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Posted on June 19, 2010 at 02:44:47 AM by Flynn & Denahi
The voice was rough, the words harsher than anything he was used to, and Flynn turned his head sharply in the direction the sound had come from. He had never seen someone drunk before, he had never even see his parents drink, he had spotted some half-empty bottles in the rack in the kitchen once, and hadn’t known that he was the reason why those bottle didn’t get any emptier. She was very unlike his mother, that was Flynn’s first observation, she looked younger, but at the same time earlier, as if the world had had more of a toll on her, just in less time. He didn’t recognise the smell of alcohol either, but he could certainly identify that she smelt of something strong, and tilted his head to one side, considering her. “We were just messing around” he told the woman, jumping off the rock on which he had been sitting and taking a couple of steps towards her, Denahi following at his side. “I’m not tired either, I just got off baby-sitting duty, I wanted to be outside, you know?” His vivid blue eyes sought for hers, waiting to see how she responded, not quite sure of what her reaction would be. As the conversation progressed Flynn came to believe that she was rather strange, but he had never been judgemental and watched as she went from being confrontational to playful very quickly. It was odd, being asked these sorts of questions by an adult, none of the adults Flynn knew acted like this girl did. He was old for his years, his tendency towards responsibility having made him grow up rather quickly, more mature than many children his age. “Yeah, I love turtles,” he responded grinning, before holding out his left hand, and watching as brown and green fog began to float in the air before him, forming the shape of a turtle, which slowly became more solid, yet still slightly semi transparent. Flynn smiled, placing a hand on its shell, and it became more solid again, closing its eyes blissfully at the touch. “So I think, I’ve already found one, and hey, we don’t need to know what noise they make! This is Atuin.” “I wouldn’t have hit the fish, I can control the water, I’d have moved the fish out of the way or something, trust me, no fish were harmed” and with that he grinned, tightening his hold on the husky puppy’s collar in the hope of stopping him from flinging himself on the girl in an over excited greeting. “I’m Flynn” the boy replied, “it’s nice to meet you and all that sort of stuff.” She did seem to jump topics a lot, he thought, like the twins when they had eaten too much sugar and were being very noisy and jumping around when he was trying to read his book. It was very distracting. Now she was gesturing towards his familiar, as the semi-transparent turtle flew around them, as if it were swimming through the air, “He’s Denahi, my familiar, he normally talks much more than this, so i don’t know what’s up with him.” Show me what its like to dream in black and white |
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