meant it too. How horrible it must be to wake up decades after your people have died... "If there's anything I can do to make it better, please let me know."
Killian Jones: "Of course you cannot." He said, his honey-warm accent dipping into something sharp and cold "Unless you can turn back time. And as you cannot, you can do nothing but poke and prod and question."
Aurora: "We question to figure out how to help you, and to learn ourselves. You are quite the anomaly."
Killian Jones: "No, you question because it is human nature to put the unknown under the looking glass. You are unquenchably curious and you wish to pick apart what you cannot understand. My people would have done much the same."
Aurora: "You're right in that too. Multiple reasons. Will you tell me about your people?"
Killian Jones: "That is like asking you to explain a book in one sentence, little bird. Which part of my people do you wish to understand?" He hated this language. It was so crude and cut up like he was being curt or rude.
Aurora: "Well, I guess there's a word we have yet to translate. That's a good place to start. What does, sorry if I mispronounce this, πόρνη mean? It's used in different contexts and we're not sure."
Killian Jones: He chuckled and a wide grin flew across his face. The spectators were interested now, he'd never shown any form of emotion. "πόρνη?" He laughed again "It doesn't translate well...but the closest words that I can think of... whore, prostitute, wench."
Aurora: "THat would have been useful to know in high school," she gave a small airy laugh. "What does our language sound like to you? I mean since at first you didn't know...what's the largest difference between them that you've noticed?"
Killian jones: "It sounds like words cut up and thrown together. Choppy, curt."
Killian jones: His smile disappeared, his eyes dimming again to the darker, yet still vibrant blue.
Aurora: "A lot of of people think so. I kind of disagree though. I think all language can be beautiful if you know the right words," she mused.
Killian jones: "I do not yet know the right words then, miss Tam. It is not a language of time to me. And time is what makes words beautiful, ages them into maturity and beauty."
Aurora: To her that was beautiful, but she decided to move on. "Who were you in your society? Why were you frozen?"
Killian jones: He paused, shaking his head "I do not remember such things." He decided "memories seem to have slipped my mind like running water through the hands of those better than I."
Aurora: "That's a shame. Though I suppose effects are to be expected. You're lucky, all the others who were frozen have passed away because of it."
Killian jones: Not because of memory loss surely. In fact, killian remembered everything. He just wasnt ready to tell strangers of himself "they escaped living hell. I envy them."
Aurora: That hit her hard. She'd never thought of it that way. At least he was alive, but was that really a good thing? "I...I suppose there are things worse than death, and this could very well be one of them."
Killian jones: "I believe I must have been terrible in my first life to deserve this, but there must also be a reason for my life. Do not misunderstand, little bird, I do not take life for granted. It is what I have left."
Aurora: "Good," she gave a small smile, "That's a good outlook to have. Why do you call me little bird?"
Killian Jones: "Because. Where I come from..." She was delicate, white, beautiful like a dove. "Women are not so delicate nor so beautiful. Things have changed, and your hair...is so...light. Bright like a bird."
Aurora: "Well...thank you, then," she gave a small smile. That was really nice. She'd have to remember that one whenever someone called her ugly. "What were the people like where you come from?"
Killian Jones: "Brash, generally. They are too nice, here, as if they expect me to break under a tender touch." He scowled "They are dark, black hair, black eyes." His own eyes were blue. "Dark skin. The women were careful, guarded. The men quick to fight."
Aurora: "From what I know of Sparta I guess that's what I would expect. Did you like it that way? So...brutish, no offence."
Killian Jones: He stared at you "Why do you say no offence? If I were to take offence I would, words would not change this matter..." Not that he was easily offended "It was merely how it was. I didn't have to deal with it much, really. My line of work allowed me to deal with the more serene of the population."
Aurora: "Hmmm...I guess it means take no offence because it wasn't meant for you to? Like I wasn't being insulting on purpose? I don't really know," she shrugged. "So what exactly was your line of work?"
Killian Jones: "Prophet." More like conman actually. Prophets weren't real, you just had to learn to read people, and if you learned to read people you could pretty much figure out their future. His good looks certainly helped.
Aurora: "You don't seem like the religious type."
Killian Jones: "I'm not." He agreed "You don't have to be religious to be a prophet." You didn't, really, even if you were a real prophet and he would continue to pretend to be. It would do him nothing to tell the truth here. "You merely have to be able to read the cards."
Aurora: The card thing made her think of fortune tellers. And that made her think of conmen. -That- made more sense. "Oh, you mean read people and tell them what they want to hear."
Killian Jones: He shrugged "Well see if you're good at reading people you don't have to tell them lies, not exactly. Certain people deserve certain lives and everyone come in with a certain air. If you can read them, ask about their life...It's quite easy, really."
Aurora: "I suppose that would work back then, but I don't think it would now. Things are so complicated it's impossible to predict."
Killian Jones: He shrugged "I doubt it. Things change but people never will."
Aurora: "I guess you'll get to observe that theory for yourself. It has been lovely talking to you, but I believe our half hour is up."
Killian Jones: He nodded and any emotion that he'd seem to have ebbed out of his face, leaving something unreadable but ultimately broken. Like a depressed person who had been fighting it for years but couldn't anymore. "Goodbye then, little dove."
Aurora: She gave a small wave and headed out the door. She'd definitely got enough information for her paper and she was sure to get an A. She thanked the scientists and historians and headed back to her dorm to begin writing.
Killian Jones: Belle looked at her with a small smile. "How was it?" Belle asked, brushing her brown hair with a soft brush "You know, I think that he might actually be handsome if he got a haircut...not that it's important. Did you get any interesting information?"
Killian Jones: *Ruby not Belle sorry*
Aurora: "Yes, I did. It was fascinating. It was like I traveled in the TARDIS or something," Aurora grinned.
Killian Jones: Ruby grinned too "I know right! He's just so...weird! It's a shame he can't speak English...he might make a good boyfriend for you."
Aurora: Aurora shot her a glare. "I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that, and he speaks English perfectly fine."
Killian Jones: "Huh? Well then he wouldn't speak it with me...I had to try to translate it, but I couldn't really understand it like you would have been able to." She scowled "Why!?''
Aurora: "Hey, if some creature with black ringed eyes, and bright red lips and hair came to talk to me when I was adjusting to a new time, I wouldn't want to talk to it either," she teased.
Killian Jones: She rolled hisr eyes "Hey, he was totally checking me out...it wasn't all my fault."
Aurora: Aurora laughed. "Did he have a cute little nickname for you, too?"
Killian Jones: "You had a cute nickname?" She shook her head "Getting you a boyfriend might be easier than I thought..."
Aurora: "I am not desperate!" Aurora threw her pillow at Ruby's head.
Killian Jones: "You don't have to be for that man!" called back Ruby "I mean the whole Greek attire isn't so hot, but I can see it. He'd be plain sexy."
Aurora: "There are more important things than looks. Besides, he's trying to adjust to the fact that he's about two thousand years out of his element. Do you really think he cares about having a girlfriend currently?
Killian Jones: "Yes." Disagreed Ruby "Guys are always interested in if they have a gilfriend! I mean especially a pretty one."
Aurora: "Then -you- date him," Aurora rolled her eyes. She was starting to get sick of Ruby trying to set her up with every guy she talked to.
Killian Jones: "Nah...not my type." She shrugged "But if you won't date him...you won't date anyone."
Aurora: "Maybe because I'm currently more concerned with graduating and starting my career? -Then- I'll date."
Killian Jones: She sighed "Fine...but you've at least got to admit that he's got potential..."
Aurora: "Fine. He's a very attractive male with a nice face. Happy?"
Killian Jones: "Well...not right now. I mean the long hair and beard thing is far from hot." Said Ruby with a wrinkled nose "But hey, that might not be his choice! But he's got nice eyes. Speaking of which, greeks don't have blue eyes, especially not in spartan times..."
Aurora: "It's uncommon, yes, but not unheard of," she pointed out.
Killian Jones: "No...I guess not." Ruby frowned "But back then?" She decided to drop it "Whatever. So what did you find out?"
Aurora: "He was a conman, that word we couldn't figure out, πόρνη, means prostitute, and Sparta was very brutish as it seems in the history books."
Killian Jones: "Too bad he wasn't a nopvn or whatever it was..."
Aurora: Aurora burst out laughing. "You are horrible, Ruby!"
Killian Jones: "I know. But that's why you love me!"
Aurora: "Yeah, now shut it and let me work on my paper! I do actually have to get this done, you know?"
Killian Jones: Ruby pretended to look hurt "Oh fine, I guess I'm not as important as your paper." And slunk into bed "Night, Rora."
Aurora: A month later her professor was passing out their graded essays. Aurora was confident she had done well. She had enjoyed writing her paper and thought it turned out great. When she got it back with a 69% however, her heart sank. As soon as class was over she went to speak with the professor. "Uh, excuse me? Mr. Noland?"
Killian Jones: "Yes?" Asked mr. Nolan "What is it miss Tam?"
Aurora: "I was just wondering if there would possibly be any way for me to improve my grade on the essay?"
Killian Jones: He sighed "I wouldn't do this for very many students, but... yes, you can redo it."
Aurora: "Thank you," she smiled in relief.
Killian Jones: "But you'll only have two weeks to get it done." He warned
Aurora: "That's fine. Thank you for even giving me this opportunity." With a smile and nod she headed out. First stop, talk to the head historian to see if she could talk to Killian again.
Killian Jones: The historian shook her head "his metal state is declining rapidly-we're trying to get him out of here to see what we can do."
Aurora: "Declining? That's horrible." But she really needed to talk to him for her paper... "My minor is psychology. Maybe I could help figuring out what exactly is happening because of the knowledge of both?"
Killian Jones: She shrugged "you can try your best. Nothing we do seems to help."
Killian Jones: killian was sitting forward, his previously long hair cropped and beard mostly shaved. Ruby was certainly right, he was handsome. He looked at her with dull, hopeless eyes that suddenly made his attractiveness cold and harsh "little dove..."
Aurora: Aurora gave a hesitant smile. Despite how attractive he looked, he didn't look good. "Good afternoon," she started to offer her hand for a handshake again, but remembered he didn't do that so awkwardly took it back.
Killian Jones: he blinked away the strange milkiness and said "you're back. Why."
Aurora: "What, I can't just want to see you? Nah, I'm here because I got a horrible grade on my paper and need to redo it. That and now I'm wondering what's wrong."
Killian Jones: "I see. I am glad to be of mockery. I am fine."
Aurora: "Of mockery?" She was confused. How did she mock him at all?
Aurora: "I don't think anyone does. I'm not sure if I'm supposed to tell you or not, but you're going to be moved soon. So at least that'll be some change in the monotony."
Killian Jones: His demeanor didn't seem to change "yes, so what do you need?"
Aurora: "I understand if you don't want to talk about it, but what happened leading up to you being frozen?"
Killian Jones: "we had just beat Athens, but there was disease and everyone was getting sick-it was plague. I fell with sickness myself but I had money and was well-known. I along with many others were preserved, meant to be awoken when the plague finished, but by then apparently we'd been attacked again and this time destroyed."
Aurora: She had to process that for a minute. He sounded so whatever about it, but she could barely hear the trace of emotion. It wasn't as easy for him to talk about as he wanted it to seem. Talking about the fall of your people -couldn't- be. "And what was being woken up like?"
Killian Jones: "Like waking up from a long sleep." No-it was like he was waking from death and everyone else was gone, he couldn't believe they were gone... but he kept his voice neutral.
Aurora: That couldn't possibly be true. Something like that...It couldn't be like sleeping. Not in the crude way he was frozen. "Now what was it really like?"
Killian Jones: Like waking from the dead. It wasn't like sleeping, it was like being eternally cold and he had believed he was in hell. But he couldn't say that. He wouldn't say that, not when he knew that everyone was watching. He hated feeling like he was always being watched, like he couldn't have any privacy at all, it was turning him into a person that he didn't like. So instead of answering, he shook his head as if exasperated.
Aurora: "Sorry, um, next question. Uh, what was it that made you realize you weren't in Sparta anymore?"
Killian Jones: "Surprisingly, it wasn't really very hard." He said in a cold voice "Hmm...maybe it was the clothing...or the fact that λευκό has never been so... λευκό" (translation: white because he was in a lab.)
Aurora: "Ah, the magical wonders of bleach."
Killian Jones: He looked confused "bleach? I do not want to know." He was having trouble speaking English today, it was difficult to translate everything in his head. sickliness and depression settled into every crevice in his head, it was making everything harder to do when nothing seemed to have a point. He hated it, had always hated people who could never find the good in anything and now it was him.
Aurora: "It's the chemical that makes clothes so white," she explained. She hated seeing him so much in despair. She hated seeing anyone in despair. "It will get better, you know? I'll make sure of it."
Killian Jones: He ran his hand through his newly shortened hair "Yes." He said, though he couldn't quite make himself believe it.
Aurora: "I like your haircut," she said the first thing that popped into her head.
Killian Jones: He raised an eyebrow "I'm not used to it." He said, trying at normality. Maybe he needed a little bit of that.
Aurora: "So long hair was the fashion back in Sparta?"
Killian Jones: He shrugged "Well it wasn't a fashion as much as a 'oh hey in the cold it's easier to survive' kind of thing. I suppose that isn't a problem now."
Aurora: "No. It looks nice on you though." Gosh what was she doing? She sounded so stupid! She was supposed to be asking him questions for her report, but she couldn't seem to remember any at the moment.
Killian Jones: He looked confused "Yes...I have yet to see it. What is the reason of this?"
Aurora: "Not one, really," she shrugged. "Just talking I guess."
Killian Jones: "And yet this was not the point of the visit." He scowled slightly, narrowing his features into something cold and dark. "And everyone has a reason for coming to see the caged animal."
Aurora: "I'm sorry you see yourself that way. I'm also sorry it's true." She was being honest. She hated seeing anyone treated like this. "-But- it can always get better. I'm going to make sure it does, alright?"
Killian Jones: "You keep saying that." He hissed "But I don't want your help, you're one of them too you must remember."
Aurora: "This isn't an 'us' versus 'you'," she snapped. "This isn't a fight. There are no sides."
Killian Jones: "There is always a fight." He growled "And sometimes there are no allies."
Aurora: "I pity you if you see the world that way."
Killian Jones: "I do not want your pity." He said, a slight bit of emotion enhancing his features.
Aurora: "I never said you did, but if you honestly see life as a constant fight then you have it whether you want it or not."
Killian Jones: "Not a constant fight. You don't have to involve yourself in the fight. There are just a few that pull you in whether you want to or not." He'd been in war and yes, perhaps he was scarred from the experience, but it'd shown him what he needed was not always what he wanted. And though he wanted to just go to sleep forever and lose himself, she made him remember that he had to fight. His eyes shone brighter than they had in a while, though it seemed forced.
Aurora: She had to think to realize his meaning, but she was glad when she did. "Sometimes things that seem like a fight against others are a fight against ourselves."
Killian Jones: "When I said there were no allies, I certainly was not included." He agreed
Aurora: Aurora rolled her eyes. "That part is still completely crap and I'm ignoring it."
Killian Jones: He shrugged "I am unaware of how crap involves my situation?"
Aurora: Aurora laughed. "I think you need to learn some of the more common figures of speech."
Killian Jones: "Yes, because I have so much time to do that." He rolled his icy blue eyes
Aurora: "Maybe I'll come back and teach you some," she shrugged.
Killian Jones: He would prefer not to see her again actually... "Yeah alright and maybe I'll stab myself in the chest." He was joking, and her reaction startled him slightly.
Aurora: "Of course not! Don't even -joke- about doing such a thing," she jumped.
Killian Jones: He raised an eyebrow "Alright, then Tam. I was merely mentioning another impossible thing. I'll try not to do so in the future?" He looked confused
Aurora: "It's just...I'm sorry, I overreacted. I just hate when people joke like that. I probably care too much about people, but I can't help it."
Killian Jones: "It would be cowardly to end my own life. And I hate cowards." He assured her.
Aurora: "What defines a coward though? We all have our cowardly moments." Maybe she should have minored in philosophy.
Killian Jones: "One who has less brave moments than cowardly. They run instead of stand up to fight. Fears for their own life but not for the lives of others that their hearts intertwine with."
Aurora: "Funny, one who thinks our language is so ugly can use it so beautifully."
Killian Jones: "I have something beautiful to live up to." He said, believing it. Greek was beautiful and he wanted nothing but to make these words flow as such.
Aurora: "Our language comes from Greek actually. A lot of words are derived from it. Your culture is still affecting us now. It's why it's one of the greatest cultures history has ever seen."
Killian Jones: He nodded "Yes, I've noticed some connections. It's why it was such an easy language for me to learn." He had always been good at learning other languages, as he knew 28 of them. It was useful to talk to people of all different countries.
Aurora: "Other languages are rather fun. I know three including English."
Killian Jones: "28." He said "languages I mean."
Aurora: "That's...a lot. Okay, I'm impressed."
Killian Jones: "I had a lot of customers. I was a good conman." His lips turned upwards slightly "As much as I resent that name."
Aurora: "I would say that 'an honest liveing's an honest living' but I don't suppose that applies," she teased, corners of her lips twitching up in a small smile.
Killian Jones: "Ah, not really. But I made do, and I was usually right too. If you want something to put in your report, why don't you write it about the side of Greek that they don't talk about? As far as I can tell everyone knows about the fighting and athens and whatever, but what about the disease, the πόρνη, the conmen, and the warped government that was obsessed with fighting."
Aurora: "Wouldn't that be interesting. An essay about prostitutes," Aurora laughed.
Killian Jones: "Of course not, but if they didnt' know what the word was, they probably didn't know about some of the darker aspects of the spartan culture."
Aurora: "Then what are some of these darker aspects? What was it like to just walk down the street?"
Killian Jones: "Well walking down the street wasn't exactly a smart idea...not for someone like me anyway. It really depended on what point of time we're talking about. Before the war with Athens it was alright, but after that there was famine and very few rich...It got a bit scary. The buildings were beautiful and tall and white but they were crumbling from lack of care and the pavement was cracked. Shady characters hid in the corners and you always watched where you stepped. However, if you were looking for πόρνη... that wasn't so hard."
Aurora: "You're right, no one talks about it like that," Aurora agreed. Right then the door opened to reveal the head historian in charge. "Miss Tam, your time is up." Aurora blushed a bit, "Sorry, lot track of time. Great conversation."
Killian Jones: He nodded "Goodbye... Tam?" He thought he'd heard right, but it sounded strange. He shook his head but was glad that she'd come. He was beginning to lose himself, but their encounter had helped him hold on a little bit.
Aurora: "Until next time," she nodded and followed the head historian out the room.
Killian Jones: The historian narrowed her eyes, wondering exactly what was happening. He refused to talk to almost anyone but her...maybe it was because she didn't wear anything too modern? Or because she reminded him of someone from his past? "That was interesting...you've gotten more information out of him than all of the rest of us. He doesn't seem to like talking about anything with anyone..."
Aurora: That surprised her. He seemed so forthcoming with her. "Really? That's...odd. I wonder why."
Killian Jones: "I don't know..." She still looked suspicious "Well either way do you know what's going on with him? He seemed fine with you of course, but with people like me... he just curses at us in Greek. It's not exactly pretty."
Aurora: Aurora had to bite back a chuckle. "He needs to not be an animal in a cage. That would be hard on anyone. I think he needs to learn about the world now, and be a part of it."
Killian Jones: She sighed "I know, but it could also overwhelm him and...He doesn't need to tip off the edge at a time like this.''
Aurora: "Ease him in slowly then. Have someone show him around. Keep him here at night. If you don't stop caging him -that's- going to tip him off the edge."
Killian Jones: "I'm afraid he already has..." she muttered, shaking her head slightly "But you're right. I have to figure out how to regulate it, though."
Aurora: "Thank you for allowing me to speak with him, and if there's anything I can do to help please let me know."
Aurora: A few hours later Aurora was in her dorm studying for a test tomorrow when her cell phone rang. "Hello?J"
Killian Jones: "Hello. I've figured out a way to regulate the amount of things that he sees...and of course you'd be payed if you take the job. All you would have to do is show him around..."
Aurora: Aurora's eyes widened. Did she hear that wrong? "You want me to be his guide and show him around?" she clarified.
Killian Jones: "Pretty much." Agreed the woman "If you'll take the job of course."
Aurora: "Yes, of course!" Aurora jumped at the opportunity. Then she realized it would probably not do well to sound too eager, so she added, "I mean he's so fascinating, I'd love the opportunity to learn more."
Killian Jones: She smiled behind the phone "Of course. You'll be payed approximately 60 dollars an hour." And with that she hung up."
Aurora: Aurora just kind of sat there on her bed in shock. Well that would take care of...her bills for the rest of college. Well, depending on how much time she spent with him.
Killian Jones: Ruby grinned and peeked out of the bathroom "I called it. You like him."
Aurora: Aurora turned to look at Ruby. "What?"
Killian Jones: "I mean... YES I MEAN...HES SO INTERESTING." she mocked Aurora's tone and giggled.
Aurora: Aurora rolled her eyes and threw a pillow at Ruby's head. "He is! I'm a history nerd, remember? He's practically a walking history book!"
Killian Jones: "And one that could read a phonebook and i'd still listen..." muttered Ruby "I think that he's good for you. And that's a LOT of money."
Aurora: "How is he good for me? And yeah, it is a lot...Wait a second, how did you hear how much it would be? Ruby! Were you listening on the other phone?!"
Killian Jones: She nodded "Well yeah, it sounded interesting! And...Oh come on, we both know that I listen to all of your interesting phone calls."
Aurora: "If you get Nair in your shampoo I take full credit. Now what do you mean about 'good for me'?"
Killian Jones: "I mean that I haven't seen you actually interested in a guy in forever."
Aurora: "I am -not- interested in him!" Aurora protested, -again-.
Killian Jones: "Yes you are, just not in the right way -yet-"
Aurora: Aurora rolled her eyes. "The day I sleep with Killian Jones you will get a hundred dollars."
Killian Jones: "Done." She agreed "though that's only two hours...He'd better not be that fast."
Aurora: She blushed bright red. "RUBY!"
Killian Jones: "Anywawy, I'm counting on that...and I want to go with you! When he's a bit better I mean."
Aurora: "Fine, but I swear if you try -anything- you're going to leave right then, got it?"
Killian Jones: She grinned "As long as I can still try him..."
Aurora: Aurora didn't bother to respond. The next day, as soon as her classes were over she went straight to the head historian. "Hello," she smiled.
Killian Jones: The historian smiled "Now I expect that you won't take him too many places...and you can bring him back whenever you want."
Aurora: "I was thinking about starting small. Go to the student lounge or something and just watch."
Killian Jones: She nodded "That would be a good idea." Killian came out, but around the head historian he looked different, darker and he didn't speak. She rolled her eyes and said "Well then, i hope to see you two later."
Aurora: Once she was gone Aurora smiled at Killian. "Ready to observe the animals that are college students?"
Killian Jones: Killian's face melted back into it's usual position "that sounds almost dangerous, little bird."
Aurora: "Almost?" she raised an eyebrow with a grin.
Killian Jones: "Almost." He agreed. Sparta had been dangerous just to walk down the street, he kind of missed it. Of course this wouldn't be an actual dangerous trip, but it would be interesting. He'd always been good at reading people, and reading these people would tell him more about the environment "Allons-y."
Aurora: "You know French too?"
Killian Jones: "Of course. 28 remember?" He raised an eyebrow "But do you?"
Aurora: "Oui. English, Greek, and French."
Killian Jones: He nodded "I see. And what in the underworld made you want to learn those?"
Aurora: "Well English is my first language, my aunt spoke French so I grew up with it. Since I already knew quite a lot I figured I should just learn the whole language. And since I've always loved history when in college I had to pick a third I chose Greek. I guess that's a good thing."
Killian Jones: He nodded "I see." As soon as they walked out he froze up slightly, but hid it with another step. The metal buildings spiraled above his head in a crude, cold fashion... It wans't beautiful at all, it was cruel.
Aurora: She noticed his brief hesitation and gave his hand a quick squeeze. "It'll be alright. We can just walk around campus if you'd like."
Killian Jones: He ripped his hand from her's immediately, surprised. "Yeah, that'd be good."
Aurora: "Sorry," she immediately apologized at his reaction. "That's probably a good idea. Not so many people, but there will still be a few about campus on a nice day like today."
Killian Jones: He nodded "I'm not afraid of people, you know." He said, his voice heavily laced with an unreadable expression.
Aurora: "Of course not. You just might find them... strange. Especially college kids."
Killian Jones: He shrugged "I have a feeling I'm the strangest person here at the moment." They began walking.
Aurora: Right at that moment a rather flamboyant, obvious, crossdresser walked past. Aurora burst out laughing at the look on his face. "Are you sure about that?"
Killian Jones: He raised an eyebrow "I've seen worse." He had of course, but...that was certainly strange "But what the hell?"
Aurora: "That's Stevette. Nice enough, but, well, likes to dress like that," she shrugged.
Killian Jones: He nodded "Alright. But if I have to wear a corset I'm going to k-" He remembered how she'd overreacted the time he said he'd kill himself before "kill someone."
Aurora: Aurora laughed. "I just don't think that would work on you for some reason."
Killian Jones: "Hmm...No but I wouldn't mind seeing you in one." He purred
Aurora: Aurora looked up at him slowly with a look of utter bafflement. "Have you been talking to Ruby since I last saw you?"
Killian Jones: "Ruby?" He raised an eyebrow "I don't know what kind of name that is, so I'm going to guess no."
Aurora: "Nevermind. So...the architecture must seem so different..." Well...at least it wasn't 'nice weather we're having'.
Killian Jones: "Certainly." He said, looking at her up and down "But I don't mind it."
Aurora: She blushed red, and thought what Ruby had always said to do when someone flirts with her. In the exact words of Ruby: Just do what I'd do. Aurora had never had the opportunity, but she didn't have a better plan at the moment. She met his eyes, and with a coy smile said, "I don't. The -architecture- of Sparta seems pretty appealing." Okay, so she wouldn't be following -that- advice again.
Killian Jones: He smirked "There's only one building worth exploring really."
Aurora: If it was possible Aurora's face turned even more red and she turned her head to look away from him. "I can't believe I actually said that."
Killian Jones: He laughed "Yes, you're not used to doing it." Looking to the side he saw Ruby walking past "Ah. Red lips goes here?"
Aurora: "No, I'm not," she agreed. "That would be Ruby, who's my room mate." Aurora explained as she waved Ruby over.
Killian Jones: Ruby came over and looked at Killian up and down, her mouth open as if to say 'oh my gosh he got a haircut, that's sexy.' Killian sighed, conflited on what to do. With red lips he'd always pretended he couldn't speak English to avoid her rapid questioning, and with Aurora he'd been forthcoming. "Ah. You again."
Aurora: "That's usually my first thought," Aurora teased. "However that's not usually the male reaction."
Killian Jones: "Yes but see I'm not Stevette."
Aurora: Aurora burst out laughing. "Um...I don't really think Ruby is Stevette's type."
Killian Jones: Ruby shook her head "No, but you know...I think I changed my mind Aurora." SHe hoped that Aurora would get her reference from their earlier conversation. Killian looked down at her, realizing that she was also beautiful, though more harsh. "I see. So Aurora, I see the archatecture has changed a bit around here...Can't say I mind." Ruby smirked and pulled him down to whisper something in his ear. He smirked back when she did. "Of course."
Aurora: Aurora looked to Ruby, then to Killian, then back to Ruby. "I can already tell this is not going to turn out well."
Killian Jones: She straightened Killian's collar "Oh I disagree. I think it'll be great." Killian, surprsingly, seemed to have changed drastically in the past hour and didn't seem like he minded Ruby much at all.
Aurora: Aurora was now -highly- confused. And suddenly in a bit of a sower mood. "What did she say to you?" she asked Killian.
Aurora: *sour
Killian Jones: "I have a feeling you can guess." He purred and Ruby locked arms with him.
Aurora: She gave a perfectly polite smile. "Ruby, do you remember our deal?"
Killian Jones: Ruby sighed "Yes...Come on Aurora I haven't gotten any in forever!"
Aurora: Aurora smiled for a moment as if she completely got it. Then her face turned to it's glare. "Leave."
Killian Jones: Ruby sighed and touched her nose to his "Later" She said before walking off.
Aurora: For no apparent reason at all, Aurora was now in a bad mood. She continued walking without a word.
Killian Jones: Killian continued walking in silence with no problem but eventually said "I don't suppose they have rum here?"
Aurora: "No," she snapped, but realized how rude that was. She took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, that was impolite. No, there is not." It was college, of course there was. There was tons of alcohol, but he didn't need any of it so it was better to just deny it was there.
Killian Jones: "mmm, too bad." He said "Is there something wrong, little dove?"
Aurora: Yes. Not that she knew what it was. "Why would there be?"
Killian Jones: "Because you've been completely quiet on the way here. You're not usually quiet, and you wear a scowl as if someone's put raw δειλός in your tea."
Aurora: "Fine, I'm not in a good mood. No, I don't know why."
Killian Jones: "Jealous?" he purred
Aurora: -Yes- she immediately thought, but that was ridiculous. She had nothing to be jealous -about-. "No," she defended, "Why would I be?"
Killian Jones: "I don't know." He said, putting his lips near her ear "You tell me." He whispered
Aurora: A shiver ran down her and she wanted to run as far away from him as possible, but instead was frozen to the spot. Crap, so maybe Ruby had been right. Dang her. DANG RUBY! Aurora turned to look up at him and almost forgot what she was about to say. "I'm...not," her voice came out all wobbly and husky like she had never heard it before.
Killian Jones: "So tell me." He said, returning to his full height and neutral expression "How did your husband die?"
Aurora: That snapped her out of it. She looked away angrily. Angry at herself. Angry at Ruby. Yeah, mostly angry at Ruby. "What?"
Killian Jones: "How did your husband die? Or I assume it was your husband, unless ακατάλληλος is perfectly normal at this time period.'
Aurora: "Oh, I've never been married."
Killian Jones: "Never once? Wasn't there suitable suitors?"
Aurora: "Uh..." she was SO confused...Then it hit. "OH! People now don't marry that young. Most people aren't married until their later twenty's now. So no, never once."
Killian Jones: He raised an eyebrow "I see... Twenties? That's rather late, why would you want to marry when you're middle aged?"
Aurora: Aurora laughed, not -at- him though, but at how different the cultures were. "That's not middle aged now. People live to eighties and nineties now. Middle aged is forties and fifties. How old are you?"
Killian Jones: "Ten."
Aurora: She gave an 'oh please' look. "Basic biology hasn't changed."
Killian Jones: "I'm kidding." He said, rolling his eyes "I'm not sure, though. We didn't celebrate years like your culture does. Somewhere around mid twenties."
Aurora: "That would be my guess," she shrugged. "Seems about right."
Killian Jones: He was almost surprised that she hadn't mentioned the fact that if he was in his twenties he must have been married. He didn't want her to ask either, he didn't need those memories...and the fact that she was gone hit him like a hammer. "I suppose that's because of medical advances?"
Aurora: She obviously realized he would have to be married, if he was the type, but didn't want to ask. It didn't really matter now. "Yes. Innumerable. We've come a long way in two thousand years."
Killian Jones: "I see. We probably could have used that a few eons ago." He stopped walking and sat down on a bench, earning a few looks from an attractive blonde who Killian kept staring at.
Aurora: "True," she replied a bit awkwardly, not really knowing what to say.
Killian Jones: Killian tilted his hair, continuing to stare at the blonde like she was the most beautiful thing in the world.
Aurora: "Her name's Ella," Aurora informed him, a bit grudgingly.
Killian Jones: He turned to her "No uh-it's her hair... what's wrong with it?"
Aurora: Her eyebrows scrunched in confusion. "Nothing?"
Killian Jones: "She's not old, so why is her hair white?"
Aurora: Aurora laughed. "So when twenty's middle aged, people live long enough to get white hair? Her's isn't white, it's blonde. Yellow-ish."
Killian Jones: "Well no but there is the occasional outlier that happens to get old enough to get white hair." He looked at her closer "It looks like it's spun from gold...Why is her hair gold?"
Aurora: "It's not, it's just normal hair. That's just the colour of it. A lot of girls have blonde hair."
Killian Jones: He shook his head "I see...That's...differen t." He knew that he didn't have blonde hair because of the occasional reflection that he'd seen in water, and he knew that his eyes were strangely colored because of people commenting behind his back, but he'd never seen blonde hair. He was also the first that anyone had ever seen with blue eyes, so he wondered if those things happened more often now... He looked more closely at Aurora's eyes to find that they were in fact blue and he began searching them, interested.
Aurora: "What is it?" Aurora asked at his inspection. She was starting to feel self conscious at his gaze.
Killian Jones: "Your eyes." He said "They...I was always...Well they thought me a demon because of my eye color. And you..." he trailed off and looked down.
Aurora: "A demon? That's ridiculous. Blue eyes are completely natural. I think you have nice eyes."
Killian Jones: "Not in Sparta. There was a myth.. I've asked about it, it seems to be lost from the generations... but it was of a seer who had eyes as light as the sky... It's a long story but basically she killed children and the Greek are a superstitious group."
Aurora: "Well that's...lovely."
Killian Jones: He shrugged "Ah yes, it was." That was really why he never traveled the streets. But it did help his business. Demons know all apparently.
Aurora: "I've asked you a lot of questions, do you have any for me? I mean with the culture shock..."
Killian Jones: "I'm not shocked by culture. People never change." He shook his head "I wouldn't know where to start, Aurora Tam."
Aurora: "'Do you have any questions' seems to always be the hardest question to answer."
Killian Jones: "In my culture names mean things. They're important... What does your name mean? Does it mean anything?''
Aurora: "Aurora was the Egyptian goddess of the dawn. My aunts always told me it was because I was 'the light of my parent's lives'. It's very sweet. What about yours?"
Killian Jones: "Killian means warrior. Quite fitting for the times. My parents always wanted me to be a warrior. And I was for a time."
Aurora: "In Sparta fighting was prized, but obviously you know that. You're name suits you though."
Killian Jones: "And why is that?" He'd always thought it fit him because of how long he fought, but he didn't know what she meant.
Aurora: "Anyone can fight, being a warrior is a mental state though. You've been through what no human should ever have to, but you keep going. If that's not a warrior then I don't know what is."
Killian Jones: "A warrior is someone who fights until the end for something that they care for. Trust me, I'm not that."
Aurora: She shrugged, "To each their own."
Killian Jones: He agreed "To each his own." He echoed. "Okay I've got a question."
Aurora: "Shoot," she nodded.
Killian Jones: "Why are they trying to get me situated into the world if they want to study me?"
Aurora: "Morality laws. They can't keep someone against their will for study. However, they couldn't just let you loose either. I'm sure they're still going to ask you loads of questions, but they can't keep you prisoner."
Killian Jones: "Oh I have no doubt that I'll never get out of there. Not fully. They'll find some reason or another."
Aurora: "I have no doubt they'll keep tabs on you, but they can't keep you there forever."
Killian Jones: "Can't they?" He challenged weakly. "I think we should go."
Aurora: "Where?" she inquired.
Killian Jones: "Back." He'd rather go to a bar and take back a bottle just to see their reaction, but he didn't say that. He didn't think she'd appreciate it.
Aurora: "If you want," she shrugged and started walking back. "But the bad news for you is that you'll have to see me tomorrow as well."
Killian Jones: "That's not such bad news. Perhaps we should go to a πορνείο." He tried for a joke, though he really wouldn't mind...
Aurora: "Somehow I don't think going to a brothel would be as fun for me as it would for you," she joked back.
Killian Jones: "Aww, why not?" he said with a fake pout "I'm sure you could find someone...Less womanly."
Aurora: Aurora laughed. "There is not enough alcohol in the -world-."
Killian Jones: "Oh yes there is. There is always enough alcohol in the world."
Aurora: "Not enough to make me step foot in one of those places."
Killian Jones: He chuckled "I would make a bet but I'm pretty sure you'd get fired if I came back too drunk."
Aurora: "Probably," she laughed. "And if I got too drunk I might end up owing Ruby a hundred bucks," she more thought out loud than told him.
Killian Jones: He raised an eyebrow "Why? Have you never been drunk?"
Aurora: "Never mind that. And no, I haven't been."
Killian Jones: "Ah. Well I was in the military, I"m sure that speaks for itself."
Aurora: "A bit," she confirmed. "But I am a college student who has never been to a party, so," she shrugged, "maybe I just don't know what I'm missing."
Killian Jones: "Not much, really. Unless you actually want to be stupid."
Aurora: "Not perticularly. I have worked for years on becoming educated."
Killian Jones: He'd worked many years on trying to forget everything he'd ever remembered so it was perfect for him. "Yes. What is a college for anyway?"
Aurora: "It's for learning about specific fields of study which you choose depending on what career you want."
Killian Jones: "I see. There wasn't anything much like that. You were a soldier and you generally died and that was the end of it."
Aurora: "The idea is more Athens-like."
Killian Jones: He shrugged "The only thing I know about athens was that they liked killing us."
Aurora: The historian in her instantly came out. "Very fascinating culture really. They were mainly focused on furthering intellectual ideals and some of the greatest philosophers came from them. Not surprising because it was the birthplace of philosophy."
Killian Jones: "Yeah okay I'll continue to think of them as the people who liked killing us."
Aurora: Aurora could have smacked herself. Of course he didn't want to hear about the good things in their society. "That too. They got pretty wiped out themselves if it helps."
Killian Jones: "Not really." He said, shrugging "I didn't wish for their destruction."
Aurora: Time for talking was done though as they had reached the historical research building. "See you tomorrow then?"
Killian Jones: Killian nodded, the milky film covering his eyes again "Yeah. Bye."
Aurora: "What was that?!" Aurora demanded as she entered the dorm room and shut the door rather forcefully behind her.
Killian Jones: Ruby smiled innocently "What do you mean?"
Aurora: "Don't even start," Aurora snapped in exasperation.
Killian Jones: "Well hey you said you weren't interested. And I am."
Aurora: "I call bull. You were just trying to make me jealous. I know you, Ruby."
Killian Jones: "Oh fine, but he is sexy." She said, brushing her hair with her fingers.
Aurora: Aurora bit the inside of her lip. Should she let Ruby know that it worked..."Trust me, I know."
Killian Jones: She grinned, catlike "So it worked, then? I mean if you're not interested I'm totally going for that..."
Aurora: "I can't believe you," Aurora rolled her eyes. "But I have dibs. Because he's genuinely interesting, I like being around him, and, " girl moment time, "oh my gosh did you -see- him?!"
Killian jones: "yeah. Yeah I totally get you I promise. He's smoking hot."
Aurora: "Now, oh-wise-match-maker, how do we get him to fancy me?"
Killian jones: "I think he already does... But he's totally the flirty type, which is why you'll never know."
Aurora: "Alas," Aurora sighed. "I guess I'll just have to figure it out tomorrow. See you in the morning," she called as she headed to the bathroom for her shower, then curled up in bed and went to sleep.
Killian jones: Ruby smiled, feeling accomplished and fell asleep as well. In tr morning Killian waited patiently for aurora but the historian came in instead...
Aurora: *So even though we had a good idea for how to finish this, this is getting boring so we're starting a new one. This would have ended by them accidentally ending up in Sparta, the scientists have to get her back, right when Aurora's going back to her time Killian goes with her because "I already lost everything once, I won't lose my everything again." Long story short Aurora ends up owing Ruby $100)
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