Back Here Again [Oriel]

[Philomena Snow]

It hadn't become a regular place for her to go, but Mina found that when she went to that pond, people generally left her alone, and even if it was warmer and there were more people willing to hang around outside than in Winter. She didn't know why she didn't think of it sooner, to just make it her usual lurking spot. Then again, she didn't have an issue with her usual place - the library. The librarian was too skittish to be a bother for long, and the point of that place was to be quiet. And if all else failed, she had her room.

Maybe it was the change of scenery. She wasn't sure. She didn't exactly care. It was just what she wanted to do. So she did it.

However, when Mina arrived at that pond, there were people around. And she couldn't be bothered to deal with people. There were other ways of getting rid of them (i.e. threatening - some people walked in the opposite direction just at a look from her), but she had a feeling these dolts would be a group of those who would say things like 'You think you're so hard, you're just a wussy girl/a wimp/a coward!' The only part of that statement which was true was the female part. And she wasn't afraid to disprove them. But she didn't have the energy. And she didn't want to go anywhere else.

Next best option... seemed to be getting out of sight. She looked around, and then up. A tree, the tree that sat right next to the body of water.

That would do.

With not too many difficulties, the dark-haired girl hoisted herself up into the branches and came to rest on a decently sized one. No-one would bother her up here. And she'd be able to see if anyone was thinking of bothering her, because she could see all the people milling around uselessly underneath her. It was almost perfect.

If only the world had a mute button.

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Now that he'd calmed down some....okay, Oriel still hadn't calmed down much in dealing with his lonely afternoons, but he was at least finding other ways of dealing with it. And one if those which always worked well was the traditional afternoon nap. Now that it wasn't that cold out anymore, Oriel was free to let himself laze around without a care in the world outside with the birds and the bees and gentle breeze passing through the trees...... Oriel just wanted a fucking nap in his fucking tree and the bees could go shove it up someone's ass, preferably not his own.

Oriel tromped over to his usual tree at the pond, the one that held his mushy and sweet memories if insulting the shit out of Phoenix on their first meeting, with the intention of taking a very relaxing and anxiety free nap. He thought everything was going to go smoothly, just show up and climb the thing and situate himself accordingly. Unfortunately this wasn't happening, but he didn't realize this until he was already standing beneath the overgrown shrub and peeked up from underneath it's foliage.

Sacrilege! The audacity!! How could someone else have discovered this sacred spot of nappage? It was his and his alone!!

Naturally, finding someone else in his napping spot made Oriel greatly offended and he growled like an angry kitty up at the black haired offender. And then kicked the tree with a fierce, unimpressed glare. "Hey," he grunted up at the she-demon. "You're in my spot. Get your fat fanny out of it 'fore I get up there an' wipe your hair in my shit."

[Philomena Snow]

Mina's intention was not to nap. She merely wanted to think about things. And then maybe nap. As much as she liked to have things planned out, a little deviation of her plan wouldn't kill anyone, no less herself.

She occasionally lifted her eyes from looking at her hands, or opened them if they were closed. She would cast them out over the irregularly shaped shadows that contorted their way about, coating her and their surroundings in a natural beauty that people generally didn't have the pure sense to admire. It was a shame. But she avoided looking at the outside world. She didn't want people to ruin this.

And that was when the erbokinetic heard and felt the thud against the tree she was residing in. Her gaze quickly shot down, at first in anger at her interruption, but then in amusement, at the sight of how the boy was reacting to her placement. She continued to look down at him with a cool and casual demeanour until he finished speaking, which was when she quirked an eyebrow at him, let out a single, suppressed laugh and stayed exactly where she was, looking back at the intricate veins of a leaf nearby.

This kid could go fuck himself, his petty use of curse words did not impress her in the slightest.

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Oriel didn’t care why she was up in his tree, just that she was there and that she needed to get out. There were only so many trees in the courtyard and pond area that were adequate enough for lounging in, and this just so happened to be one of the best. The boy glared fiercely up at her. It didn’t matter that she was cute or his type….

After all, she was blatantly ignoring him! Actively ignoring him! And there was nothing Oriel hated more than being ignored, especially when he was making such a clever racket as this!

Well, if she was going to be that way, Oriel was going to have to push harder.

Without another word, Oriel started climbing the tree. He settled into a cluster of branches next to her, one which was nowhere near as comfortable as the one she’d stolen. “Oy, bitch-face,” he started again, a serious scowl on his lips. “I know you ain’t deaf. Now, do I got to make good on my threat? Or should I just push you out? The fall ain’t that bad.” Oriel should know, as he’d fallen out of it before, though granted he had people to land on to break his fall.

[Philomena Snow]

So this monkey could climb? Okay. As if he was supposed to be intimidating or something. Ha.

When he spoke, the dark-haired girl glanced at him and looked him up and down, before looking at his eyes. He did seem... a little angry. Well, maybe more than a little. She listened to his threats and how serious he actually seemed when it came to going through with them, and after a pause, she tilted her head a little and smiled like the eccedentesiast she was,

"Well, aren't you delightful?" He sure knew how to make friends, that much was true. "Because, when I'm trying to make someone cooperate with me, I blatantly insult them. Of course." The amount of sarcasm she was using right now was surely illegal or something; and it wasn't as if she was actually nice to anyone - if that was the case, she would have left already, apologizing the whole time. She didn't like to apologize for anything. It wasn't in her nature.

Mina crossed her arms and studied the boy again, "Aren't you that kid who hangs around that... pathetic excuse for a drugged-up pixie?" Names were useless and irrelevant. Oh, and she wasn't going anywhere, she was very comfortable right now.

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Oriel offered her a half smile, mildly amused at her response, but still no less irritated over her infraction. “Whatever works works.” He shrugged. “Besides, would a cunt like you actually’ve responded just ‘cause I said “please”.” Which, of course, was a word Oriel never used unless absolutely necessary. Like “sorry”. What was the fucking point of being “polite” when it didn’t get you nowhere anyway? And what was the point of apologizing if you didn’t mean it?

Oriel kept his eyes on the girl, convinced that she was about as bitchy and unpleasant as they come, probably a spoiled princess or something, always used to getting her way and getting people to do what she wanted.

Oriel scowled when she brought up Phoenix and his drug history. “Hey!” he protested, jabbing a finger in her direction. “That pixie’s been clean for five months now, for your information. Not that it’s any of your business or nothing.” Oriel wasn’t leaving until he’d had his fill of bothering, since it seemed apparent that this ice queen wasn’t going to be moving anytime soon.

With a snort, Oriel adjusted himself into something more comfortable on the branch he was on…it just wasn’t the same! To ease his grief, Oriel pulled out one of his menthols and lit it up, pulling in a deep breath of the junk, then blowing it out in a most inconvenient direction.