Zakai and Ei-Que... introductions

~EI-QUE~
~*~ She eased her frame off the bed, still looking at Abyss. His strength was improving.. a lot, she allowed a faint smile to wander across her lips. It was morning.. she had things she needed to do . She quietly pulled on her clothes.. removing her night clothes. Not sure what could have awoken her.. then she heard it again.. an odd spkitting of wood. She inclined her head just a bit, and glanced back at Alan. Her eyes sweeping across his sleeping face. Her smile faded as it came. The sound again. ASsuming it was Yvette chopping wood again.. she wandered towards the door. Exiting and decending the stairs.. the dawn still peaking over the hills of the surrounding countryside. It cast the farmhouse in hues of golden orange and yellow.. made it seem warm.. at home. Her hand lingered on the banaister.. as she decended, slowly. Smoothing her hair and adjusting her shirt as she reached the bottom of the stair. Looking to her old room.. now Zak's room. Wondering if the child was supprised that there was a huge Ex navy seal sleeping in his bed.. but she had offered her room for him. She had not even bothered to clear her things.. so she walked in.. quietly walking to the closet. Ignoring the stuff inside.. what may or maynot have been the childs and grasping her 86-9 fluctuating tansmitter device. She walked then outside expecting to see Yvette. Closing the door behind gher, and startling to see the boy child. She blinked.. near retreting back inside.. then she noted Yvette's truck was gone. She paused, uncomfortably she said in a mild voice ~*~ Hello...

~ZAKAI~
*the weighted end coils around the log, launching it into the air. The blade slices through- three times in rapid succession- twice length wise, once right through it. four neatly and evenly cut bits of wood begin to fall to the ground. the blade flashes again- two pieces knocked so that they land onto the pile- and once more to place the other two there. Kai smiles proudly to himself.* who sez you can't work and play at the same time? *blinks then as he hears someone* eh? oh- hi- hope I didn't wake ya. *resting the handle of the blade against his shoulder.*

~*~ She shook her head, her lavender locks falling over her eyes. She watched with ain inclined brow.. not saying anything else but a quiet~*~ Do you know where Yvette has gone? ~*~ Not a good morning.. not a good job.. a simple question. She stood then, upright and completely motionless. Her face was near cold.. expressionless. Her fingers curled around the device she held, cluthing it a taf closer to herself. WAtching the child a bit, finding she did not have much to say to him.. Thogh noting his technique for cutting wood. The only ting about it though impressing in her mind... efficient. ~*~

nice to see you too...*blinking- then he sighs* she was gone when I woke up this morning. probably had to make a run into the store....*a bit sheepish- he's been eating /far/ more than usual.* why? *noting the device, but not asking*

~*~ She looked at him for a moment letting a thread of silence pull between them. Before snapping it when it became uncomfortably tence. She blinked looking at her device~*~ I wanted to inquire when the next trip to the store was.. if she would be as so kind to retrive a few parts.. ~*~ Her voice trailing of, as she looked to the car that was still parked int he drive way. She looked and walked back inside.. without so much as a word more. Her posture even this early ws perfect.. which in a lot of ways was sickening. She placed her device on the table.. and scaned upstaris to Alan.. who was still contently asleep. She blinked.. placing her shields on him.. on maximum. She would NOT let the same mistake happen twice. WAndering toweards the door where the keys were hung. Not having a license, but knowing how to work near any peice of machinery. She grasped them and again exited the house. Closing the door behind her.. looking back and up towards Alan.. feeling uncomfortable leaving him without someone she saw as ''Adaquate'' Protection. Viewing Zak as a mere child and unable to defend their homestead if something were to go wrong. She withdrew a keychain and pressed a few buttons that were small alarms and such that would alert the lair if any unwanted person even a salseman vemtured near. She looked back to Zak.. quietly making her way to the car. Fiddling with the keys.. then pausing.. looking back at him. Feeling a bit uncomfortable leaving him there too, knowing Yvette valued him. She said quietly ~*~ Do you wish to go with me?

*blinks* uh- y'know- there's a reason it stick around the house and never go anywhere...*pauses. that's right- he NEVER goes anywhere.* ...well, if you really want me to...*can think of better company, but..oh, well...* um- the only problem is- I look a little, ah, different...*in clothing as well as just his general facial appearance.*

~*~She looked back at him.. with a blank stare. She had thought of this.. and simply shrugged. Pulling herself in the car.. reaching over and unlocking his door. Fastening her seatbelt, awaiting for him to join her in the car. She turned the key reving the ignition. She noted the possion of all the things.. the radio she was assured Zak would want to turn on.. the blinker the lights the brake the clutch. She memorised the layout isntantly. She placed her hands on the wheel, and awaited for him to get in. When he did get in..she said quietly ~*~ I doubt anyone will even notice us.. ~*~ She said awaiting fro him to buckle the saftey belt.. and get situated. When he did so and closed the door she nodded towards the radio.. as if to say she did not /mind/ the music. After that she smoothly, as if she had driven a car from the day she was born placed it in reverse and drove back along the driveway. When on the main road, she placed it in first, swiching the gears at the reqired moments. Again perfectly. Not exceeding the speed limit at all. Not finding the silence between them akward in the least. ~*~

*Like any kid- he's promptly surfing the radio for a good station- completely skipping any of the rock ones, though. He manages to come acrossed one with some nice, soft classic music, and settles back- watching the scenery go by. Yvette would be mad but...he wanted to see what this place was like.* ..are you sure no one will notice? *can just see Yvette finding out and throwing a fit*

~*~ She looked at the station with a bit of surpise.. she looked at him for a brief moment.. and asked simply~*~ You enjoy Chopin ~*~ The composer whos's work that was currently playing. She shook her head.. and allowed another small smile to fade on her lips, as she answered his question.. quietly ~*~ Because I do not want them to. ~*~ And ending it at that.. indulging deeply in the music. Releived emensely he was not forcing her to listen to ear-wrenching noise at a deafening volume. She mused inwardly.. the smile fading washed out as it came.. she enjoyed his simple company in a way.~*~

well, my life has a habit of getting excessively violent- why would I want to listen to music like that. *sighs* the Celtic station is down right now....*glances over at her* ...y'know- I've been in the house for awhile now-but I hardly ever see you around...

~*~ She keeps her eyes focused on the road, if there was a buit of humor about what he said aboutthe music it was wasted on her. She blinked a bit, and said~*~ I usually am tending to the horses.. or working on my inventions ~*~ Quietly.. her voice smooth and a bit cold sounding. Devoid of all emotion then she added~*~ Now that.. Alan is back I am tending to his needs. ~*~ She left it at that.. turning off the counrty road to a larger one.. then evnetually two roads later to a freeway. She merged perfectly.. and payed a bit more attetnion to the road. Swichign a few lanes.. noting the speed limit here was.. undeclared. She rose a brow, flowing with the rest of the traffic at a startling 85 or so. Her reflexes more than adiquate to avoid the people cutting her off, and the like. She seemed to relax a bit more.. and did not further the conversation. She assumed if he wanred to He'd further it. And if he were to lok to his windows he would notice not a single person in any car nearby stared at them. The motorists did not stare at the child or the girl with purple hair, but treated them as any other motorist. ~*~

*blinks- and mutters something about literal mind-games. He rides along in silence for a bit, though he covers his nose, trying hard not to gag as they get behind someone burning oil* *can't resist a small question, though, curious as hell* ...so, you and Alan are an item? *hasn't even /met/ this alan guy for all that he's at the house.*

~*~ Her expression failed to change though a slight blush did brush over her pale features. Her fingers did grip the wheel a bit tighter, she said very quietly ~*~ One may say that.. ~*~ She noted their exit was comming up, or the exit she needed. A few cars slowed as she turned.. and left the freeway. She did not ask about what he muttered, or say anything further than the sheepish, near embarrased ''One may say that''. She pulled off the freeway in some town she did not recall the name of. Then pulling into the nearest electronics store.. it happened to be Best Buy. She parked and unbuckled her saftey belt. Swining open the door and standing. Streching her limbs and then closing the door. Locking it.. and stepping from the car.. lookig at the trunk then over at the bacl seat. Making small mental notaions of the sixes.. adn then awaited him at his side of the car. Not leaning, but standing perfectly straight.. her hands folded at her waist. Her eyes brushing over the crowd that was there. Not as big as she thought to her relief. ~*~

*grinning at the blush* I don't think there's any 'may' to it..*hushes up as they pull in, then looks around- this is his first time around a group of normal people.* what's this place?

~*~Ignoring his statment and instead focusing on his question. She looks up at the store and says.. not sure HOW much he knew of human civilation ~*~ This is a store.. ~*~ Putting everything in lamemans terms, taking her ime as if not to confuse him ~*~ It is where humans go to exchange money for goods. This store specialising in electronis, music, movies and computer software. ~*~ She said walking towards the entrance. Pulling there a shopping cart from the rest of the pack. Tugging and pushing it towards the automatic doors. Blinking waiting until he had caught up with her. Entering the store and pushing the cart in front of her. The front wheel jiggling, she looked at it a bit annoyed as it spun circled, and made that annoying sound borken shopping carts made. Walking at a slow pace, hearing the cheesy Best Buy music, and noting the tempature was significantly cooler inside. She looked forst at the lare store.. the computers and enetertainment ssytems right in front of them.. She blinked noting she needed to buy Geoff a new walkman. She said quietly ~*~ Anything ou would like.. just put in the cart, and I will buy for you.. ~*~ Not really an act of hospitality.. the money she was using was hoarded out of GUARD's account. ~*~

*Looking at the electronic stuff, he slips something out of his shirt- a cover for the mildly charged weapon still on his belt- and then a pair of fully covering gloves* hm- nothing from /this/ section, that's for sure...*nearly fried the remote a few weeks ago.* hm..*starts poking around, though he gives the wheel a murderous look- pain tears actually in his eyes. that noise HURT.* kinda crowded..*dodging other people in the aisles.*

~*~ She ignored them completely. Glancing at a child that was throwing a temper tantrum in the middle of the isle. She blinked and the child slowly stopped to cry.. and the wailing pitch was ebbed She rose a brow.. not knowing of his powers ~*~ Most .. ~*~ Not wanting to say children ~*~ People your age.. enjoy video games ~*~ She said nodding to the sega section.. where a few kids his age comglomerated around the test area of the new Super Omeaga Platminum Special Edition of the New and Iproved Improved Nintendo 800. She mused quietly though as a few of them tried to figure out the etch a sketch in the toys depatment. She paused and grabbed the most expensive looking discman she found. Then looking grabbing one more. Walking down the computer aisle then apalled at how outdated the machines the general public was given to work with. She ignored them intirely. Finally pausing at the movie section at the end of it. Wondering what Yvette or Alan would like. Grabbing a few random nd new titles.. again encouraging him ~*~ If there is.. anything.. .

*he looks at the games- tries a bit. the firs time- he does terribly, much to the jeering of the kids watching. Second time- they simply stare. now he knows what he's doing- and finds it lacking challenge.* hm..*moves off and starts peering at the nearby music section now- glancing at the colorful labels and names- a few he knows from TV. He shudders at a couple of them- snatching up several classical CDs- promising himself he'll FRY Gild if the little jerk touches them.* You sure it's alright? *peeking around the stack of CDs.*

~*~ She motions for him to place them in the cart.. looking at a few movies trying to decide if Alan would prefer FLOOD A River's RAMPAGE.. or Doom part 6 more blood more gore. She sighs and snatches up them both.. then turns back, raising a brow ~*~ You bore easily.. ~*~ Though she admitted they bored her easily as well. She pushed the cart towards the other elecronics. Snatching up two Dvd players.. and a few Dvd's for the house. She grabbed a small television, and stared intently at a scnaner that was displayed in the middle of the main aisle. She looked at it for a long time before picking it up and placing it on the bottom of the cart. Moving aside a few of the smaller things before pushing the cart further.. Again no one noting anything unusual about a child that mastered the videogame or the face he was well blueish. She pressed on pausing at the games.. a small small section. Board games. She picked up a few Alan had mentioned before.. Clue and Monopoly. She paused.. looking back at him.. a brow inclined now, picking up a rubics Cube. Wanting to test his intelect in a small way. It was scrambled to no recognizing. She tossed it to him and quietly sighs ~*~ Rearrange the cube so that each side has a solid color.. ~*~ Then folding her arms over her chest.. qietly watching.. and not saying a word more, ~*~

*he glances around, wondering how long she can keep up this ''don't notice us'' shield. then he looks at the cube- caught more on instinct than on knowledge it was coming at him* oh, one of these things..*begins twisting the levels- wincing a bit when he tries to turn one section a little too fast and almost breaks it* oops..*then hands it back to her- completed.* Mystic was overfond of those things....I've never really touched one, but he gave me mental image ones to mess around with all the time. *really hates the rubic's stars- took him a little while to master those- and mystic would be such a jerk about it every time* ever tried a rubic's clock? *poking around for one* things are hard to find back..uh...where I was ''born''......*wondering if coming out of a generator counts as born*

~*~ She stood there, an inclined brow. Her hand moving towards her chin.. her finger resting on her chin. Impressed to say the least. She asked suddenly ~*~ What is the square root of 4,096 plus 521, and multiplied by the first 5 prime numbers? ~*~ She knew very well it was a trick question.. wondering if he'd slip at that one area that caught most lateral thinkners. Waiting, then taking the cube, placing it in the cart as well. Aa for the Don't See us facade.. she could pull the woll over their eyes as long as she needed. Only hiding them from the few humans who bothered TO notice them. The rest left well enough alone. ~*~

*quirks an eyebrow at the question, speaking with only a moment's hesitation* 1,351,350. *then he looks up, seeing something that very much catches his interest- but is well beyond a short syntant's reach. He glares up at the gyro scope JUST beyond his reach- no matter what he finds to stand on safely* dammit- I hate being short...*even if he got his weapon out he wouldn't be able to reach it without knocking down most of the shelf.* guess they don't want people playing with them...

~*~ She blinked as he solved it almost as quickly as she did. She smiled.. simply reaching the object for him.. watching him with a new found admiration. She handed it to him.. and pressed on, grabbing a few devices that seemed of little importance moving to home appliances. Grabbing a blender a toaster and a few smaller devices. Looking at each for a long time working out a few things in her mind before tossing them in the cart. Finally pausing at a microwave, and dishwasher. Taking the tickets from each.. then looking back at Zak ~*~ I am ready.. pick out other things you may need. Or desire..

Thanks! *then he thinks- and darts off down an aisle- which, given the way /he/ moves, means several people narrowly avoided getting run over. He comes back a few moments later- holding some posters and, of all the odd things, a mixture of dolls and action figures. he's curious about these things- the bright clothing and very odd proportions having caught his attention.* all set..*despositing them into the rather full cart.*

~*~ She blinked for a moment.. looking at the clothing he picked. Picking up a preice that appeared to be a womans negligee.. She blinked and sighed.. looking back towards the clothing section. She gave him a look, as if to say I'll be right back. and preceeded to pick out a few ''normal'' clothes, some jeans that appeared to fit, a few teeshirts and a jacket. Returning to the cart a few moments late looking at him. ~*~ I believe Yvette would harm me if I allowed you to .. wear this ~*~ Holding a bright yellow piece of clothing up, and she chuckled.. moving into line where the people there parted as they went to the front. Alan mused once she'd be a blast to bring to Disneyland. She quietly unloaded the things.. the Cashier not noticing the volume and the several duplicate items Shr rung them up the total being well over a thousand dollars. She simply ahnded her a card, a blank one with a magnetic strip. Subtracting the total from Guard's massive fund. She doubed the money would be missed. She took the card back and quickly tore it up, with some effort. Signing the receipt '' Dayre '' and leaving that at that. She walked then not even bothering to have the items bagged. Walking towards the exit waiting for The kid to catch up~*~

I don't even know what is- it was mixed with everything else! *follows- with a quiet sigh. he had picked the stuff up to look- he could never wear it. After they step outside- she might hear that his foot steps have stopped. Instead- he's crouching down by a box where someone is selling kittens, looking at the little black, white, ginger, and mixed color ones inside with every evidence of delight*

~*~ She paused her hands still wavering over the cart. She looked back onlt when a few feet away to notice he was stopped at the kittens. She blinked.. haven't even noticing them She smiled.. a small one but it lasted. Tugging with some force the cart Back up the small incline and then kneeling beside him. Looking at the array of kittens. Looking then at a small one all alone.. in the corner.. black and white stripped. Ignoring the girl she was selling them and picking it up by the scruff of the neck..looking back at the mewing brothers and sisters. She said quietly ~*~ Pick one for youerself one for Yvette and one for Alan.. ~*~She said taking hers in her arms.. the kitten itself was shaken and scared.. but did not speak. She smiled petting it gently. Looking back to the store.. and entrting it again.. the kitten still in her arms. Quietly waiting for Zalk to follow, not knowing the FIRST thing about pet care.. not knowing why he would either. ~*~ I assume they need food and litter... help me pick out a few.. things.. ~*~ She looked at her cart of other things and sighed.. going back to retrieve it.. placing the kitten back among the others.. ~*~ And please ~*~ Her voice JUST as quiet ~*~ Retrieve another cart..

*he picks up two- not three, looking a bit downcast* ..I can't have one.... *but he gets the second cart. Yvette would hopefully like having these around- they could help get rid of the mice. He askes the girl to hold onto the three- the two he picked for Alan and Yvette and the one she'd picked up- then he goes to get a cart.* Um..from what I've seen on commercials....cat food..litter...a litter box..food bowl..water bowl..um..*thinking hard*

~*~ She thinks as well moving to the asile with the pet care. She grabbed a few hard foos a few canned foods akll saying kitten. The litter the boxes teh water the bowls a few acessories.. and she looked at him and quietly said.. putting two and two together.. noting the few fried appliances around the house and his heistation. ~*~ You can have one.. if you are careful, and responsable. ~*~ She grabbed a scratch post and a few other things. Again returning to the regester and repeating the purchase with a different all white card. She looked back at him and said ~*~ Do not sleep with it.. do not let it climb on you.. ~*~ Saying very quietly.. Yvette would adore a kitten, and Alan, he needed something like that. Perhaps it would be good for him to be able to care for something even less helpless than himself. She did not really want one herself, but decided that perhaps it was best. After purchasing the items.. and refusing more bags she made her way back outside.. waiting for Zak to follow close behind. A small look of regret in her eyes..~*~

*shakes his head* I could never touch it, or cuddle it...I /can't/ control the charge at all...and it'll be back up to lethal level in a few days' time....*looks longingly at the other kittens as he follows, pausing to pick up the three.* they need that... and the poor things will probably be scared of me.. *true- the kittens he's holding don't look too thrilled to be there.* I smell too strange to them. *peers up at her as they move to the car* what's wrong? *The regret wasn't lost on him*

~*~ She looked at him and rose a brow, watching him.. ~*~ I doubt they would be thrilled to be held by anyone.. ~*~ But she did not press the point, not mentioning cats cound be perfectly content on a lap, just being petted. But she neared the car, opening the trunk and loading the things there. Slowly watching the kittens tremble in his arms on pawing at his hair. She simply watched, and then said ~*~ Nothing is wrong.. ~*~ Not mentioning the pity she felt for him. The refret instantly washed from her. She finished with the food and loaded the other items.. quietly, in the back seat. Until the car was -packed- with miscelanious items. She closed the door after fitting the last bit of clothed on the top. She moved to his side unlocked it then opened it. AS for him to get in.. knowing it would be a difficult taks with three terrified and near clawing kittens on him. Moving to her side.. and getting in. he hand runnig over the safety belt then ver to the kittens grabbing a random one and placing it on her lap so he would have a free hand to buckle up. ~*~

Thanks- *to one of the kittens* no don't- I tried to tell you not to claw me there...*calmly detaching a very shocked looking kitten- in more ways than one- from his neck* silly thing...*glances at her again, certain he'd read that expression right. Oh, well....maybe she didn't want to talk about it..* I think Yvette will like the little tiger one I grabbed for her, don't you? *buckling up*

~*~ She looked over at the tiger striped one thet was content on grooming itself she mused a smile as she put the car in reverse and then finally managed to get back on the freeway. She flipped on the radio again.. then reaching back for one of his CD's. Keping her eye on the road managing to open it an dplace it in the player.. it was Bach.. she rose a brow this kid did have taste. ~*~ I assume if she liked any of them she will like the tger stripped one the best. ~*~ She hused and looked over at him. A quick glance.. then looking back at the kittens and said quietly ~*~ Perhaps you should name it for her. And mine.. ~*~ Looking down at the small trembling and incedibly quiet kitten in her lap. ~*~

*bites his lip-a bad habit considering his ''teeth''* dunno how good they'll be..*looks over at the quiet kitten.* ...um....*glances down at the tiger, now placidly- having figured it's stuck with this weird smelling thing- sitting on his leg, letting the world go by* ...Fate. Cuz it's so accepting. *looks back over at the black and white one- and resists even suggesting Oreo.* um..

~*~ She looks at Fate.. and smiles.. fully smiles, seeing his logic behind the name, saying quietly ~*~ It is fitting and I am certain yvette will like it.. ~*~ Glancing back at hers.. serene scared, herself too resisting oreo due to the coloring. She weaved carefully in and out of traffic.. awaiting. Knowing already the rambuncious one on him would be deemed killer or spike by Alan. Or maybe as a joke dog. She rose a brow, as she soon came upon their exit.. Taking it and retaining the same speed onthe back road. Wanting to get home for the kittens' sake. Quietly turning to the one.. Blood hound or whatever Alan would name it as he crawled recklessly to Zak's shoulder. Swiching her gaxe from it to the road a few times. Finally coming to the final stretch home.. waiting for the name she vowed to herself she would keep no matter how ridiculous ~*~